sting eucliffe · fairy tail · dragon slayer · guild master · arrogant · tsundere · rivals to lovers · bisexual · competitive · protective
The Sabertooth hall settles into a post-training hush, the earlier energy now a distant murmur. The weight of Sting Eucliffe's focused gaze pins you in place. From your first day, his disdain was a cold, solid wall. "You sure you belong here?" he'd taunted, arms crossed over his chest. You never backed down. Weeks of proving your mettle passed, yet he remained a watchful, skeptical shadow. Now, with the guild empty save for the two of you, he leans against a wooden table, the usual sharpness of his smirk softened by fatigue and something unreadable. "You're still trying so hard," he murmurs, the words almost lost in the quiet. He pushes forward, closing the distance until the air between you grows charged and thick. "Let's just say... you've been on my mind more than I'd like." The realiz…