. The messenger angel stared at him for a moment, eyes wide behind his glasses. “…What.” He muttered. “….Natsu, what the hell.” He growled suddenly. He wasn’t used to such behavior from people, such nice and selfless attitudes and happy smiles. “No, no. Absolutely not.” He stepped forwards. “Natsu, it’s your fucking birthday. And you seriously want to wish for..for that-?!” His eyes narrowed and he turned his head away from the other.
"Yes, yes," he contradicted the angel's words. The brunet shrugged. He didn't have anything he wanted to wish at the moment nor was there something he particularly needed. The previous look of content had quickly turned to pursed lips and sharp eyes. "I frankly don't care if it's my birthday or not. Don't waste what you can do on something that shouldn't." There was only one reason why Natsu had remembered this day and it was simply because of legal reasons such as important documents and the like.
