Campus (fairytail) (gruvia) (Nalu)

Cant reason.

"Give. Them. Privacy." Juvia huffed out, her fingers pinching his ear hard, dragging him into her dorm.

"Ow, ow, ow! Would you stop that?!"

"Would you stop being yourself?" with that she let his ear go, marching into her dorm room with heavy footsteps, her heart ringing in her ear.
She didn't notice the heavy footsteps behind her, opening her door she moved to slam it but stilled.

"Let's go." juvia gritted out quietly, opening the door of her dorm with a clenched slender hand.

Bowing his head, he followed after her with a sigh. Walking past her, she waited for him to pass the frame and the sound of it slamming shut made him flinch.

"Wow, you closed that door quite angrily. You should really invest in some therapy." joking wittily, his back met the back of her loveseat spreading his body over it.

Juvia glared at him splayed out on her couch with his legs crossed. "You're the reason I need it. So save me the money and shut up."

"No...We need to talk." His teasing voice dropped entirely catching Juvia in an even more cranky mood.

"I don't have to," she yelled hurtfully, her voice holding an easy pickable resentment. Cracks and pitches changing with a mix of the heartbreak he had.

Being told no. He got up heading over to the blue-ish purple room in the hall, opening the door juvia ran after him trying to shut the door so he couldn't get in.

It seemed her hurt dissipated with a groan. Her hands pushed over his arm, slapping it a few times. She should've known.

Laughing, he pushed her into her room closing the door behind him. Standing in front of him, she squinted her eyes in a glare, her heart ringing louder.

Grabbing his shirt she threw him on her bed, backing up to her door. He was always stubborn.
Pursing her lips she leaned against her door with her arms crossed defensively. "Talk." She ordered, impatiently tapping her foot.

He had a surprised smile, being knocked onto her bed in such a way. Situating himself with a smile, he smelled her pillow, hugging it in his chest. A comforting scent of lavender and raspberries. It was her scent. "Well, how are you Juvia?" he asked with a softer tone, his smile too happy to be his.

"Irritated annoyed, angry, seething, pissed, ticked off. Wanting my boyfriend," she mumbled leaning her head back into the wood.

The word boyfriend changed the atmosphere.

It changed his happy smile and turned the room silent.

"What's his name?" He asked quietly, his eyes locked on the floor, tears begging to escape with his question repeated in his head

"..Why would I tell you that?" She asked, the feelings of doubt in his request trembling out of her steady breathing.

"Oh, really?" He glared, jabbing his elbow into his stomach. grabbing the stuffed animal at her nightstand.

Juvia's sneer faltered, her mouth dropping a little. Stepping forward she released her crossed arms. "You wouldn't" she warned softly, her eyes looking at the item in his hand.

"I don't want to, but I'll rip princess puffer's head off." he argued, tensing his hand around her throat to the gnawing of his heartbeat.

"LET GO OF HER WITH YOUR GRIMY HANDS!" She shouted stalking up to him abruptly. Her hands reached for the purple cat in a cute pink sparkly dress.

"WHAT'S HIS NAME?! OR PRINCESS PUFFER IS GETTING IT!"

"YOU'RE SCARING HER! LOOK AT HER!"

"NO, SHE'S NOT! SHE'S NOT EVEN REAL!"