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Green Envy in Blue Pegasus	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 2365 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4
A week passed. Freed avoided Laxus, and although the Blue Pegasus members did not seem to notice, Evergreen and Bickslow definitely did. They approached Laxus, asking about it, but he said it was fine.
He hoped it was fine.
As the seventh day arrived, he showed up at the guild's host club dressed in a dapper suit and even wearing a tie. He actually paid attention to the women this time. He poured them drinks and smiled as they chatted about silly things, prattling on and on.
"Is that so?" he said, smiling at times.
He knew Freed was watching. He picked this particular couch because he discovered that there was a mirror hung on another wall that perfectly reflected the spot where Freed always sat. He could pretend to watch the ladies, but his eyes drifted to the mirror. In its reflection, he saw Freed looking distracted, turning away from the customers to watch Laxus so often, the ladies had to drag him back into the conversation.
Laxus had already made his decision long ago. Now he needed to know if it was something Freed truly wanted.
He knew he could be an asshole at times. This was no different, trying to rile Freed up. He needed a reaction. He needed to know he was not forcing his feelings onto Freed. The man adored Laxus so much, he might have agreed to date him just to be kind.
Laxus did not want sympathy from Freed.
He wanted to be loved equally.
He went to the bar to get more wine for the women, and Freed suddenly excused himself as well. Evergreen was having lunch on a barstool, Bickslow stood by the wine rack pretending to be busy picking the right bottles, and both watched from the side as Freed stomped up to Laxus.
"What are you doing?" he whispered harshly.
Laxus glanced down at the fuming glare. "Getting wine. Three of the ladies are out."
"Because you're pouring too much," he snapped.
Laxus shrugged brusquely. "Just givin' 'em what they want. That's our job, right? You're sure good at it."
Freed stiffened, stunned into silence. He looked like he wanted to refute this, but his mind would not come up with a valid argument. Just then, Bickslow handed over the three bottles of wine, and Laxus returned to the couch.
He really hoped this worked.
One of the girls was an obvious lightweight in drinking, and a second bottle of wine was a terrible idea. Laxus had stopped pouring when he realized she passed her limit, but she was getting slowly worse as the minutes passed.
"Laxus-kuuuuun," she purred leaning in way too close. "I've seen pictures of your tattoo, but only pictures. Can we see it for real?"
He took a quick glance into the mirror. Freed had turned around sharply at the loud question. Laxus stood up, slowly loosened his tie while smirking provocatively.
"Hell, why not? A special show for you lovely ladies." Then he yanked off his shirt. More than just the four female customers gasped and looked over and he stood there, muscles bulging, glowing like a god.
"So handsome," the drunk girl moaned, reaching forward to touch his chest.
Suddenly, her hand was repelled by a purple magic barrier. Laxus recognized those runes from anywhere.
'About damn time, Freed!'
"Touching … is not … allowed!" The green-haired mage stood snarling, barely keeping his emotions in check. If he had been armed, he would have drawn out his sword. Laxus even saw his fingers twitching, wanting to fight them off.
Laxus looked around at Freed. "A cage? That's a bit excessive. I'll put my shirt back on, so how about you let me out of this thing?"
"Are you going to follow the rules?" he shouted in anger.
Laxus folded his arms. "Depends. What are the rules?"
Freed began to open his mouth, ready to list the host club's rules, which most definitely forbade stripping off clothing. However, he stopped, and Laxus saw the realization dawning on his face.
He did not mean host club rules. He meant theirs. What were the rules now?
"It's … not allowed," he muttered.
"Is that your rule?" asked Laxus.
"We're in public," he protested.
"I don't care. It's what I want."
Freed gasped, lost his concentration, and the runes cage vanished. Laxus stepped forward, and the whole room fell silent as he walked up to Freed, towering over him.
"If it's still a rule, I'll back off. Otherwise…"
He grabbed Freed's chin, lifted his face, and kissed him as the whole of Blue Pegasus watched in astonishment. At the bar, Evergreen's mouth fell open, and Bickslow dropped a glass he had been drying. Slowly, Laxus pulled back and saw the shock on Freed's face.
"It's public now. No more hiding," he whispered to just him. "This is my decision. The rest is up to you."
Freed trembled under that blue gaze. "I … I don't want to bring you down."
"Then be my wings and lift me up," Laxus whispered sensually.
He leaned over again and gave Freed a longer kiss. Slowly, he felt the fear melting away and those lips becoming more accepting, kissing him back, savoring the firmness of those masculine lips. When he leaned back again, Laxus saw happiness gleaming in Freed's eyes. He cupped the flushed cheeks with adoration and finally said the words he had wanted to ask for a long time.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Freed blinked, stunned for a moment, but then smiled. He laughed and leaned his face into the warm hand. "Yes," he whispered, blushing brightly.
There was a shout as Bickslow stood on the bar counter and clapped loudly. Evergreen chuckled and lifted her wineglass to the two, muttering "About time" to herself. Master Bob wiped tears from his eyes and he cried about the beauty of boys love. The Trimens all applauded, and women around the host club began to squeal.
