Levy had everything planned. Gajeel had been going on lots of jobs recently so the young couple had spent very little time together but he promised to spend Valentines day with her. It was their first Valentines day together and Levy couldn’t wait. They were finally going to spend some time alone together without any of their nosy guild mates around. Today was going to be perfect. At least it was meant to be perfect.
As the solid script mage looked around at her bomb site of a kitchen she could feel her heart rate start to accelerate. She thoroughly believed that the best way to a mans heart was through their stomach as she had seen the theory proven several times by various couples. First she ordered a dozen heart shaped pieces of iron from a blacksmith Erza had recommended and decorated a box to put them in. Levy was quite happy with this present until her friends told her that the best gifts are ones you make yourself. All her female guild mates were giving handmade gifts to their valentines and Levy began to think her store bought gift was too impersonal to accurately portray her feelings. It was a little known fact that though Gajeels favourite food was iron he also had a sweet tooth. Levy only found that out when she caught him stealing a slice of Erzas cake and she saved him by claiming it was Natsu when the redhead discovered the theft. So she decided to make her dragon slayer boyfriend a variety of treats so he wouldn’t have to keep risking his life stealing from the dangerous re-quip mage. She researched recipes and bought all the ingredients. When she had everything laid out before her she felt confident and fired up. She was so excited to start baking. How did it all go so wrong?
The fire alarm was going off, her kitchen was starting to fill up with smoke, there was sugar and chocolate chips spilled all over the floor and there were several failed attempts sitting in her bin. Levy turned off the oven, opened the window and fanned the smoke until the fire alarm stopped. Then she slumped down onto the floor in defeat, ruining her clothes even more. She read so many books on baking and never actually thought it would be this difficult. She started to regret refusing Lucy and Wendy’s offers to help. She wanted to do it herself, to pour her heart and soul into her work. Looking at the mess it didn’t seem like that would be possible.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Levys eyes shot straight to the clock. It couldn’t be Gajeel, she thought, as his train wasn’t meant to arrive for another two hours. Levy ran to the door hoping it was a friend who could help her out of her predicament but then a voice called “Hey Shorty is everything okay? I smell smoke.”
It was Gajeel. Levys hand froze over the door handle and her heart stopped. He was home early and she was no where near ready.
“Oi Shrimp open up,” Gajeel knocked again but Levy couldn’t bring herself to open the door. Her kitchen was destroyed and she had nothing to show for it. This was not how she planned this day to go.
“Shrimp if you don’t open up I’ll kick the door in,” the dragon slayer warned with a hint of concern in his voice. The blunette reluctantly let him in knowing that her boyfriend would be true to his word if she didn’t.
“Finally what took so lon-” Gajeel stared at the young woman in front of him. She was wearing an apron and her clothes were covered in flour. Her blue hair that draped over her face as she stared at the floor was dotted with flour, chocolate and sprinkles. The solid script mage wouldn’t make eye contact with him, she hadn’t been this shy around him since their rocky beginning.
“What the hell happened?” He asked, picking some food out of her hair. Levy merely shook her head. She still didn’t want to admit to her failure. Especially not to him. Gajeel sniffed the air and asked the obvious question.
“Were you baking? He asked with a small smile.
“Well attempting to,” Levy muttered.
“Is that why you’re so down Shrimp? Just cause your food didn’t come out right?”
“I wanted to surprise you,” she mumbled, with a slight blush.
“What? Surprise me?”
Levy gave a slight nod and Gajeel placed a hand on her head, causing her to look up at him.
“No ones ever tried to surprise me before…. Well not in a nice way anyway,” Gajeel started walking towards the kitchen, “So what did you make then? It smells nice.”
Levy threw herself between him and the kitchen, “No please dont. They came out all wrong,” the blunette pleaded with him to drop it.
“If you made it then they must be perfect,” he stated, gently picking her up and placing her to the side so he could enter the room.
Gajeel picked up one of the burnt sweets of Levys last attempted batch left on the counter and threw it in his mouth. Levys jaw dropped as he chewed with a massive grin on his face. “See I knew they’d be good,” he announced.
“But they’re all burnt?” Levy stammered.
“You’re talking to the guy who eats iron on a regular basis,” Gajeel laughed.
“Oh that reminds me-” Levy exclaimed and ran out of the room. She returned quickly and handed a small heart shaped box to the confused dragon slayer.
“What’s this?” He asked, staring at the pink bow that sealed the box.
Gajeel pulled the ribbon and peeked inside. He picked out an iron heart, inspected it and swallowed it whole, “Not bad,” he nodded approvingly.
“I asked Erza about the best blacksmith she knew and I ordered these before I decided to attempt my hand at baking.”
“Its probably the best iron I’ve ever had, but its not as good as the sweets you made,” Gajeel winked, “Thank you,” he whispered and kissed Levy on the forehead.
“You’re such a liar,” Levy laughed and poked him in the chest “You definitely preferred the iron.”
“You have no proof,” Gajeel smirked, “And I have something for you too,” he took a small package out of his bag and shyly gave it to her. Levy carefully removed the wrapping to reveal an old book.
“This can’t be- How did you find this?” Levy stuttered, examining the novel.
“I asked that bunny girl Lucy for some help and she told me that you’ve been looking for that book for a years so I spent the last few weeks doing jobs for some old rich collectors until I finally got it,” Gajeel smiled down at the joy in eyes. It was clear that she was dying to start reading it.
“So that’s why you’ve been going on so many jobs without me lately?”
“Yep. When I found out how much you wanted it I was determined to get it for-” Levy interrupted him by standing on her tiptoes to kiss him.
“Thank you,” she whispered and hugged him.
“Well it still doesn’t beat your homemade sweets,” Gajeel laughed into her hair.
“Then you can help me clean,” Levy smirked and reluctantly released herself from his grip.
The day didn’t end up the way Levy had planned it but she wouldn’t have changed it for the world.