To get away from her. To disappear from her life, to vanish from her thoughts… that had been his he had fought teeth and claws to resist to the temptation, he had.
But Erza… she drew him in like a magnet. Whether she knew it or not, she wouldn't let him leave. And, deep down, even if he knew that is was wrong - that loving him could compromise her reputation, career, success and (god forbid) her security -, the truth was that these resolves of his did not stand a chance against the entity of power and strenght that was Titania, Queen of the Fairies.
She drew him in like a magnet, yes. He felt as if, even if he completely faded from the surface of the continent… he'd somehow find his way back to her.
If she didn't find HER way back to him first.
They'd lost so much, had lost each other as well so many times. But destiny, stubborn as it was, kept making their paths cross.
And he was growing tired to fight fate.
- - - - - Maybe it was time to stop. To accept defeat.
.
Maybe it was time to come home between her arms.