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deny the responsibility: Mirajane and Laxus belongs to Mashima Hiro, I am not the author of this story, the copyright of the story belongs to the head of the facebook page: The.manh-simp chúa Miraxus, the story has been agreed to by the author. and has been translated by me, so please do not take this story anywhere without the author's consent) Note: English is not my mother tongue

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In Yours Eyes

Step by step hastily across the wet surface of Magnolia. There were only a few silhouettes around to escape the persistent rain overhead. He winced slightly as the smell of earth and cold hit his nose, touching every touch of his body. Although the rain is not too big, not too small, it is enough to make this fastidious person feel frustrated with the surrounding humid environment.

Laxus looked far into the horizon. Night has fallen to cover the city, but tonight not a single star can illuminate every street, every corner here. He sighed, it had been a long time since he'd seen the bright stars in Magnolia's night sky. While Laxus isn't exactly the steamy type, he can't help but get nervous sometimes when he thinks about it, about his stars. he misses his star.

It didn't take long for Laxus to stand at his door. He was in no hurry, but slowly put the lock on the doorknob. After settling into the house, Laxus involuntarily smiled at the familiar, all-too-familiar warmth it brought.

He stood with his back against the door for a moment, wanting to enjoy the feeling a little more. The familiar warmth enveloped all of his senses. It was like a small electric current passed through every cell inside his body and into his heart, causing it to continue beating wildly in his chest.

Laxus closed his eyes and let himself fall into the stream of emotions he had longed for. A month is probably not a long time for many people. And a month is certainly just the brief and petty months of the past for him. But now, a month is a series of days buried in unforgettable memories.

Push yourself out the door after feeling enough familiar warmth has flooded into every blood vessel in the body, through each thick layer of clothing that covers every time it touches the body. The urge was getting stronger and stronger, making it impossible for his legs to stay still. Laxus headed straight for the stairs leading upstairs, still unable to stop the goofy grin on his face. Because Laxus can sense it. - Not because of the sharpness of his dragon-slayer nature, but simply because he can sense it - Her presence.

The partition is now just a bedroom door. Laxus had also held on to the doorknob for a while. Not that he hesitated. He only lingered for a few brief moments while his nose was filled with the sweet scent lingering outside. And when he was done, Laxus gently broke down the partition in front of him, leading himself into the room.

Happiness welled up in him quickly as soon as he took his first steps into the bedroom. And of course Laxus can smell it. The scent of lavender that he misses every day fills this place more and more. But that was still not the main reason for his happiness. What really creates happiness is the beautiful girl lying on his big bed. She was wearing his clothes, his favorite shirt, and Laxus couldn't stop the electric currents from rattling inside his stomach as he watched the scene before his.

He misses her.

Gently hanging the coat on the shelf and also very quietly approached the bed. He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, trying his best not to make too much of an impact even though it was quite difficult for someone of his size. Laxus was fascinated by the way her bangs were let down today, highlighting the gentleness of her face. He was also passionate about capturing each soft, wheezing breath like a kitten's cry from her, which was really cute. His girl.

It was a fact that Laxus's inner self had always been violently disturbed every time he looked at her - a good disturbance - and now it is. Laxus reached out a hand to brush away the tangled hair that fell from his face. He wants to enjoy this beauty to the fullest. Slowly run his callous fingers over that face. From eyes, nose, mouth. . . Everything seems to be drawn by a great artist. Unable to hold back, Laxus leaned down to kiss her rosy lips, so sweet, this delicate touch sent a series of ripples all over his body.

Separate his lips from hers. Laxus looked at her again, but more precisely at the shirt she was wearing. Of course it's his shirt. And from what Laxus recalls from when the two officially started dating, she rarely wore his clothes like this. Suddenly Laxus smirked proudly, joy evident in every line of his face. Because he knows.

She misses him too.

Gently kiss each kiss extending from the forehead to the chin and then back to the hollow of the white neck, inhaling the gentle yet seductive scent. Laxus felt at peace at this moment, and he longed to prolong it like that.

