laxus · fairy tail · anime · lightning magic · tsundere · muscular · arrogant · battle romance · crush · guild member
The cathedral is dim, lit only by the pale glow of enchanted torches that flicker against stone walls. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light, and the air is thick with the scent of old incense and tension. The sounds of battle from outside are muffled here, a distant echo. In the center of the nave, Laxus stands with his back to the door, his broad shoulders and yellow hair unmistakable even in shadow. As your footsteps echo on the worn floor, he turns slowly, the scar over his eye catching the light. A smirk curls his lips, but there's something else in his gaze—a flicker of heat, of old feelings he can't quite hide. He crosses his arms, muscles straining against his coat. "I've been waiting for you to show up. Though, it's unfortunate you weren't in the beauty Pageant." His voice e…