Dragons and Slayers (Sting x Reader)

Chapter 4: Train Eyes

"Okay..." I thought and looked into his eyes half smiling, "I'll join."

+++ Your POV+++

Sting smiled back, "Great to have you on the team." I laughed a bit, "I've never been in a guild before." He looked shocked at first, "Really?" I nodded laughing a bit. "Well," Sting leaned in and whispered seductively, "I'm glad I could be your first." My face grew warmer and I felt my heart stop for a moment, "St-Sting!"

He laughed and retreated himself back to his chair, completely sitting on it, "Sorry, I had the chance, and I took it," -he paused for a moment, his smile dropped, then he smirked- "You're cute when you blush."

"Sh-Shut up.." I stood up, "So are we going or what?"

"Yeah," He grabbed my wrist dragging me out of the pub, "Let's go!"

***

We stopped at a train station. As Sting got our tickets I looked at the track, "Woah..." I went to go examine the tracks of steel. Something happened and all I know was that I was pulled back and heard "Hey, watch out!". As time was catching up to me I realized that I am pushed into a solid chest as something is roaring past me. I blink a few times and look up to be met with electric blue eyes. "(Y/N)! You nearly died!" Sting yelled at me. "I'm sorry... I was just taking a look at the tracks.." I whispered. Sting let me go from his tight grip. I took a step out of the way at a comfortable distance.

Sting just sighed, "Okay... I'm guessing you have never been on a train before."

"Nope." I said sheepishly.

"Think of yourself lucky." Sting chuckled, "They're of the devil."

"Then why are we taking one?" I asked.

"It's the quickest way back home." He said.

"Wait... Then why are you away from home?"

"I was on a mission but finished it earlier today. I decided to go out and drink for a bit. And I ran into you and... here we are."

"Mission? Like what kind of mission?" I asked.

"The normal 'our town has monsters' ordeal." He sighed. "I'm annoying you aren't I?" I looked down, "Sorry... I babble when I first meet someone."

"No it's fine."

"Okay..."

Roar! SQUEAK! My body jolted at the unpleasant high pitched, loud squeal of the breaks. I looked back at Sting, who's face was long and terrified. I gave him a questioning look. "This is our train..." Sting dragged himself onto the train. I followed after him taking my seat next to him. He didn't want the window seat, because 'looking at the landscape pass by makes him even more sick'.

The train wasn't even moving and Sting looked sick. "Oh, come on, Sting!" I tried to cheer him up, "It'll be done soon!"

He groans, "Yeah okay. You say that now... just wait till we start moving." I just shrugged and put my elbow on the window seal, supporting my head. I was thinking. Thinking about how hard I worked to stay a live, and how life might actually get easier. I can't wait to be honest. I mean I've heard a lot about guilds and how they are really close knit with one another. EEK! I'm so excited!

"All aboard!" A man yelled out as he grabbed onto the lead bar and pulled himself up into the train car. A whistle went off. All I could hear were the large motors and pistons forcing the stilled wheels to move. Thun! Thun! The pattern of the wheels increased as the train began to move faster. As I was looking out the window with enthusiasm I felt something plop down on to my lap. I look down to see Sting laying down. His head was rested down. Half of his face leaned on my stomach. He was so sick... His face was green. His was green, mine was bright... bright... bright red.

Without thinking my hands started to comb back his hair, gently combing his hair. I smiled a little, "Sting? Are you okay?" He gave a small grunt in reply. I put one of my hands on his chest, "It'll be over soon. I promise."

I looked back out the window. The trees were passing us by so quick. The land was a blur. I blinked a few times. It felt like the train was rocking. Back and forth. Spinning fast. Moving like a asteroid. I gave out a shaky breath. A shiver went down my spine.

"Motion sickness is catching up with you I see." Sting said sickly from my lap. He had his forearm covering the light from his eyes.

"N-No." I said.

"You're l-lying~" Sting did his best to sound strong.

"Am not."

"Yes y-you are."

My stomach dropped, I put a hand to my mouth. "Here," Sting had a bag in his other hand.

***

I woke up with my head on the window of the train and Sting rubbing my arm, calling my name. I looked at him with a straight face, "I hate trains..."

He laughed a bit, "Me too. Let's get off. We're finally there."

"Yay." I said hopping out of my seat out of the door and in another train station. Sting followed me. I turned around and looked at him. The sun was just rising, meaning that it was a new day. He starred at me... His mouth was open slightly, his eyes wide. I tilted my head slightly in confusion, some of my bangs/hair fell in my face. His cheeks became red a little. He took a step closer to me and pushed back my (H/C) hair from my face and behind my ears. His hand stayed at the side of my face. I could feel my cheeks warm up a bit.

"(Y/N).." Sting said still stunned from something. He was looking me dead in the eyes, "Never cover your eyes, understand?"

I nodded, "Why?"

"They are the prettiest eyes I have ever... seen in my life." He said shaking his head slightly. "(E/C) eyes... Your (E/C)... They show happiness, even though you don't have much reason to smile. Strength through weak times.

"They inspire me..." He finishes, taking his hand away from my face. Now that I'm speechless I just nod, "O-Okay."

"Now..." He said looking away, "Let's go to the Guild Hall." He started to walk away. I touched my cheek, then quickly turned and followed Sting.

_Chapter End

~A/N- Hey guys! So that photo at the beginning is your combat outfit. You know the one that you bought just yesterday xD Anyway.. I know it's a bit on the black and white side of things and that's because you had chances to fill in colors. The shaded parts, however, are the areas I said were black so... yeah. The hands were weird so it was a bit difficult figuring out how I should do the fingerless gloves ((I know that they're bad)). And on the sides they are completely open besides the thick, black stripes. OH! And I didn't color in the face or hair either because everyone is different. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I have! Love you, and stay colorful!

~PastelASAP