♠ ;w;
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
"Ah, Lucy, c’mere." Face quizzical, Natsu reached for the necklace gracing the girl’s collar, twisting the gold chain so that the clasp would be hidden behind her neck. The boy duly noted that the nape of Lucy’s neck was surprisingly warm. Perhaps it was all that hair?
Well, whatever.
Natsu stepped away from the girl, and only upon stepping away did he realize just how close he was. He turned quickly on his heel, almost tripping over his own two feet in a pitiful attempt to reach the door.
"C’mon- the party started half an hour ago!"
What was it about her that never failed to shred his composure to bits?









