He looks up to see his, teammates dancing in a group of people. Shouts can be heard from downstairs.
"You couldn't beat me even if you tried, Heat lamp."
"What did you say!?! Shaved Ice Spewer!!!"
"Oh really?!? TABASCO IDIOT!!!"
"YEAH!! PERVY POPSICLE!!!"
He looks down to see a man with pink hair, and a man with no shirt on head to head, with an angry look on their faces. He smirks at he display.
"Hey, Laxus"
He looks back to where the voice sounded off at, he sees a small woman in a black jacket with golden dragons on it.
"Ah, Its the great and mighty Bree!"
"So, how's my favorite yellow-haired ball of fluff doing?"
He looks down into his glass and smiles, swirling the amber liquid in the glass. "What did I tell you about, calling me that?"
"Yeah, yeah I know. But I can't help it!"
He looks back to see her pouting 'Adorable.' "So how did your last job go?"
"It was difficult, but I'm still in one piece. So Couldn't have been to bad." She drapes her arm around his shoulders, and pinches his cheeks. He quickly grabs her hands and stands up. He turns around and looks at her, with a disapproving look in his eyes.
She offers him a sheepish smile, "What, You just look so adorable!"
He scoffs, "Me? Adorable? I think you have the wrong person." He rolls his powerful shoulders, a cracking can be heard. She moves her gaze down his tightly wound sailor-like arms, his muscles rippling with every movement.
He stands up and smirks, "Like what you see?"
She looks away blushing.
"Oh, where did that cocky, little girl go? Could've sworn she was here. Eh, oh well. Looks like you'll have to be my source of entertainment."
She looks back up at him, with a smirk. "Oh, two can play at that game."
"There she is." He walks a little closer, and grabs her by the back of the neck. And kisses her, with passion. She melts into the kiss, and wraps her arms around his neck. The kiss ends as the need for air become apperent.
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