Kitchen Fairy (Gruvia)

Recipe 6

Juvia sat on Gray's bed, tissues stuffed in her nose. Gray causally ate his porridge as Juvia pouted.

"Who answers the door in their boxers?" Juvia complained. Gray casted a scowl her way before continuing his porridge. "I get too hot ok? I thought it was just Jellal coming, he doesn't mind anymore."

"Well, Juvia will forever mind! Buy a robe!" Gray grunted in response. Juvia leaned on her arm as she readjusted herself to be lying down on her stomach.

"How is your cold?"

"Well I sweated a little and I'm getting better. Fever, gone." He spoke bluntly as he played his spoon. His hand subconsciously played with his t-shirt, threatening to pull it off. Juvia came to stand next to the desk, her head tilted in curiosity.

"Has Lyon-senpai come by?" Gray's face contorted from the mention of his step-brother. He stood abruptly and towered over Juvia.

"Don't mention that traitor." His voice was cold and Juvia stood stiff. Juvia stared into Gray's eyes with a worried look. Gray sighed before sitting back down, his forehead resting on his hands.

"Gray-sama..."

"You wouldn't understand Juvia. That guy is just bad news for me." He looked up to see her staring intently at him. Juvia was studying his face before she suddenly bursted out, "Come to Jellal's Dinner at 6! If you're not there, Juvia will..kill you!" She ran away slamming the door behind her. Gray sighed to himself before turning red.

"T-This isn't a date right?!"

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Gray made his way to the diner, hands in his pockets. He saw someone at the diner door and sighed, relieved. The person turned to hold the door open and Gray's scowl reappeared.

"Why are you here?" He hissed at Lyon, Lyon smirking in reply. Gray quickly turned around, mumbling as he started to leave. Lyon chuckled while saying, "You're leaving because of me? What a childish move."

Gray turned back to Lyon, his cheeks puffed. He was marching towards Lyon when Juvia materialized.

"You're here! Come on guys, it's cold outside!" Juvia waved them inside quickly. She wore a frilly apron with blue ribbons. She had matching ribbons in her hair that held pigtails up. Both of them were in awe as they scanned the diner. Everything was spotless and the tables looked new. There was even a polished Jellal, grumbling in the corner.

"Welcome to Jellal's Diner!"