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Natsu x Sting + Flowers
“How did you and Papa meet?” The little boy inquired, eyes bright with the curiosity of a dragon. “I scared your Dad.” Sting replied, smile taking on an amused quality. “No you didn’t!” Natsu squawked. “Oh yes, I certainly did!” Sting argued, laughter in his tone. “He gave me flowers on our first day of elementary school.” Natsu clarified
For: @fyeahstingsu (StingSu Week 2019)
Day 1: Flowers
Natsu has his eyes closed, a smile playing on his lips as he enjoys the feeling of Sting's gentle hands in his hair. He doesn't have to look at his face to know that the blond is perfectly focused on what he is doing.
"And... here you go flower boy."
There's a soft laugh that escapes Sting's lips and when Natsu finally opens his eyes, he finds himself unable to breathe for a few seconds, as he takes in the tender look that his boyfriend is giving him.
"It's a shame you can't see yourself, I did a pretty good job by putting these flowers in your hair."
Sting brings a hand to his hair again, messing a little with the strands. And Natsu doesn't say anything as he lets the boy do as he pleases. He knows that he must be looking ridiculous but he's ready to look as much as ridiculous that is possible if it means he can see Sting be this happy.
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Thank you to @watcher-ofthe-sky for the beta job and for being amazing and putting up with me !
Hello!
The StingSu event is officially over and we would like to thank everyone who participated either by posting their works or simply by liking and rebloging them. You'll find a list below of all the works for each day!
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Day 1: Flowers
@ft-stories-lgbt : drabble
@zerefserigala : aesthetics
@watcher-ofthe-sky : drabble
@splendidlyimperfect : drabble
@adridoot : fanart
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Day 2: Night Time
@ft-stories-lgbt : drabble
@adridoot : aesthetic
@splendidlyimperfect : one-shot
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Day 3 : Parents
@ft-stories-lgbt : drabble
@adridoot : drabble
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Day 4 : Songs
@ft-stories-lgbt : drabble
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Day 5 : Birthday
@ft-stories-lgbt : drabble
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Friendly reminder that we'll still reblog every works related to this event, just don't forget to mention us in the post or Stingsu2019 in your first five tags!
Day 2: Night-Time
Sting rolls to the side and sighs as his gaze falls on the sleepy face of his boyfriend. He envies the way Natsu is able to sleep with no problem as if he doesn’t have a single thing to worry about in his life. Of course, Sting is aware that it's not true; he has witnessed countless times, the way the Fire Mage fell apart, crying, shaking in fear, but somehow he always manages to sleep through it. And Sting wishes he could do the same.
His mind won't let him rest properly lately, so many things to think about, like how he could be a good Master for his guild while staying friends with the members. He's also worried about the next meeting in Clover, he is so young and still has so much to learn that he's afraid no one would take him seriously or would think that he is everything like the previous Master.
He knows that he's probably worrying for nothing, but he can't help it.
"I can hear you think."
Sting jolts a little as Natsu's voice catches his ears. His eyes are still closed and for a moment Sting thinks that he probably imagined the words, but then Natsu moves his body closer, wrapping an arm around him. He feels Natsu’s lips pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead before he shifts once more so he could tuck Sting's head under his chin.
"Sleep a little, would you? Anything else can wait till tomorrow for you to be worried about."
Sting only nods as he melts against Natsu, enjoying his warmth.
Maybe he should focus on Natsu from now, after all the Fire Mage is probably the only thing he doesn't have to worry about.
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Thank you to @watcher-ofthe-sky for the beta job ! I know I give you a lot of work lately, and I'm really thankfull for your precious help ! Love you !
Day 3: Parents
"I swear to whatever God is up there young man, if you don't stop what you're doing right now, I'm not buying this ice cream you love so much for the rest of your life!" Natsu shouts as he glares at his eight years old son.
The little blond stops what he is doing and turns his head toward his dad. He looks at him with his blue eyes, a smirk on his lips, and for a moment Natsu swears he's seeing a copy of his husband.
"But papa said I could express myself how I wanted! Moreover, he said that I'm a real artist!" his son argues.
"Yeah? I'm pretty sure your 'papa' didn't mean for you to draw on walls when he said you could express yourself! I also think that at your age you should know this. Seriously Eliot, how are we going to clean this?" Natsu sighs, running a hand through his hair.
This time the little boy doesn't say anything as he lets his gaze falls on the floor. He probably understood that Natsu wasn't playing and was really upset, and Natsu couldn't help but feel a little guilty for it. He hates seeing his son like this, and he could feel the urge to just take him in his arms. He doesn't indulge himself though, after all his son has to know when he is wrong and Sting always gets on his case when he gives up too easily.
"Go to your room, I'll find a way to clean this before papa comes home," Natsu finally says.
He watches as Eliot goes to his room without arguing. He waits until the boy disappears in his room before he turns his eyes to take a look at the wall. There are a lot of doodles that Natsu doesn't recognize, and each one of them is bright in colours and hard to miss. Rolling his eyes he goes to the kitchen to take everything he needs to clean the mess his son did from under the sink.
When he returns to the wall, he crouches down, ready to clean the surface but he stops himself as he takes a good look at the drawing in front of him.
He can see two men, each one holding a little boy’s hand. Above the two men, he can read "Daddy" and "Papa" in clumsy handwriting. For the smaller frame, there's a little "me" written next to it and Natsu can't stop the tears gathering up in his eyes as he lets himself sit on the floor.
The wall is still a mess, the drawing isn't even that good, and Natsu is pretty sure Sting's legs aren't supposed to be that long, but he can't bring himself to erase this picture of them on the surface, because somehow it looks perfect to him.
And when Sting comes home a few moments later, he doesn't question the reason why Natsu is sitting in front of the wall, crying silently. He just sits next to him, taking his hand in his, resting his head on his shoulder.
"I think it looks pretty good there too."
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Thank you to my sweet @watcher-ofthe-sky for the help with the beta job for it feels like the hundredth time ! I'll make up to you someday !
Posting this super early since I'm a little busy today, Hope you'll enjoy it
