#mystlu

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Special thank you to @raijindork for proofreading, and to @empressofeverything for helping me out with a prompt!

I really ended up liking this one.  I need to write more for this pairing, as I have a major soft spot for it.

Armada Day 40:

Oathbreaker

Mystogan x Lucy

Oathbreaker.

Lucy had heard the tales, just like everyone else in the village.  And just like the rest, she’d paid the appropriate amount of public shock and disdain for the king that had run from his duty, leaving his brothers to squabble over the throne in his place.  In private, she’d been more or less disinterested in the whole affair. It didn’t matter much to the peasantry who was in charge.  The landowners and the nobles would still treat them like garbage all while using the tax money they’d bled from the people to buy themselves fancy clothes and exorbitant jewelry.  That one of them had fled from such a life was incomprehensible to most.

She had never imagined that she would ever meet the man.  Let alone that he would turn out to be her quiet neighbor, who always kept to himself and was unfailingly polite to her.

Actually, now that she thought about it, that part should have tipped her off.  If there was one thing Lucy had come to expect of men, it was that they always leered the second her chest swung into view.

But that hardly mattered, now.  Her village was gone – burned to the ground.  Her parents’ graves hidden beneath the rubble and soot.  There was nothing left there for her.

All because of the man standing before her, the royal crest that was proof of his identity etched into his face.  All because of the men that had come looking for him, and when they hadn’t succeeded, they’d burned everything.  Because they could.

Mystogan… no, Jellal Faust, stared pleadingly at her.  “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

Lucy had heard many lies over the years.  From her parents, trying to protect her.  From lecherous men, trying to trick her.

But Mystogan’s words weren’t lies.  She could tell instantly just how sincere they were.

So she swallowed thickly, and wiped her eyes with her dirty forearm.  When she had composed herself, she met his gaze head on, with determination. “Then you should fix things,” she told him, stern.  “Fix them, so that this never happens to anyone else.”

The man stared at her for a long moment, before he bowed his head.  “I swear to you: I will keep that promise.”

“Then I’m coming with you.”

His head snapped up, eyes wide with alarm.  “You can’t… that’s foolishness!  What if… I think I’ve already proved that I can’t protect people, yet.  It’s too dangerous.”

Lucy’s jaw was set, her eyes fierce.  She offered him a smile, but there was no joy in it, only the steel of her resolve. “If you think I’m going to trust someone called Oathbreaker to keep a promise, you’ve got another thing coming.  I’m coming with you to make sure you don’t stray from your path again. Are we clear?”

Mystogan stared at her, dumbfounded.  And then a genuine smile spread across his face.  “…Thank you,” he said, and the emotion behind the words nearly broke Lucy’s heart.

“Don’t thank me yet,” she informed him.  “I’ve been told that I’m tough company.”

He laughed lightly. “I think I can deal with that.”

“Hey, can I hold you boobs for a sec?” for MystLu

Permission

“Damn Cana and her card readings,” Lucy grumbled under her breath. The blonde had no doubt that card mage knew what she was doing, but somehow she always ended up getting the raw end of the deal. Without looking away from the book in her lap, the celestial mage glanced up at the man sitting across from her.

Mystogan, Fairy Tail’s most reclusive member, had been paired with Lucy to carry a mission for the guildmaster. Were she younger, she’d think that the mystery that surrounding him was romantic. However, at twenty years old Lucy had outgrown such fantasies. She’d lived through far too many evils and only allowed such carefree thoughts to cross her mind when she sat down to enjoy a book or write her own.

Bored of reading, Lucy returned her worn book to her pack and pulled out the package she been given by the guildmaster. Knowing the old pervert, it was probably something important that had slipped his mind so he was sending the two of them to save face. She had no problem with the silent mage, she was actually appreciative of the change in volume as compared to her team. The man just intimidated her.

Even though she’d been in the guild for years and could easily stand toe to toe against Natsu, there was much she didn’t know about the man with her. She knew a little about the kind of magic he used, though she could explain it verbally. She also knew what he looked like but had never heard him speak a word. When the two had received their instructions from the guildmaster, he had just simply nodded.

When they’d arrived at their destination, he was asleep. “Myst, we’re here,” she said softly, nudging his shoulder.

He cracked his eyes open and looked up at the blonde looking down at him. The two mages exited the train and headed to a former client’s home. Mystogan maintain his usual aloofness while Lucy handled the talking. Apparently, they’d been tasked to deliver a written apology that had been expected weeks prior. Needless to say, the client was not happy. Luckily, Lucy was a socialite and was easily able to calm the man down and even managed to convince him to accept the guild’s apology.

