As much as he loved his teammates, there were times when Freed wished that they understood his magic better…understood the darkness that lingered beneath the surface, threatening to overwhelm him whenever he dived to deeply into his magic. It was times like those, when he was questioning his humanity and his ability to hold onto it that he would seek out Mira. She always knew when he was coming, her magic allowing her to sense when his demonic side was playing up and she would welcome him with a warm drink and an understanding smile. The hours would pass in quiet conversation or silence depending on what he needed, just sitting together, and when they parted ways Freed would feel completely human again.
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Fairytail Drabbles
RandomA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
