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Stellar Mistakes
By : Rhov
Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail
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Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I make money from this fanfic.
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Chapter 5
8 O'Clock, Same Bar
Lucy found herself arriving at the bar half an hour early. She scolded herself. What if Loke thought she was super excited to see him? What if she came across as desperate?
Blue Pegasus! She certainly felt like she was being taken on a flight into the wild blue yonder on some mythical creature.
"Aren't you going in?"
Lucy jolted around to see Loke standing behind her.
He smiled with a boyish charm. "I was afraid I was a little too early, but looks like the timing was perfect. Great minds think alike."
He casually put his hand on her waist and led her inside the bar. That night, someone played jazz on a grand piano, and out the wide windows she saw the sparkling lights of the city. The lighting was dim, dark blues and reds, a bit mysterious and sensual. The decor was a mix of faux Roman columns and minimalist lamp lighting. She had been so busy being social that other night, and so worried about searching for clues the previous evening, she had not appreciated the details of Blue Pegasus.
They found a seat at the bar, and in an elegant gesture, Loke ordered Lucy the same cocktail he had ordered her when they bumped into one another the night before, when she was trying to play investigative reporter.
Even as she thanked him and took the drink, Lucy could hardly believe this was happening to her. She never even dreamed that one day she would be sitting next to Mr. Leo, a man she worshiped, having a drink together. He was so out of her league, like some heavenly, celestial spirit, while she was just an ordinary, mundane human.
"I hope I ordered right," he said.
"You did, but … why?"
He shrugged lightly. "You seemed to be enjoying it that night. You drank quite a few."
"Ah … y-yeah," she muttered, feeling ashamed about having gotten drunk as a company event. That meant he had been watching her so closely that night, he recalled what she had been drinking. Loke ordered himself a brandy, same as last time. Even the way he lifted his glass to his lips was a refined, attractive scene.
'God, he's so perfect. Did I really sleep with him? Seriously, why can't I remember?'
She watched his fingers on the glass, long with gold and silver rings, but not a wedding ring. Did this mean he was not married? She looked up, and at the same time he looked over. Both opened their mouths to speak, both stopped at realizing they had almost spoken over one another. Loke laughed gently.
"So," he began, with an expression that showed they had put this off long enough. It was time to get into it.
"I, um…" The words, held back all day due to work and propriety, finally spilled over her lips. "That night, two nights ago … how … how did it happen?"
Loke stared at her, surprised by her question.
"I … I mean…" There had to be a better way of saying it, but she was in a panic.
Slowly, his shock slipped into a smile. It was certainly not the smile he gave to people who greeted him in the morning, and not the smile he gave to his colleagues as he set them up as a team to work the Grand Magic Games account. It was a flirty smile with a twinkle behind his glasses. Lucy could not look into those eyes without blushing, and she stared at her hands gripping her skirt down on her lap.
"How?" he asked playfully. "Hmm."
He peered into her face, and she was drawn to look at him. The more she did, the more handsome she thought he was. He was more than a brilliant mind. He was immensely good-looking, and a combination of intelligence and elegance overwhelmed her. He was her creative inspiration and idol, but he was also one of the most handsome men she had ever met in her entire life. She loved him for his brains, but her heart raced for his looks.
She gazed at his face, for once finally inspecting every detail. All these years, he was an idol walking past her at a distance, and she had been happy for even a glimpse of him over the heads of a crowd of coworkers. That morning in his office, she had been focused on his words, his enthusiasm, his zeal for work, and had not looked much at the shape of his nose or the turn of his mouth. He wore earrings; that was something she never noticed before. Lucy found herself leaning in closer, wanting to see every last detail. That enchanting face suddenly smiled at her, and his head cocked to the side in amusement.
"You're an interesting woman."
Lucy forced herself back up. "Huh?"
"I can't say I've met anyone like you. So, you want to know why I slept with you?"
Coming from his mouth, the words I slept with you had a startlingly raw sexuality to them that made Lucy ache deep inside.
"Honestly? I saw you at the bar, and I thought you were cute."
Lucy almost choked. Mr. Leo — the Mr. Leo girls at work fawned over — thought she was cute.
