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Laxus sighed, slamming his front door as he entered his home. He was fed up...Everything was so perfect until it came.
The urge.
He knew it was the last stage. And...Laxus panicked. He didn't know what to do and he stormed off.
He wasn't angry at Freed, but Freed has every right to be angry with him. He pretty much stormed off and shouted for no apparent reason, and on top of that spoilt the lovely evening the both of them shared. But with Freed's worry about the marking stage it was bound to happen.
He was bound to panic and...Lash out.
He is worried. Worried about Freed being scared of him. Although it doesn't seem big, the idea of Freed being even intimated by him does numbers on his heart. He would hate to see anything even remotely similar to the small amount of terror on Fr