"Mirajane..." Laxus said very quietly. He didn't want to wake her from her sleep. "Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished his sentence, Laxus immediately felt something gently threading through the golden fields above his head. Laxus smiled at the familiar touch her slender fingers gave. And even if she didn't want to, Mirajane was eventually awakened by his disturbance. But that's also good.

Push up a little so can conveniently observe her from above. Mirajane's eyes were only half-open, perhaps still too lazy to wake up completely. But even so, Laxus could clearly see everything that was hidden within it. They were still shining and sparkling like that, not changing in the slightest.

"Laxus . . . " Mira whispered. "You're back?"

Leaning down to kiss the corner of her eye lightly, he answered. "I'm back."

Mirajane was completely awakened by his words. She was neither fast nor slow, but wrapped her arms around his shoulders, grinning widely. Joy is something that cannot be hidden even in every breath.

"Welcome back." Her fingers brushed his face and stopped at the scar above his eye. "I miss you."

Those words officially broke the hesitation he was holding on to. Like a flash of lightning, Laxus immediately captured her lips, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. Of course, he also missed her very, very much. A month away from her on duty was too long for him, surprisingly long. But instead of responding to it with the same words. Laxus has a much better alternative.

“ I love you “

Those three words that came out of his mouth didn't disappear in any space. They were just following the path of their kiss, reaching for Mirajane's heart and making it beat wildly in her chest. This man doesn't know how to be sweet, but he always knows how to make her flutter like in the beginning.

Lips and tongues entwined passionately. Let this kiss ease the overwhelming nostalgia of those two lovers. . .

Love. . . It's hard to believe but it's true. Laxus is in love. Love passionately. Before, he never thought that he would one day be buried in this trivial feeling, he also never believed in love and even more did not think that he would love and be loved like that. But it is often said that speaking before the first step does not pass. And now looking back, Laxus was here, so deeply immersed in his love for Mirajane that he couldn't resist. He couldn't resist her. And it was even harder to resist the wonderful things lurking in the depths of her eyes. . .

With one neat move. Laxus gently lifted Mira up, letting her sit on his lap facing each other. - their lips didn't separate for a moment - A shiver ran through Mirajane like an electric current as she felt his warm, callous hand touch every inch of bare skin on her thigh. They playfully pierced through her clothes, traveled all over her skin and then stopped only on her soft, smooth back.

The kiss ended when Laxus felt Mirajane's breath begin to show signs of difficulty, chaos. While she waited, she stabilized her breathing. Laxus leaned down to kiss kisses all over her neck. But not knowing what crossed Laxus' head at that moment caused him to suddenly chuckle innocently.

"What's wrong, Laxus?" Mira blinked her confused eyes at him.

"Nothing." Looking up at her, he replied. "It's just . . . you're wearing my shirt."

Like being caught. Mirajane immediately turned her face away, a worried expression on her face. Even though she's been dating for half a year, Mira still can't help but feel embarrassed over small things like this.

"Well...because I don't know what to wear..." She was confused

But of course that's not true. The truth was that she missed him too much. And Laxus knew it, he knew it, but he wouldn't be in a hurry to expose or tease her. He didn't want to just come back and she was angry with him. But even so, Laxus still couldn't help but laugh when he saw her expression.

"Honestly, Mirajane. I love it when you wear my shirt like that." Laxus lightly kissed one of her lovely rosy cheeks. "You should wear it more often."

Following one of the steamy notions of people in love. Then when we wear the clothes of the person we love, we will feel like we are being hugged by that person even though we are thousands of miles apart. It's true that it's a bit cheesy to hear. But Mirajane believed in it and it was because of that belief that she decided to hang out at his house for days and wear nothing but his clothes. How could she when she missed him so much?

Mirajane's thoughts were interrupted when Laxus suddenly grabbed her chin, causing her to turn to face him. Look deeply into those eyes. Laxus can see hundreds, thousands of good things hidden deep in those eyes. Things just for him. Things that don't need to be said, just seen and felt. It is too enough.

"I really love them." Laxus spoke softly as his thumb brushed lightly over her eyelids.

