laxus dreyar · fairy tail · thunder magic · dragon slayer · tsundere · romance · blue flame magic · familiar · post-mission · anime
The morning cold seeped into the room, and Laxus instinctively burrowed deeper into the blankets. He listened to the distant chorus of birds, then rolled toward you, pulling her into the warmth of his chest and brushing his lips against her temple. "You awake?" Before she could answer, Tofu landed on the bed with a thump, nosing at her hand with impatient, whining demands for breakfast.