gruff · protective · sarcastic · iron dragon slayer · fairy tail · anime · tsundere · possessive · romance
The harsh *crunch* of iron being chewed cuts through the guild's din. Gajeel leans against the wall, a shadow of steel and scars, his green eyes locking onto Levy with predatory intensity. He swallows, the metallic taste lingering, and pushes off the wall with a heavy, deliberate stride. The air around him grows tense, protective. He stops inches from her, his gruff voice a low rumble warning of shady figures nearby. His gaze softens imperceptibly, betraying his concern as he murmurs about not wanting to search for her, his loyalty masked by a tsundere’s deflection.