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Sting: Aaah! Natsu!!! You’re so cute!!

An entry for @fyeahstingsu​ !! There was originally a lil Sting head reaction but it just didn’t look right! Anyway, don’t know if I will do all the days but I hope so! Be it writing, art or just a moodboard!!

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Flowers

StingSu Week 2019: Day 1

Prompt: Flowers

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xxx

He is glowing.

You are burning.

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Natsu gripped the door frame as he saw Sting coming out of the car. The blond flashed him his bright smile, blue eyes shining. Somehow, that punched a deeper bruise in Natsu’s chest; a hollowness spreading like mosses on once-blooming ground. Rogue followed out and rolled his eyes as Sting teasingly offered his hand to help him out but chuckled fondly at the man.

“Your garden is lovely,” Rogue commented as Natsu welcomed them in the house.

“Thanks, it is mostly Sting’s hard work, though. I just try my best to maintain it,” he said, glancing momentarily at the said man’s direction.

“Ah, yes. Gardening always soothed me since I was kid,” Sting said.

xxx

On Natsu’s dining table, a blue porcelain vase laid with fresh flowers. He remembered the way Sting used to change them every day:

“Tulips?” Natsu asked with an amused smile.

“Yellow Tulips represents cheerful thoughts,” Sting replied as he gently kissed his cheek. “You cheer me up. You are my brightness. Happiness.”

“Is Gray coming too?” Rogue asked as he warmed himself in front of the fireplace.

“Huh?” Natsu asked, coming out of his reverie. “Oh, no. He is not. He had to take his sister Erza somewhere.”

“Too bad, it would have been fun; all four of us together after a long time,” Sting said as he took off his boots.

Natsu watched the way Sting’s face brightened every time Rogue looked at him. Like a sun hitting your skin after long hours of rain; the way rays dance on your skin in a cold winter afternoon.

All of this—it hurt.

It hurt in ways it wasn’t supposed to.

Sting was with Rogue now and he was happy. Natsu was happy for him. It wasn’t like they had promised to stay together for eternity. And even they had, it didn’t matter; shit happens in life and you can’t crush yourself under the weight of those blatant declarations which you make.

Things don’t necessarily have to work out. You have to move on.

And so, they did.

But damn, why does it hurt like hell then?

“Cyclamens?” Natsu asked one evening as he came home from work. Things weren’t exactly going smooth between them these days, to say the least. There had been frequent fights and build up frustrations.

Sting only nodded in return as he looked down, gulping. His voice wavered and hesitation laced his calm blue eyes as he finally said, “I want to tell you something.”

Colour faded away from Natsu’s face as every word pounded on his heart like an anchor when Sting quietly wiped his tears and apologised again. Natsu sank on the chair as his red carnations crushed in his bag.

“True love and affection,” the florist had told him. He wanted to revive his relationship. Give another chance.

Later, when Sting left the house with his belongings, he numbly looked up what Cyclamens mean.

“Goodbye.”

xxx

Sting didn’t want to give up on their friendship. He gave Natsu space and time, respecting his boundaries and choices. It took them time to come to these terms where they could talk without it being awkward. He met Rogue and it felt like suddenly everything made sense. It clicked.

The guilt of leaving Natsu always gnawed on him like a splinter stinging again and again. But staying would have hurt him more. Both of them. It wouldn’t have been fair to Natsu. He deserved happiness; someone who could love him with every inch of his body.

Sting knew that it couldn’t be him.

But as he about to start driving to go to Natsu’s house for dinner, he remembered something.

xxx

After Natsu waved his goodbyes to the pair after dinner and gaming night, he slowly closed the door and thudded his head against it. He inhaled a long breath, his throat tying itself in knots, when his eyes fell on the porcelain vase.

Instead of the daisies, he had put earlier, purple hyacinths were kept in it, sprinkled with droplets.

As he went closer and ran a hand over the petals, a note fell from them.

“Forgiveness,” it said.

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The next day ‘family’ for @fyeahstingsu

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Sting couldn't help but smile whenever he saw Natsu and their adopted kid. She was only a baby when she was found abandoned, but fit right in to their little family. Natsu had lost his family at a very young age, still baring the emotional scars on his heart. Sting was abandoned, and for a very long time felt lost in the world.

They had a hard start in the world, but found friends who made each day a little brighter and then each other.

Natsu exhaled softly, having fallen asleep on the sofa with Vera on his chest. Even in his sleep he was able to keep her close and safe. Sting shook his head gently, reaching to lift Vera off of Natsu. The duo stirs slightly upon being seperated, though neither fuss.

Sting held Vera close as he headed to lay her in her crib. He presses a light kiss to her head as he reached her baby room.

"Busy girl hm?" Sting asked, a light smile on his features as he lay her down. "Tiring out your tou-san, our hands are certainly going to be full." Though as he spoke, his tone was overflowing with love. As he gazes on her soft features, any tension of the work day he felt previously dissipates. Sometimes, he doesn't realise just how important family was to him but Natsu and Vera were always there to remind him. Of course there were others too, it would be unfair to not count Rogue, Lucy or their other friends as their family. However, Natsu and Vera were always home.

Remembering that there was a sleeping beauty on the sofa, Sting exits the room quietly and ensuring that the door is opened just a little. Entering the living room, Sting noticed that Happy had taken up the warm spot on Natsu's chest while Lector investigated baby toys on the floor. The cat always did this if they weren't in their usual spot, it was odd but Sting never questioned.

He lifted Happy, setting him on the floor with a quiet mewl of protest. Sting then kissed Natsu, feeling him hum slightly as he began to awaken. Tired olive met blue, and Natsu reached to touch him.

"Hey.." He murmured tiredly, and reached to touch Sting's face. He leaned into the touch, shutting his eyes with a soft hum. "How was work?"

"All good." He responded, giving Natsu another kiss. "Vera's in her room. Guess even a baby's got more energy than you, huh?"

"Hey, I got more energy!" Natsu exclaimed, bolting upright. The action spooked Lector causing him to hiss, which in turn caused Natsu to jump slightly. Sting laughed again, reach to ruffle Natsu's hair and kiss his forehead.

"Rest up dummy, you need it. You got your job in a few hours."