The two Scarlet Women Fairy Tail Male reader X Erza Scarlet X Irene Belserion

Worry

Elsie Pov

Sitting beside Y/n's hospital bed, I couldn't shake the knot of worry that twisted in my stomach. His usually vibrant face was now pale and drawn, his breathing shallow as he lay there, a victim of magical exhaustion. The events of the past few days replayed in my mind like a relentless nightmare, especially the moment when Y/n had faced the Goblins in the fortress.

Turning to Irene, who stood nearby, I felt compelled to voice my concerns. "Is he going to be okay?" I asked, my voice trembling with anxiety.

Irene's comforting hand on my shoulder offered a small measure of solace. "He'll be alright, Elsie," she assured me, her voice a steady anchor amidst my rising panic. "Y/n is resilient. With rest, he'll recover from the strain on his magic."

I nodded, trying to find comfort in her words, but the memory of Y/n's fierce determination haunted me. "Mother," I began, my voice faltering as I struggled to articulate the fear that gnawed at my insides. "When Y/n... when he faced the Goblins... he was... he was so..."

Irene's expression softened, her eyes reflecting a deep understanding of my turmoil. "It's natural to feel frightened, Elsie," she said gently. "But Y/n was defending himself and others. Sometimes, in moments of danger, we're forced to do things we never imagined." She stopped for a mere moment. "Going Rogue can happen to everyone."

"And with his issue he could endanger not just you but everyone around him."

I bit my lip, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I just... I just don't want him to change," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want him to become someone... someone unrecognizable."

Irene's hand squeezed mine in silent reassurance. "Y/n is strong," she said softly. "But he's also kind and compassionate. No matter what challenges he faces, he'll always be the person you know and love."

As I sat by Y/n's side, watching over him as he slept, I clung to Irene's words like a lifeline. Deep down, I knew she was right. With her guidance and support, Y/n would recover from this ordeal, and together, we would face whatever trials lay ahead, our bond stronger than ever before.

Turning to Irene again, who stood nearby, I couldn't hold back the flood of emotions that surged within me. "Mom," I began, my voice shaking with the weight of my confession. "When Y/n... when he faced that Goblin... I was terrified."

Irene's gaze softened with understanding as she listened to my words. "It's okay to feel frightened, Elsie," she said gently, her voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "Y/n's actions were driven by Rage he couldn't stop it."

But it wasn't just fear that gripped me in that moment. It was the overwhelming sense of rage and anger that emanated from Y/n as he confronted the Goblins. It was a side of him I had never seen before, a darkness that lurked beneath the surface of his gentle exterior.

"Irene," I continued, my voice trembling with emotion. "I could feel... I could feel his anger. It was like nothing I've ever experienced before."

Irene's expression grew somber as she nodded in understanding. "Y/n's magic is a reflection of his emotions," she explained gently. "In moments of intense stress or danger, those emotions can manifest in powerful and unpredictable ways." I took his hand into my own, gently moving my thumb over it. It was cold, feeling it like this felt sureal.

The question lingered on the tip of my tongue, the uncertainty gnawing at my insides until I couldn't bear it any longer. "Irene," I began tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper. "Has... has this ever happened before? With Y/n, I mean, my memory was hazy at best of the time before I turned into this new version, it was as if parts of my memory got whiped out."