It was well after dark when they’d finally been able to leave. Lucy would have preferred not staying the night in town because they weren’t exactly getting paid for coming all the way out here and she didn’t want to spend her money. They didn’t have a choice however, since the last train had already left for the night.

“I’ll meet you at the hotel, I want to stop at the convenience store,” she informed him, though she didn’t expect an answer. “Would you like some more apples if they have any?” she asked, a sly smile gracing her face. If there was one thing she knew about the man it was that he loved apples. He simply nodded at her before she turned on her heel and walked to her destination.

Mystogan watched her go until she turned the corner then headed to the hotel. He could go and hopefully be able to get a room for each of them before she arrived at the hotel. He wasn’t sure how she’d been able to hold a conversation with their client for hours, but commended her for it. She was a poster child for the guild and understood why she was preferred to handle delicate matters such as today’s task.

At the hotel, he’d only been able to get a single room for the two of them and hoped that it had two beds. He was a private individual and while Lucy had been nothing but respectful, he didn’t feel like sleeping on the floor so that she could have the bed. He waited in the lobby for her for about fifteen minutes and was concerned that he hadn’t made it.

He left the hotel and headed in the direction she had gone. It took him no time to find the woman but she looked rather pissed with the man that was following, and no doubt harassing her. She didn’t look in any immediate danger and stayed out of sight as they approached his position.

“Hey, can I hold your boobs for a sec?” the man asked her.

Lucy just ignored him and continued to the hotel. After spending all afternoon talking with that insufferable client while remaining calm had taken a toll on her and she was tired. The last thing she wanted was some creep talking her ear off and asking for favors.

The man, now annoyed with her for being ignored, reached out a clammy hand. Before he grabbed her though, she felt someone different throw an arm around her and pull her close. She recognized the bandaged wrapped arm and didn’t fight off her companion.

“Who the hell are you?” the man demanded.

Mystogan only glared at the man and moved Lucy so that she was wrapped in his arms and they were just grazing the underside of her breasts. Lucy rolled her eyes, but smirked then stuck her tongue out at the creep. He quickly turned tail and left the two of them. When he had turned the corner, Lucy shimmied out of Myst’s arms and reached into the grocery bag, revealing a candy red apple.

She offered it to the mage, who gladly took it before they continued to the hotel.

“Thanks for stepping in back there,” she said. “Though that creep at least had the decency to ask if he could touch my boobs first.”

The mage choked on the bite he’d just taken and stared wide-eyed at the blonde. She snickered at his flushed cheeks that were barely visible under the mask he wore. He looked like he wanted to say something but she’d just rendered him silent, which made her laugh even harder.

Who starts the playful pillow fight?Lucy does when she thinks that he’s being too aloof. Like her, he sometimes gets lost in thought but it’s based around thoughts of Edolas. He doesn’t regret not staying but he does worry about the people sometimes because he was responsible for taking their magic. When he gets like that she’ll throw one at him and then he sees the reason he stayed with Fairy Tail and all is right in the world.

Who makes the other blush without even trying, and they find it super endearing?Mystogan. Going along with the answer above, he makes sure that Lucy always knows how much he cares about because he’s still a man of very few words. She’s well aware of how he feels about her, but can’t help but to blush when she hears him say it.

Who likes to piggy back on the other?Lucy. But only in the privacy of their home… it’s not a secret that they’re an item but he’s a private man still and doesn’t care for much pda.

Who gives the other raspberry kisses?Tehe, Lucy. Sometimes she just can’t help herself when he’s sleeping. It’s a surefire way for her to wake him and make him laugh when she does it.

What theme would their wedding be, if they were going to get married?Marriage just hasn’t come up between the two. Hell neither has dating… people know that they’re together in a sense but they don’t know the extent of their relationship. There’s just no need to define what they have. However if marriage does ever come up, it would be a big deal since both mages hold their guild in high regard and would make sure that they all knew.

What does their typical friday night look like?If he’s in town, they’re cuddling because he’s still gone a lot. He’s just used to always being gone and on the move and is still trying to break that habit.

What movies do they like to watch together?Not really the movie watching type, but there’s always some kind of music playing when he’s home

Who likes to playfully pull the other person back to bed?Mystogan does when he’s home with her. Even though he can’t help but to always be out doing something, he really does miss her and is pretty lazy when he’s with her because all he wants to do is stay in bed.

Who likes to sits on the other’s lap?Lucy when they’re home… again with the pda.

Who buys the other person clothes that they know that they would look good in?Yeah… don’t really have an answer for this one.

Thanks for the ask anon… I’ve come to the conclusion that I now need to write a proper story for this ship lol. I mean, I’ve already created some of the finer details of their relationship.