"Th-thank you?" she stuttered, blown away by the compliment. "But, I mean, h-how … how exactly did you and I … I mean…"
His eyes took on a worried look. "Do you really not remember anything?" Then he chuckled, "Not even how wet you were?"
Lucy jolted so hard, she almost fell off her stool. A strangled cry choked off in her throat. How could he say something like that in public? She stared down at her lap, trying not to show how embarrassed she was, while Loke watched her, his expression searching and pensive.
He leaned in closer. "Lucy…"
She flinched at the soft sensuality of his voice.
"I'm so sorry."
The sincerity in his words forced her to look up. Wait, he was apologizing?
"I knew you had some drinks, but I honestly didn't realize you were that drunk. You were clever and witty as we talked, you were … engaging in bed."
Her face dropped instantly again as her cheeks all the way up to her ears felt burning.
"I asked for permission, I truly did. Still, if you can't remember … I can only hope you believe me. I really did ask, and you said yes. Still, I shouldn't have done it. I feel awful about it now."
"N-no!" she blurted out. "I mean, it was my fault—"
"No," he insisted sternly. "I knew you had two glasses of wine, plus those cocktails. Part of me knew you were drunk, but I was tipsy as well, and that might be why I didn't stop myself as I should have done. It's not an excuse, though."
"I'm not mad it happened," she assured him. "I'm just … confused." She muttered to herself, "I wish I could remember it."
He looked relieved to hear that she was not angry. "You looked really cute the way you sat there drinking. I fell for your charms, but maybe I was a little pushy. By the way, you're very talkative when you drink."
He suddenly downed his brandy with a reminiscent smile on his face. He ordered seconds for both of them, then slowly began to speak again.
"That night … you … how can I put it?"
"Oh no!" Lucy cringed. "Did I do something weird?"
He leaned back a little, looking off with a sigh. "Well, it does embarrass me to say this out loud."
Lucy shuddered and felt the blood drain from her face. 'What the heck did I do?' She wanted to run away and hide, but she desperately needed to hear what he was going to say next.
"You … spoke passionately about how much you respect me, how much you liked me, and a certain commercial I worked on long ago."
"C-Commercial?" He meant the observatory commercial from when she was in college. Lucy was stunned that she had gotten so drunk, she told him about that. Her passion for advertising had its provenance with him. And she told him. She told the man himself. She was so humiliated, she could not look at him, but he seemed to enjoy teasing her.
"You were working really hard to make your point across to me that you adored me."
"Oh my God," Lucy whispered, sinking down.
"It was fun listening to you. Maybe I needed to hear all that. I let you talk, and you kept on heaping praise to me. It was overwhelming, to be certain. Before I knew it, it was already rather late and the bar was closing. We walked out only to find ourselves in the middle of a downpour. I told you to wait, but you just walked off in some random direction. I probably should have realized you were drunk. It was like you didn't even realize how hard it was raining. You got totally drenched."
Lucy was stunned. Then when he said how wet you were, he meant from the rain? He was … teasing her? Oh, that was one evil tease!
Loke had another one of his mysterious smiles. He swirled the brandy in his glass, and the ice cubes clinked together.
"I finally got you to take a taxi, but before I could get your address, you fell asleep on my shoulder. It was past two in the morning, so I wasn't that surprised that you fell asleep. Natsu fell asleep at the bar, and Gray dumped a glass of ice water on his head to wake him up. It nearly caused a fight," he said with a laugh. "However, I couldn't wake you up, and you were already drenched from the rain, so I booked a hotel for you."
"Oh!" Lucy cried out.
A memory returned to her.
…
She was in a room, drenched down to her skin. Loke was there, helping her out of her blouse.
"You're going to catch a cold."
She realized he was right and threw off her bra. Loke looked stunned by her brazen move.
"Mmm … Mr. Leo."
"Yes?" he asked, picking up the sopping wet clothes to hang over the back of a chair.
She walked up to him until her breasts pressed against his chest. "I've admired you for the longest time."
"Oh boy…" he sighed, looking weary and torn.
