Frost and Iron: Gajeel x black oc

The Growing Rift

Chapter 9: The Growing Rift

Meanwhile, Gajeel and Aislyn's bond continued to strengthen. The more missions they went on together, the more they seemed to understand each other—often without needing to say anything. But the tension between them, simmering just below the surface, was becoming harder to ignore.

Levy, on the other hand, was not so blind. Her jealousy had been growing ever since Aislyn had arrived, and though she tried to hide it, it was clear to anyone who was paying attention.

One evening, while the guild was in full swing with its usual chaos, Levy approached Aislyn at the bar, her expression strained.

"Aislyn," Levy began, her voice tight. "Can we talk? About... Gajeel."

Aislyn raised an eyebrow, immediately sensing the tension. "What about him?"

Levy shifted uncomfortably, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt. "I just... I've known him for a long time. We're close. And I... I've noticed the way he looks at you."

Aislyn's smirk faded slightly, her expression becoming guarded. "And?"

Levy's blue eyes flashed with something close to anger. "And I don't think you're good for him."

Aislyn blinked, surprised by the bluntness of the statement. "Excuse me?"

Levy squared her shoulders, her voice trembling slightly. "Gajeel... he's not the kind of guy who just opens up to people. He's had a hard past, and I don't want to see him get hurt. Especially not by someone who doesn't care."

Aislyn's eyes narrowed, her fingers gripping the edge of the bar. "You don't know anything about me, Levy."

"I know enough," Levy said, her voice quiet but firm. "Just... be careful with him, alright?"

Aislyn watched Levy walk away, her heart pounding in her chest. She hadn't asked for this—not the tension with Gajeel, not the attention from Levy. But she couldn't deny that there was something between her and Gajeel, something that was getting harder to ignore.