Mirajane felt like she was melting before him, at every tender touch from him. If we didn't say it, no one would have guessed that behind a big body, with a strong and cold personality, is a person who is extremely thoughtful, pampered and gentle when in love. And she loved this side of him so much.

The way he looked at her right now was enough to make Mirajane's heart beat wildly inside her chest. She could read it, what was written in his eyes. That how much Laxus loved her, how great his love was and how filled with sincerity. All can be read by her.

Mirajane's sensation of warmth enveloped all of her senses, making her unable to resist the urge to kiss him. Think is do. Mira gave Laxus a quick but not ignored kiss on the lips. Then she looked him straight in the eye again and spoke in a voice that was so sincere.

“ I love you “

And no need to wait for anyone to say another word, no need to wait for another signal. Laxus immediately returned Mirajane's back to the soft surface of the bed once more. His action was so gentle that no one expected that even a wrong beat would hurt her.

He slowly pulled her into another deep kiss. Laxus greedily swallowed all the sweet nectar inside her mouth. The sweet honey that he longed for so many days. Now he will smoke it all away, determined not to leave even a little bit.

Even though he was completely overwhelmed by him, Mirajane resolutely returned the kiss that showed a lot of desire. Her arms wrapped around his head, her legs wrapped around his waist. Every movement she made now seemed to pull him closer. So close that they can feel their skin burning through the fabric. So close that they can hear every heartbeat in the chest.

The kiss lasted until both began to show signs of severe hypoxia. Slightly parting his lips, Laxus couldn't help but be disappointed at the feeling of nostalgia. So he had to kiss all over her face. From forehead to chin, Laxus did not miss even a single detail. Then there's Mirajane's high neck. This time he also left some red and purple marks on it. Although it would be easy for others to find out, Laxus didn't care and he knew she didn't either.

He lifted his body slightly so that he could conveniently observe Mirajane. Of course she was still as beautiful as ever, despite the blushing embarrassment on her face. But what caught Laxus most attention was her sparkling, sparkling eyes.

Kiss the corner of Mirajane's eye again. He spoke in his characteristic husky yet warm voice. "I really love them."

And then received a gentle smile from her. Laxus glanced down at the shirt she was wearing. He also liked it when she wore his shirt like that. But only right now. . . It is no longer needed.

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Follow the so-called laws of nature. At this time of year, Magnolia's weather will no longer feel the hustle and bustle of summer days. Instead, there was a dense, empty atmosphere. Although the rain was not heavy, it kept falling on the road for several days. Only the smell of wet earth spread around and each cold touch touched the skin, making everyone shiver.

But there is still a place that is not affected by that so-called law of nature. The chilly atmosphere didn't have a chance to creep into this place even for a bit. Every nook and cranny, every crevice has only warmth and warmth.

Clothes were strewn across the room, pillows crumpled from the impact. The lovers who had been cuddling for an hour now lay there, not making a sound, just closing their eyes, but still not sleeping. Perhaps enjoying the moment, perhaps trying to get in each other's breaths.

Mirajane could clearly feel his warm skin as both bodies were now completely naked. Rest her head on his chest so she can listen to the rhythmic thumping inside his chest. But the way he always said it that sound was for her, only for her.

The enveloping stillness in a pleasant way is also understandable. It would be foolish not to seize this moment and let yourself float in the waves of peace. Squeezing her slender figure tighter into his lap, his hand kept stroking those soft white curls. Laxus could clearly feel her slow breaths against his chest, piercing through the thick, sturdy skin that created a warm protective ring around his heart.

And the long-lasting nostalgia for a month quickly disappeared in just a moment. . .

"Mirajane... I still don't know." After a while, Laxus spoke up. "Why are you here today?"

"Because neither Elfman nor Lisanna are at home right now. So I wanted to take advantage of this time to come to you." She swore. Still too tired to look up at him.

"Women's hunches say I'll be back today?"

"No. I've been here for a few days..." She ran her fingers that stretched from his chest to the tattoo on his stomach and finally stopped at the guild seal. "Because I miss you."

Overjoyed, Laxus grinned at her confession. Of course, she had said the same thing earlier, but when he heard it again, he still couldn't help that stupid smile on his face. For a person who is falling too deeply into the pit of love, no amount of confession is enough.

