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Erza Scarlet (Fairy Tail) *Antisocial*

Side note: This is kinda based on the song antisocial by Ed Sheeran and Travis Scott :)

Lights blared and music boomed from the Fairy Tail guild. Everyone decided they should have a Friday night party and (Y/n) wasn't sure they even wanted to go to such a large event. In short... you were extremely antisocial with people, especially your own guild. You originally joined for the money, but now had become invested in other reasons to stick around. That didn't make you want to socialize any more. The only reason your feet were dragging you towards the party scene was simply because she would be there. Titania. The one and only Erza Scarlet. She had stolen your heart from the moment she kicked in the guild doors to separate Natsu and Gray while they were destroying the guild. And then again when she protected you from getting hit with a jug of alcohol Cana had thrown in an attempt to hit Gajeel. And a third time when she came to sit in the infirmary with you. Well not necessarily with you. Mainly she was getting away from the noise. But you wanted to believe it was for you at the time.

"How's your injury healing?"

You hadn't expected Erza to strike up a conversation, "It's fine. Are you hurt?"

Erza turned her stoic gaze to you, "No. Just need a moment from fighting those dumbasses."

You chuckled softly and you tried not to take offense to the shocked expression that quickly passed over her features. She averted her gaze and sighed before changing from her usual fighting armor into something casual. You would've asked to go to the infirmary if you weren't already there because HOT DAMN. She was a heartthrob in armor but casual clothes? She might as well have stabbed you herself.

"You seem to be growing more ill. Your face is red. Have you grown a fever?"

Erza stood and stepped closer, her eyebrows furrowing and causing this adorable tent between her eyes. She reached her hand out and in your panic that she'd question you further about the blush on your cheeks and neck, you shoved her hand away.

"Don't touch me." Your words came out colder than you intended, "Please..." You mumbled the final word and turned your gaze away, leaving Erza to leave you alone, slamming the door.

'I fucked up.' You thought to yourself.

Of course since then you had time to make an excuse and convinced Erza that you just didn't want to make her sick and weak with whatever was coming over you. Now you stood outside the guild doors, already regretting this idea. With a heavy sigh, you pushed one of the doors open and made your way into the blaring party space. Bass thumped against the walls, drinks were being tossed back like water at this point, and off to the side was Natsu and Grey fighting per usual. You decided to make your way through the crowd of sweaty, dancing people to the slightly empty bar and waved down Mirajane.

"Hey Mira! The usual?!" You had to shout for Mira to hear you.

She wasted no time sliding a pint of your favorite down the bar, which you caught effortlessly. You rotated your bar stool to face out to the crowd as you sipped, more like gulped, your drink down. You were trying to keep your nerves calm before they were even frantic. You bobbed your head softly to the sound of the music, until suddenly you were interrupted. A very drunk and very happy Lucy had pulled your drink from your hand and incoherently begged you to come dance.

She reached out for your hand and you pulled back, "Don't touch me." You spoke just loud enough to be heard over the music.

Lucy didn't seem to hear or care about the words you'd said because she grabbed your forearm before you could protest and basically threw you onto the dance floor. You felt the frown settling in on your face but the bass of the music was pulsing against your chest and the pint of alcohol you had nearly chugged was beginning to create a buzz within you. Your (e/c) eyes were becoming a bit clouded but you could feel the remnants of a smile tugging at the edge of your lips. Suddenly the room got louder, filling to the brim with cheers and hollering. Everyone, yourself included, migrated to a large circle that was forming. In the center, a spotlight was illuminating someone in the center of the group.