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Whimsical yearnings from withdrawn nostalgia, suddenly sprung forth with intensity. Quizzical features emerged into visibility; embarrassment slicing through incredulity as as unwonted radiance hastily embellished his visage. Pinkish tints enhanced contrasting ivory flesh, as centered nostrils would flare uncontrollably. A kiss to be presented to Erza; companion since childhood. Albeit imagery skimming borders of relevant predicaments, arose during adolescence, a pursuit never met contemplation, not even for a mere moment. Chasing something so frivolous and incomprehensible is imprisoned in unattainable depths, much to his own internal obstacles effect.

     Cogitation maintained silence, as opposed to the entirely opposite habitual tendency, of thoughtless calamity, or nonchalance utterance. Truly a rare sight to behold, notwithstanding their apparent closeness and comradeship. Trust within his infamous teammate is unquestionable, however, aside from being enthralled in missions, ambiances fear from straying elsewhere, instead continuing the usual permeation of casual lounging. Introverted barriers prevent unforthcoming thoughts to become vocalized; therefore, atmospheres are consistently preferable. No tension or hostility. Well, with the exception of Fairy Tail’s notorious chaos transpiring infrequently.

     Now, envisaging over her unforeseen proposal, oculars scrutinized over the female standing before him. Inspecting her keen ability to retain absolute composure whilst within unusual situations, a somewhat rush of envy struck him, only to be disregarded moments afterwards to prioritize to foreboding fate approaching the duo. Affection, a kiss; one bearing thoughts too deep to become spoken, so ultimately, become conveyed throughout this presumably conventional method. Despite his shameless disinterest in kissing, no loophole to dismiss this predicament was noted. Thus, his designated target became locked on as eyes narrowed on their current objective.

     ”Y-You better not go freakin’ out after we’re done with this! After all, you k-kinda started this,” he spoke, attempting to grasp hold of a dauntless tone, but failed miserably since distinct stuttering was likely perceived, due to Erza’s rather sherp skills of perception and overall observation. Concluding that the inevitable was hastily drawing nearer, his pinkish blush deepened to red extents; appearing to hold a distinguishable resemblance in colouring to Erza’s own crimson locks. Briefly noting their length and radiance, he deliberately refrain from becoming enthralled by it’s noticeable appeal, as he’s done countless timer prior to this bothersome interaction.

     Without further delay, Gray’s gumption immediately began undergoing a metamorphosis into courage; daring him to embrace her supposed challenge of intimacy. Adrenaline spurring him onward, coursing throughout his veins, as his heartbeat raced rapidly, apprehensive concerns were wiped away and shadowed deep beneath expectancy. Thus, the surprisingly fully clothed Ice-Mage initialized his pursuit. A stern visage transpired as ocular became wide, so they could fully lock with those bewitching ones entrancing him further each passing moment. Glimpsing over her form shrouded in armor, Gray momentarily grazed maxilla against his lower lip, and then inched himself closer without leisure. Placing one hand underneath her chin, and then one atop her head, he reluctantly raised it and allowed wintry lips to land upon the bridge of her nose. Aligned in the center, his lips slightly puckered forth, as the hand overhead of her being began swiftly coursing throughout her extensive strands of crimson; interlocking with the fleecy locks, and thoughtlessly encompassing them within his frigid grasp.

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Gray, become Erza’s Valentine? The withdrawn, infamous stripper, bearing romantic significance in celebration, with the forthcoming Titania; prominent Queen of the Fairies, so to speak. That was the proposal which had presented itself before him; undoubtedly unforeseen, albeit deeming pleasant or unpleasant is still up for debate. Without delay, his visage became visible to withholding consternation, interspersed with possible indignation. Approaching with apprehension discomposing him further each passing moment can only possibly lead to the foreboding consequences of speaking out of order, and causing something tragic befall him, courtesy of the woman standing before him. Notwithstanding him recognizing such, maintaining his accustomed deportment, of rather calm and collected attributes is far beyond his grasp.

     A lingering sensation permeated his cheek; yes, the astoundingly exhilarating chilling touch from her armor-coated fingertip was acknowledged. Though the contact was brief, the impact was vast, not necessarily due to aggression, merely from the unwonted feeling upon his flesh. However, the sensations undergoing beneath his flesh weren’t of habitual tendencies. Petite adrenaline pumping his anxiousness to unbearably containable extents, in addition to unquestionable waves of discomfort, noting that the duty of a Valentine, typically accompanies activities in association to amorous and romantic affairs. His own yearnings of debauchery disregarded for the time being, a broad scowl furthered it’s visibility, as oculars discreetly narrowed, while ensuring direct eye contact was kept throughout the duration of the bothersome silence. Despite the quietness, tranquil couldn’t be more far away; agitation was present, not only present, but deepening as time grew onward.