Imagine Draknarok showing an interest in you and Javi not taking it well.
“Draknarok,” you muttered.
“You remembered my name?” The Sporix Beast seemed surprised. You nodded, wondering if he was going to attack you next. “You know my name,” he continued, touched.
His superiors really must have been rude if basic politeness flattered him. Before you could think of a response, he rested a hand on the tree and crossed his leg.
Uh oh, where’s dragon guy going with this?
“Get away from her!” Javi shouted.
“Do you know what happens if a Sporix Beast fights long enough?” Draknarok asked you, huskily, before turning to the Ranger. “Newsflash, we grow!”
You carefully raised your gaze while your boyfriend grabbed the tail of his “rival” and swung.










