Script to Iron [GaLe\GaJevy Fanfiction]

Tender Pt. 2

Ok I want to let you guys know first is that this took an unexpected turn than what I intended. I hope you guys liked it though. Has anyone seen the recent FT episode? Are any of you guys mad like I am?

A smell woke her up.

She groaned in protest. The bed was so comfortable and the dream she had was..

She blushed.

She stretched getting the kinks out. She opened her eyes sleepily and was met with a beige ceiling. She was in Gajeel's house. She sat up raising her arms high in the air. A pop broke the silence and she sighed in content. She felt a little breeze and shivered slightly. She rubbed her arms to warm them then she stopped for a moment. Her eyes widened as she realized something.

She was naked. Naked. Naked. Naked!

She covered her face with her hands as an enormous blush traveled down her neck. All of last night's events replayed in her mind.Oh god. Oh my god.....

She stayed like that for a few minutes taking a few deep breathes. She touched her lips tenderly, gently. Her arms started tingling remembering his touches. He had been gentle with her. He touched her as he cherished her not like she was fragile, but like how she told the girls the night before. Special.

A smile came to her lips. She couldn't describe how incredibly happy she was. She laid back on his bedspread not caring she was naked. She was nervous at first not having any experience in that field. After all she was a virgin. Was. She was a...

Erza's hair would be taking tips from Levy's face. She burrowed her face in The pillow trying to rid of the embarrassing images. She squealed into the pillow.

It was then she noticed that he wasn't in bed with her. The smell caught her attention again, her stomach growled at the deliciousness. It was now or never. She slowly rose from the bed, the sheet slipping from her body. She shivered slightly again from the slight chill. Her feet padded softly as she looked at the floor for something. She picked up a shirt that was discarded last night. She slipped her arms through the sleeves then button it up. It fell to her knees, so it covered up everything. She inhaled the scent that lingered on his shirt. Oh how she loved how he smelled.

She opened the doored and walked to the kitchen. She couldn't help but smile at the sight before her.

Well, smile and look.

He wasn't wearing a shirt so she had a terrific view of his back. Every time he moved , she saw some muscles. He also had scars ,but to her they were beautiful. Here before her stood a man of strength, muscles. A man of a dark past, someone who fought through life. His scars prove it, his personality proves it. Before stood a man who she wants to spend the rest of her life with, her heart lept into her throat at the realization. Gajeel wasn't a man of many words; he spoke through his eyes, touches and emotions. She didn't need the words in their relationship, as long as she could be with him.

She stepped towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She pressed her face into his back. She felt movement.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Mm." She wrapped her arms.

"Levy..." He turned around, facing her. He cupped her cheeks and looked deeply into her eyes.

"I didn't hurt you did I?"

"Gajeel it's suppose to hurt."

He scoffed at the comment, he refused to look her in the eye anymore.

She tugged on his wrists, he still didn't look at her. She sighed in frustration, you don't only love someone for the ups. You love them in the downs and help them go up.

"Gajeel, thank you."

He looked at her in surprise."Eh?"

"Loving you is a treasure, a treasure that I can't let go. Last night..."

"Don't.."

"Marry me, Gajeel. Prove to me that you are past that night. That night we first met," she felt him stiffen but she continued,"I admit what you did was wrong. You hurt me and my teammates. That you was your down."

Confusion crossed his features.

"I fell in love with your down. It was unexpected, it started out as like then grew into love. I love your downs,I love your ups and I just hope you will let me be part of it." There was silence between them. She search his eyes for a sign, anything to give away what he is thinking.

She waited.

Waiting.

Burnt.

Her eyes widened.

"Gajeel the eggs!"

She moved him and grabbed the pan quickly and put it in the sink. Then she turned around and turned off the gas. She breathed a sigh of relief. She wrinkled her nose at the smell in distaste. Now it smelled of burnt egg. Silence consumed them once more.

Gajeel wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face into her neck. "Ask me again."

Tears welled into her eyes, she held her hand to her mouth to prevent a sob. She took a couple of shaky breaths.

"Marry me ,Gajeel."

His hand was in her hair, he pressed his forehead to hers. He stared at her with such intensity it made her insides turn.

"Gaje..."

He crashed his lips to hers, she was more than happy to oblige. Their mouths fought each other for dominance. They broke for air breathing heavily. Gajeel picked her up and went to the bedroom. Levy giggled the whole way.

Later when she fell asleep, the breakfast forgotten, Gajeel reached into the drawer in his nightstand. He took out a box that was too small in his hands. Inside was a beautiful diamond ring, handcrafted himself. He turned to the woman asleep right next to him. The person who he is going to spend the rest of his life with, his heart. He gently took her left hand in his and slipped the ring on her fourth finger.

"If only you waited until tonight..." He murmured. He wrapped an arm around her waist bringing her closer to him.

In her sleep, Levy smiled.

The sequel is finished!!!! Let me know what you guys think. Is it weird that Levy propose instead of Gajeel? This is how I think it would go, but honestly I can't wait until it happens in real life. I'm getting chills just thinking about it.