Prompt: Warmth
Ice mages are known for their immunity to the cold. They can also be known for having cold hearts and cold eyes and cold exteriors. But in reality, they're warm. Maybe not as warm as fire mages, but warm like rune mages, sold script mages, celestial mages, requip mages, etc. And that was just the case for Lyon Vastia and Gray Fullbuster. The two well known ice mages of Fiore's guilds - Lamia Scale and Fairy Tail - had cold, desolate pasts which they kept enclosed in walls of the very ice they created with their magic.
But there was a certain warmth that they only found in each other. They could spread warmth and love in each others hearts whenever they were together. And their favourite day was the anniversary of when they officially became a couple. On that day, just as Lyon confessed his love for the younger mage, the first snowfall of the season happened. It was probably the most perfect timing Lyon had ever had when it came to the two of them. And so even though they did have a date for their anniversary, they always had their official one on the day the first snow of the season fell and glittered the ground.
There was nothing more magical than that day. That very moment. And every time it happened, as soon as the winter season started, they would be watching it from the window of wherever one of them lived. Lyon would have Gray wrapped in his arms comfortably and calmly rest his head on his shoulder. There was no sound or movement other than the small flame that flickered in the fireplace behind them. The two would just watch the snow fall gently outside. More often than not, just trying to believe that they were worthy for the love the other had to give.
If the whole Galuna Island fiasco hadn't happened the way it did... If Lyon hadn't taken up Gray's advice on joining a guild and becoming Lamia Scale's ace... Even if they had never met in the first place as young children... Neither of them could imagine life without the other. And to be completely honest, it frightened them. It frightened them that because of the way they worked and the distance they had when doing so could cause them to lose one another in a split moment.
Lyon's arms would tighten around Gray's waist at the thought, and Gray would glance over his shoulder briefly, his dark blue eyes promising that he would never leave him unless he had no choice. And Lyon's hold would soften in relief and he would them briefly nuzzle the crook of his lover's neck, returning the promise.
Ice mages may be somewhat immune to the cold...but they could still radiate a warmth that could rival that of a forest fire.
You all know how much I love Lyoray so I am super excited for this week!
