"Have fun on the mission!" Shouted Sting as (Y/n) and Rogue left the guild. "What did Sting mean? It didn't sound like a fun mission to me." "You know he likes to exaggerate." Puffed the mage in reply. "And are you sure it was a good idea not to bring Frosch?" Although, on second thought, the girl realised that maybe Frosch wasn't so sorry he couldn't go with them. What was underneath that she didn't know? Had she missed something? A perverse thought crossed her mind, but she quickly pushed it away. Rogue wasn't the type to fake a mission for ulterior motives. At least considering their relationship hadn't changed much since the night of the ball. She had noticed Rogue's increased closeness, but there had been no real attempt at rapprochement on his part.

None.

That saddened her greatly.

Did it mean that only her death would allow Rogue to bring out his feelings for her?

Or maybe by standing next to her he had realised that it wasn't her he wished to have next to him.

"(Y/n), don't worry about Frosch. I think he's a little tired lately and I preferred him to rest with Sting."

Sting and rest in the same sentence is the epitome of a fine oxymoron, my dear Rogue. The girl thought as she avoided expressing her opinion. Not to mention that Frosch had seemed anything but tired. But she decided not to ask any more questions, as she did not want to risk upsetting Rogue.

The girl was so deep in thought that she didn't realise where the wizard was taking her until she found herself walking on the sand.

She glanced at Rogue, but he seemed to have every intention of heading for the water. What was going on?

The mage stopped a few feet away from the sea and began pulling a couple of wipes out of her bag.

(Y/n) squinted, stunned. Was this really happening?

Her amazement increased when Rogue handed her something in her hands.

"Here... I brought you the costume."

"Are you kidding?"

Rogue lowered his gaze.

"Sting was right... I had to come up with something else..."

"So this isn't a mission!!!?"

After a few moments of silence the girl decided to speak.

"Okay. So if you turn the other way I'll change..."

The mage quickly turned around. (Y/n) hurried to change her clothes. "And how do you do that?" She asked.

Rogue smiled at her as she began to undress. "I already had my costume on."

"Hey Rogue, come get me!" And she ran into the water.

She only managed to run a few feet before she was joined by the dragon slayer. His strong arms pulled her towards him, trapping her in his grip. (Y/n) found herself wrapping her arms around Rogue's neck as a growing blush colored her cheeks, realizing how close their bodies were to each other.

She wasn't the only one who felt their sudden intimacy.

Soon she felt Rogue's passionate lips on hers. (Y/n) responded by hesitantly caressing the wizard's chest.

"I have longed to feel your hands on my body (Y/n). I'm sorry I haven't been able to truly get close to you in the last while. I had to digest what happened at the great games of magic. I kept thinking about what I would go through if the future me didn't come back for..."

Hot tears streaked the wizard's cheeks.

(Y/n) wiped away a tear with her hand. "But we are here now. You and I. Nothing can come between us now. I too have longed for you for so long... I am yours Rogue, yours alone."

15/09/2021