"Laxus-kun, that was so romantic!"
"Can you kiss him again, but longer?"
"May I take a picture of you two kissing each other?"
Laxus blushed and looked away. "You're all so noisy and annoying! Shit, it's like ya ain't ever seen a gay guy ask someone out before."
"We haven't!" the women squealed.
"Gay?" other people gasped.
Laxus glared out at them. "Ya bastards gotta problem with that?"
A few of the women teared up. "Does this mean we can't call on you anymore?"
"Oh no! Please don't leave us, Laxus-kun."
"Che! I don't care. Do what ya want, but I'm sitting with Freed from now on, and if anyone touches him," he warned, yanking Freed in against his hip, "I'll zap your ass."
A few girls sighed dreamily. "He's even more handsome when he's over-protective of his boyfriend."
"I'm so envious of Freed."
"Freed, can you kiss him back for us?"
"Oh yes! Please?"
"Please!"
Freed stared around at the ogling girls, mouth opened in shock as they all began to make requests for them to kiss, to hug, to gaze into each other's eyes, to say they loved one another. Suddenly, he turned and fled with his green hair fluttering behind him.
"Awww, he ran away."
"Were we too much? They just started dating, after all."
"Oh no! We're so sorry."
"Go after him, Laxus-kun! You better be back here tomorrow with Freed-kun so we can all sit with you two and watch you feed each other."
"Oh yes! We need to figure out what they should feed each other."
"Chocolate strawberries, of course."
"Maybe they could play the Pocky Game for us."
"Kyaaaa! No way, no way, I'll faint in happiness."
Laxus snorted at their babbling and trotted off after Freed. Idiot women! But hey, if they demanded that he should pamper Freed as part of his mission, he might actually work hard for once.
He heard noises in Freed's dressing room and rapped on the door. When no one said anything, he slowly entered, finding the door unlocked. Freed sat on a chair in front of a lighted mirror, one hand covering his lips as he gazed at his reflection.
"The girls apologize for getting too pushy," Laxus said, easing his way inside. He pouted as Freed continued to look in the mirror. "Y'kay?"
He took an unsteady breath. "I … don't like … stuff in public," he said faintly.
"Then I won't kiss you publicly again. Sorry about that."
"They'll want it," he stated, sitting up stiffer. "There are … those sorts of girls, too. Hibiki told me about it, said it happens from time to time, and that if I'm not careful, the girls might figure out about me and … request things … things to do with other men."
"Only with me," Laxus growled, feeling possessive again.
Freed's face turned red again. "That's no good! I can do things around the girls because I'm not romantically attracted to women, but around guys…"
Laxus smirked with a bit of haughtiness. "Are ya sayin' you're romantically attracted to me?"
Freed hid his face in his hands, groaning with embarrassment, and Laxus chuckled at catching him so easily. He walked over to the mirror and massaged Freed's shoulders to calm him down.
"Is there anything you're okay doing in public with me?"
"I don't know," he whispered. "I've never … that is … I don't usually…" His words broke off, too embarrassed to say anything.
"Then we'll see what's okay and only do that. We don't have to obey their demands, you know. How about we play it this way? You wait on me hand and foot, pretend like you're adoring me in all ways. You're sort of like that naturally anyway. I'll pretend I'm grumpy having to share you and jealous if you're away from my side for even a minute."
Freed finally peeked out from his hands with a reluctant smile. "Only pretend?"
"Sure," he chuckled, "because I know you. You'd rather run off and take down twenty dark mages on your own so I can take credit for defeating the guild master. You've done it plenty of times before, and I'm used to it now. I'm still protective over you and the others, but I know you can handle yourself."
"Still, it … it might be nice if it wasn't pretending."
"I gotta pretend anyway." Laxus smiled at the petulant frown and wrapped an arm around Freed. "I have to pretend I don't actually want to kiss you in public, that way no one thinks you're the one who actually doesn't want it. That attitude fits my role more, anyway. Besides, I'm not grumpy when you're not by my side." He brushed back a strand of green hair. "I'm lonely. There ain't no way I'm admitting I'm lonely without you near me, so I'll pretend I'm only grumpy."
That finally brought a full smile to Freed's face. He leaned into Laxus' embrace. Laxus played with his hair the way he had always wanted to, but held back out of respect for Freed's private space. To his joy, Freed hummed in happiness at having his head stroked.
"Is it okay to kiss you if it's in private?" asked Laxus.
Freed looked up to him and lightly touched the chiseled jaw. "Like this, it's okay."
They leaned in, a little timid at first. They were still new to kissing each other, bumped noses, missed the mouth, and pulled back with awkward laughs. Finally, Laxus grabbed Freed's chin to hold him still, tilted his own head to the right, and leaned in slowly. Their lips pressed together, and it was like they were made for each other. Laxus ran his fingers up Freed's cheek, into his hair, and yanked him in tighter. He growled deep in his throat to finally—finally—be kissing Freed.
He knew there was no reason to feel envious anymore.
End of Chapter 4
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