Lyon was never meant to look that fragile, like he would shatter at the lightest touch and Gray’s fingers shook as he reached out to grasp the older mage’s hand. His eyes burning with tears as he felt how cool the other man felt, and not the cool that came from their magic and he couldn’t stop the hiccupping sob that escaped as his gaze drifted up to the machines that were fighting to keep Lyon alive. This wasn’t supposed to happen…They had been on holiday, trying to snatch a few precious days together between jobs only to stumble right into the into trouble when a dark guild had attacked the resort, and all Gray could see now as his vision blurred with tears was Lyon flinging himself into the path of an attack that had been meant for him. His magic had run wild, freezing everyone and everything in place, but he hadn’t seen any of it as he rushed to Lyon’s side and even now he couldn’t bring himself to care about the destruction he had caused. All he could see and all he could care about was that Lyon was in this state…was this fragile…because of him, and as his fingers tentatively tightened around his boyfriend’s, he silently pleaded with the older man to come back, to be strong.
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Fairytail Drabbles
De TodoA 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.
