#herhorns

When she had been asked to move the orders from the mans carriage to their own, she hadn’t expected the direct attack. There had been a group of them who had robbed her of the jewel and the delivery of alcohol. She suspected they had high jacked the carriage from the beginning. Struggling against the binds, she partially believed that she would be here for a while before anyone noticed she was gone. That was until she heard the door open and Mirajane’s voice asking if she needed help before even fully stepping out into the alley way of the bar they had met the shipping men for. Looking up at her as she began her muffled yells and nodding. 

{{ Hello bean, we should talk again! I adore you too and I hope you’re doing well.. thank you very much

They had no intention to stay in Magnolia for long. In fact they were leaving tonight. A hand rustled a single letter from their coat. The words that rested between its pages made it feel all the heavier. More passionate words not worth writing, let alone being read. They tossed the letter forward and with their magic shredded it to pieces. Small scraps fluttered about in the dark like midnight snow. Peering in between the falling pieces they spotted a figure standing on a short bridge, one that allowed ease to the other side of the canal.

" It's fine. It's only a scratch. I promise. " mirajane was having trouble sleeping again. While making them dinner , the older strauss accidentally cut her hand.

Just the sight of blood dripping down her fingers was enough to alarm the middle brother. And even through the older’s attempt at reassuring, Elfman’s expression turned perplexed. “Nee-chan...”

❝ don’t look at me like that.   it’s just a  STAB  WOUND. ❞   pulling the pike from his gut ,   hidan doesn’t  BAT  AN  EYE at the blood pooling and staining his clothing.

             " — Did Norman tell you? "

      Hearing the word 'boyfriend' almost sent a chill down her spine. There's a hint tint of pink on her cheeks, being embarrassed at the matter, but if Mirajane heard about it, she had no objections. She knew she could trust her, not that they agreed to keep it on the down low.