"Getting to talk to you like this is a dream come true. You're a man I really want to impress…" She pressed her body up against his. "…in many ways."
That brought back Loke's attentiveness. "Sounds like you're not just talking about my commercials anymore."
"They're brilliant. You're brilliant, but more than that. I love you."
Her words obviously shocked him, but then he had a predatory gleam in his eyes. "You should be more careful saying that."
"I mean it," Lucy whispered, tiptoeing to get closer to his face. "I love you."
Her eyes had closed. She thought she remembered lips on hers, then arms around her, then Loke muttering some sort of warning that she ignored, before it all faded to black again.
…
"I probably should have stopped it at the first kiss," Loke said, bringing her back into the present, "but I honestly didn't want to. You were … persuasive," he said with a smirk. "You roused me until I couldn't take it anymore. The things you were saying were too adorable. I couldn't help myself, especially with you stripping yourself naked like that and declared your love for me."
Lucy buried her face in her hands and groaned.
"I gave you a warning that I am no gentleman, and I wouldn't stop with just a kiss. I said it a couple of times to make sure you really understood. Your response was, 'It's you. I want to.'"
'Oh my God, it was me! I wanted it that badly. I totally came onto him. I was the one who seduced him, Fairy Tail's Creative Director … my boss! Dammit, let me just crawl into a hole and vanish.'
"I am so, so sorry. I drank too much, and then I … I…"
He laughed to brush past it. "This bar must have some really good liquor if you can't remember any of that. Next time, you really need to watch how much you drink at company parties."
Like that, he was excusing her drunken behavior. She felt relieved that her boss was not upset at her. It was one dread out of the way, but many worse ones still between them.
"I really am sorry," Lucy muttered. "I bugged you like that, talking about the commercial."
"No, it made me happy, hearing you say those things. Especially saying that you love me."
Lucy's face went brighter, but Loke tipped her chin up so he could look at her.
"I felt an attraction to you in that moment that left no room for remembering that I'm your boss, and you're my employee. In that moment, you were just an amazingly gorgeous woman saying she wanted me. I wish you could remember enough to believe me."
"I do," she whispered, transfixed by his gaze. "Slowly. Bits and pieces." His face was now so close, Lucy stopped breathing.
"It made me really happy to find someone who liked me for my work."
What could she say? He was attracted to her? It made him happy? She said she loved him? All of this was too much.
"It … made me happy, too." She knew she was mumbling, but it took all of her strength to speak the words. "Spending that night with you … someone I've admired for so long … made me happy."
"Really?" he said with a charmed smile. "It's nice that you feel that way about me, but…" He laughed with a bit of shyness. "I'm afraid you're idealizing me. I might not be the man you think I am."
Although they now had this intimate issue between them, Lucy still admired him deeply. That awe at his creative intellect and ability to capture emotions in a few sentences would never dim.
"I don't think of that night as a mistake," he said firmly. "I wanted to make love to you, and I did. There's nothing to regret in that respect."
Lucy could hardly believe how directly he could say that. He wanted to … with her! But then Loke pulled back, crossed his arms, and looked chagrined.
"If you're apologizing, though, then that means I should apologize for making you so anxious. You had too much to drink, so your judgment was clouded. I'm the one who was responsible. I'm a thoughtless man who makes advances to those who work under him. You must be horribly disillusioned and disappointed in me."
"What?" gasped Lucy.
She was about to insist that she was not, when she paused and thought back to yesterday. She did do that internet search. She had reacted with so much guilt when Freed yelled about breaking rules, and when the television actor screamed Cheater. She had been immensely anxious ever since waking up in that hotel room.
While she searched for the right words, Loke grinned.
"You're a little too honest, aren't you?"
"Huh?"
"It's all over your face."
She dropped her head again to stare at her hands twisting on her lap. "Well, it started with me. I'm the one who got you mixed up with me. That was the first time I'd ever had so much to drink that I can't remember what happened. I'm really sorry for mixing you up in that."
"In that case, you could say it's my fault for letting you drink that much. I had even asked Freed to get you another cocktail."
