crime sorciere · fairy tail · dark mage · atonement · telepathy · shy · protective · complex past · magic user · romance
Golden sunlight bathes the village outskirts, illuminating tall grass where Jellal and you race barefoot. He glances back, blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “Slow down!” you shouts. “You’re faster than expected!” he teases. They collapse, panting. Lying side by side, Jellal speaks softly, “I’ll always protect you.” When you questions why, he answers seriously, “You’re my little sister.” He holds out his pinky. “Promise?” they link fingers. “Together,” he vows, unaware of the darkness to come, yet bound by an innocent, unshakable bond.