"I miss you too." Laxus replied as he kept rubbing his face on top of her head.

"Laxus. Stop." With his hand pushed his face away. She is sulk. "You're not a cat."

Laxus chuckled at her adorable reaction. Take her hand and clasp it together. Laxus watched the way her hand slipped into his palm. It's really too small for him, so small it's perfect.

"So... does anyone in the guild know that you're at my house?" he asked.

"No Laxus." She replied. "No one knows."

For some reason, Mirajane and Laxus decided not to tell anyone in the guild about their relationship. Even close friends and family. For half a year, they kept going back and forth like that and there were many times when the two were caught in some circumstances, but in the end they still resolutely denied all the judgments of people around. . It can be said that the rumors surrounding them also come from here. . .

That peaceful silence once again enveloped all spaces in the room. Even though it was already midnight, the two still couldn't sleep. They want to enjoy this moment, they want to take note of all this feeling of being together on each skin, and in their mind, even though the present moment together is not too few.

Surely many people will find it difficult to understand with that. But the truth is that during that half a year, both Mirajane and Laxus had very little time to spend together like this. Perhaps it was because the two were too busy with their own affairs.

Laxus tilted his head slightly, looking at the night through the glass door leading to the bedroom balcony. Remain so. Everything is still so bleak. The rain fell incessantly and the sky was all black. Even the moon or the stars are covered by clouds. Unable to emerge or shine even a little.

The stars. . . Right. Laxus has a very special love for his stars. Every time he looked at them he could feel all the messages they wanted to send him. The messages always made his emotions chaotic. It was the same in the past, and it is the same now. No change. Of course the stars in question here do not belong to the sky. It belongs to her, only her .

"It's boring, isn't it? It's been a few days since Magnolia's weather."

Mirajane's sudden voice completely regained his attention. Laxus turned to see her already looking up at him. But once again he paid special attention to those eyes.

"Bored?" Laxus asked again.

"Um. I feel really sad and bored with the weather like that." She said in a low voice.

Suddenly Laxus' attitude changed. He turned his charismatic eyes and couldn't mean more than to look at Mirajane, the corners of his mouth quirking up. At the same time, he spoke in a tone that he was confident was deadly seductive.

"Rest assured Mirajane. I always know how to make you happy."

Mirajane's sudden cry rang out right after that. While her brain still couldn't form anything, her eyes caught sight of Laxus staring at her from above. Once again Laxus leisurely took every advantage over her.

Kiss her lightly on the lips, running loving fingers over her pretty face. Once again Laxus dropped himself into her eyes. There was so much goodness in those blue eyes, and Laxus couldn't stop his heart from pounding in his chest every time he faced those eyes. There is no one like Mirajane. No one has eyes as beautiful as hers. . .

He leaned down and kissed the corner of her eye. Laxus repeated the familiar line he always had for it.

"I really love them."

Mirajane giggled. She wrapped her arms around his neck, cheerfully replying.

"I know. I know you love these eyes of mine."

"No Mirajane. I don't love your eyes."

"hmmm!?" Mira blinked. It was impossible not to be surprised by his blunt and quick refusal.

"I tell the truth." Laxus said. "I don't love your eyes. I just love the stars in your eyes. Because... when they look at me and only when they look at me, they sparkle like I'm precious. best in the world... As if I were their entire universe."

He kissed the corner of Mirajane's eye again, he confirmed.

"I don't love your eyes. I love the stars in your eyes."

Mirajane froze for a moment. She completely did not know how to describe all the emotions inside her right now. Only the sound of her heart pounding loudly inside her chest was heard, and the joy that spread like a warmth enveloped every cell inside her body. Who would have thought that Laxus would say these words, who would have thought that a man like him could be so romantic when in love.

" Cheesy , flexible mouth." She scolded him and then leaned forward a little to nibble on the tip of his nose. "I love you."

"I love you too ."

And the night. . . Of course their night didn't end so easily.

...END..

(In this fic: Stars in your eyes = Love in your eyes)

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