Lucy remembered Freed leaning into her ear and whispering, 'Shall I get you another drink?' Suddenly, she also recalled leaning up close to him to fix his tie as their group left the bar. Maybe that was why he had leaned in so close about the missed button, a way of paying her back for doing something so flirty.
"Gray … he said something about me not answering my phone."
"Hmm? Oh, I was trying to call you. I had planned to bring you and Gray in on this Grand Magic Games commercial early, but since you weren't picking up your phone, I rescheduled it for a team meeting, which we had today."
"So that's why he mentioned it," Lucy muttered. "And Dr. Capricorn?"
"That old goat?" Loke chuckled. "I think he tried to warn me not to go with you, but I didn't listen. He probably realized you were drunk right away, being a doctor."
Things fell into place now. Yesterday's insanity made sense, and it all made Lucy laugh in relief. Loke looked relieved at hearing her laughter and joined in quietly.
"Finally, a smile." He sighed, and his shoulders loosened. Lucy had not even realized how stiffly he had been sitting ever since he realized she was too drunk to remember that night. It must have truly worried him, realizing he did something inexcusable.
"Mr. Leo?" she asked, touched that he was this concerned for her. She was pretty certain, though, she was the one who wanted him, and yet he had wanted her as well. It was drunk, yes, but it was mutual. Even now, she wanted … no, she could not let herself think like that. "Can I ask something a little embarrassing?"
"Are you going to ask me to make love to you again?" he said with a teasing smile.
Her face burst into red. "N-no. That night, we … I mean … Did you use a … um…"
"I was shocked when you said you had a condom in your purse. That's rather smart of you, and lucky, because I didn't have one on me. It was almost past the expiration date, though. You haven't been laid in a long time, have you?"
She covered her face again. Seriously, how could he say these things in public?
"Sorry, that went too far," he muttered. "To answer: yes, we used protection. I wouldn't have done so otherwise. And since it's all over your face: no, you didn't do anything outrageous. If you have kinks, I don't know about them … yet."
"Mr. Leo!" she cried out.
"Sorry, sorry. All right, let's do this," he said decisively. "No more worrying about that night, and no more apologizing that it happened. We're going to be working directly with one another now, so let's just move forward with no regrets."
Lucy nodded firmly. He was right. Since she was going to be on the team for the GMG commercial, she now worked directly under Loke. She would get to work with the man she had idolized since college, long before she started working at Fairy Tail. She realized she would get to learn from him and develop her skills. It was the chance of a lifetime!
"That face," Loke said, staring at her. He could see her enthusiasm for the job, and he nodded proudly. "You talked passionately that night about advertising, too. I could tell how much this work means to you."
That was true. Many of Lucy's coworkers were there because it was a job, a paycheck, a way to cover the rent. Few felt as passionately about Fairy Tail as she did.
"So, another toast," Loke declared, raising his brandy glass. "To working together."
Lucy clinked her glass against his. "I look forward to learning from you, Mr. Leo."
"Hah! Always right back to business with you and me."
Lucy got lost watching the way he laughed.
No more apologizing, and no more worrying about that night. Forget it ever happened.
Maybe that was his way of being kind, forgiving her and letting her move out of her anxious state of mind. It helped in a way. Lucy was able to laugh along with him, and that dead weight in her gut at the mistake of that night was forgotten.
That evening, Lucy did not drink herself into oblivion. Instead, she simply had fun with Loke, talking about work until late into the night. He told her about his worst project to work on, and she told him about her favorite ad, a commercial for a pet food company that used over a dozen cats. That led to Loke telling her all about his cats growing up.
It was a way to get back to normal so Lucy could focus at her desk for the rest of the week.
He walked her to the train station and they separated amiably. Lucy went home to Plue with a lighter heart. However, there was always a nagging disappointment in her mind late at night. Loke was so kind, so caring, and in the few memories that returned to her, he had been tender, concerned, not just fucking her and walking away, but holding her and stroking her hair until she fell asleep.
Lucy was left with the feeling that, if they had met in another time and place, maybe they could have done things right and have been happy with one another. Instead, it was a one-night stand with her boss, and she had no other option but to force herself to bury the warm emotions in her heart.
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Stellar Mistakes	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 14748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Stellar Mistakes