How They Met

Crush

Gloxinia raised his eyebrows.

"You seemed familiar with the demon." He stated. Elizabeth looked down, a faint blushing covering her cheeks.

"Uh, yeah. We've met before." She mumbled. Drole snickered.

"We can tell." He said.

"Why were you flirting with the prince of demons?" Gloxinia said reproachfully. Elizabeth's blush deepened.

"I-I wasn't flirting!!" She sputtered indignantly.

"Well he was." Drole said bluntly.

"Meliodas wasn't flirting! He's threatened to kill me before!" She yelled, frustrated.

"He didn't look like he wanted to kill you when he was asleep on your shoulder." Gloxinia pointed out.

"Shut up!!! Neither of us were flirting!" She yelled before taking off into the air.

Couldn't they see that Meliodas and so don't like each other! She thought. Not even as friends! Sure, he saved her, and sure, he was super hot, and ripped, and surprisingly sweet, and not to mention cunning but- oh goddesses. She liked Meliodas. The daughter of the Supreme Deity likes the demon prince. Nope. Nope. Stop that Elizabeth! It's just a deep respect, not a crush. And even if it was a crush, it was small! She hardly liked him!

Even as she thought that, she couldn't help but think of him. She knew that demons weren't evil. Meliodas was proof enough of that. She could accept it. She was in love with the demon prince.

A/N: Sorry, this is short. The last one was long though, so it's even.