17. Color

Color

It has been said that the best way to see what kind of person someone was subconsciously is to observe the bedroom of that said person. And if there was one word that described the room of Gajeel Redfox, it was… Black. Its walls were dark as night, bare as an abyss. The furniture and linen bared the same darkness. Metal trinkets covered his desk and floor. With such a space, one would mostly likely conclude that its resident was a cold, dark man. And that would not have been far from the truth… if that individual had been talking about Phantom Lord's Gajeel.

Ever since he had joined Fairy Tail and met her, Gajeel himself began to notice the changes in his quarters. A blood red comforter laid across his bed. Posters of famous Fiore metal rock bands adorned his walls. A dark blue lamp, sitting on a new table, illuminated framed pictures of himself, her, and Pantherlily.

And now, the petite pixie herself, with sky-kissed hair, was laying her sweet head on his bare chest. Her bright orange dress was draped on his desk, her yellow head-scarf woven in his fingers. He smiled slightly. It was as if all of this belonged here… He dropped a light kiss on his fairy's forehead before laying his black mane back on his grey pillow. He closed his red eyes, smile still in place.

He was no longer the absence of color.