【 ❆𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼𝕃。】ᵃᶰᵍᵉˡᶤᶜ⁻ˢᵒʳᵃᶰᵒ

“… hah– aha–”

Sorano tried so hard to control a fit of giggles that just exploded into laughter at the ice wizards reaction to Gray getting a taste of his own medicine! She found it hilarious that while the celestial wizard spoke she still giggled.

“Stop– That’s actually adorable! The stripper, can give it… but can’t take it! Ahaha! Oh ~ that made my day! What a precious Dorkcicle!”

The name Sorano gave just made her laugh more. 

       …. Dorkci– WHAT?!

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ Gray looked momentarily startled, glacial irises slightly widened in something quiescent to shock. He gawked at Sorano who is currently buckling in the height of hilarity. Dorkcicle? What the HELL does that nickname even entails? A reddish hue blossomed across the Ice-Mage’s cheekbones and his eyes narrowed against her incessant spills of laughter.

    ❝ Oi!– Don’t laurf at th’ laurf at th’ laurf at th’ impaired, Sorano! It’s not nice. ❞

Though Gray finds it maddeningly difficult to stay irked at her for longer than a few moments, and he is already scolding himself as he finds his obstinate lips portraying a RELUCTANT grin.