Sting looked at the small girl in Rogue's arms.
"I don't think it is going to be too bad spending four months with Lucy, hey Rogue."
Rogue just nodded as he carefully pulled Lucy closer into his chest. They made it too the inn and Sting held the door open for Rogue. They stepped up to the desk and Sting spoke quietly to not wake up Lucy.
"Could we get a room with three beds please."
The attendant was an old man and he looked like he strained to hear Sting.
"A room with free beds? I can't give you free beds."
Sting let out an impatient breath as he shook his head.
"Three beds."
The old man seemed still confused but he looked at Lucy in Rogue's arms and smiled.
"Oh, I understand. Here is the key."
Sting looked at it suspiciously but he was just happy to end the conversation with the deaf old man and he took the key. They walked softly up three flights of stairs and by the time they got to the top Rogue was looking quiet tired.
"You are getting weak Rogue. Blondie can't weigh that much surely."
Rogue glared at Sting and waited for him to open the door. He was going to place Lucy down on the bed straight away before he dropped her but what he saw made him stop. There was not three beds but one giant bed.
"That old fool!"
Sting was about to storm out in anger but Rogue stepped quickly between Sting and the door.
"Sting, we need to get Lucy into the bed. Just forget about it."
Sting nodded so Rogue placed Lucy down in the middle of the bed and covered her up with the blankets. They both looked at the bed, there was lots of room for the three of them to sleep on the bed without touching and the two boys did not want to sleep on the floor.
Lucy woke up the next morning to a warm body wrapped around her. She was so warm and comfortable she did not want to open her eyes and wake up. So she snuggled closer to the warm body, thinking that it was Natsu and went back to sleep again.
The two boys looked over her head at each other and smiled. Over the night they had come closer to Lucy and had both wrapped themselves around Lucy. Sting had Lucy's head placed on his chest and his face in her hair smelling the nice scent and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. Rogue on the other hand had shaped his body around Lucy's so their whole body were touching and his arms around her waist and his face was in her neck, smelling her soft scent. They looked at each other with a small smile, they knew Lucy had woken up as they felt her wriggling but she was soon back to sleep.
"Sting can you smell that?"
Sting took a big breath of Lucy's smell and knew he wasn't wrong. Rogue did as well and looked at Sting with wide eyes.
"Yes. Is it true?"