Heart Shaped Burn Marks (Natsu X Male Reader)

chapter 3

There will be OOCNESS. I'm winging it, so it will suck and probably be short, sorry.

Your P.O.V

I woke up after who knows how long, my head was pounding causing me to groan and put a hand to my head. 'What happened?' I thought to myself. I looked around the room, it looked like an infirmary. I saw Natsu sitting in a chair, he saw me and gave me a big grin. "Finally, you're awake." He said, I nodded slowly. "I'm Natsu, by the way."

"(Y/n)" I introduced. "What happened?" I asked, changing the subject. Natsu looked at me.

"You passed out after I hit you with a fireball." He explained. It was all coming back to me. "It was an accident, sorry."

"It's ok, I wasn't hurt." I said plainly, but regretted saying that, the moment the words slipped through my tongue.

"What do you mean it didn't hurt you?" I looked down, this was a difficult topic for me, it always brought back those memories.

"I don't want to talk about it." I whispered sadly.

"Does it have to do with your scars?" Natsu asked.

"Natsu, please let the poor boy be, he's been through a lot." Said a new voice, it was a short, old man.

"Sorry gramps." Natsu apologised. The old man looked at me.

"Hello, my child, my name is Makarov, I am the guild master of Fairy Tail."

"Hello, Master Makarov, I'm (y/n)." I said politly. Makarov laughed.

"Please call me, gramps." Gramps said, smiling. "Now, what brings you to Fairy tail?"

"I wanted to join this guild." I said quietly.

"What kind of magic do you have?" Gramps asked me. I bit my lip and thought for a moment, 'should I tell him or not?'

Ok so the next part will not make sense, so tell me if this can happen and if the facts are wrong.

"I use fire magic." I said nervously, I started to fidget with the blanket.

Natsu's P.O.V

"I use fire magic." (Y/n) said nervously, I saw that he started to fidget with the blanket. Since I first saw him, he had a smell, that I didn't recognize, he wasn't lying about being a fire mage, it was the smell that I never smelt before, it had a strong aroma to it, like fire made by pure poison and acid. Did it have something to do with his scars? I wanted answers, but I don't think (y/n) would be comfortable with me asking.