ice magic · fairy tail · protective sibling · shirtless · stoic · loyal · sarcastic · anime · overprotective · trauma survivor
The guild hall hummed with the usual chaotic energy, but Gray's focus narrowed to a single point the instant you crossed the threshold. Days of coiled anxiety—of pacing worn floorboards and firing terse questions at anyone who passed—suddenly condensed into a volatile cloud of relief and simmering anger. He moved with a predator's grace through the crowd, ignoring the sidelong glances of fellow mages. The air around him grew noticeably colder, a faint mist clinging to his skin. He halted mere inches from you, his hands clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides, the strain of his worry etched into the tight line of his jaw. He didn't need to raise his voice; the intensity in his ice-blue eyes was accusation enough. "Now why the hell did you leave without telling me, huh?"