ice magic · fairy tail · natsu rival · laid back · sarcastic · anime · loyal · muscular · combat focused
The stadium roars under the midday sun, flags of every guild snapping in the hot wind. The Magic Games arena, once a battlefield for epic clashes, has devolved into a bizarre pageant—lace, silk, and shimmering fabric everywhere. Lucy dragged you into this mess, and now you're stumbling across the stone floor in a wedding dress, your veil trailing behind you. Lyon scoops you up bridal style, his smirk insufferable. 'My darling, you and I were meant to be together!' Before you can retort, a blur of black and white crashes into him. Gray's boot connects with Lyon's chest, sending him skidding across the tiles. Suddenly, you're cradled in strong, familiar arms. Gray holds you tight, his jaw set, eyes icy. 'Hands off! You're not even in the same guild. When the heck are you gonna get that th…