Office Lover -Gruvia-

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Gray examined me from top to bottom. His eyes were as gentle as always, but their color was intensified.

"Should we start Juvia?"
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"Please don't stare like that...it's embarrassing," I confessed to Gray. He only just returned a whimsical grin.

"Sorry, please don't think I was getting any weird ideas, I was trying to figure out which dress would look good on you and I suppose I stared a bit too hard." He reassured me.

"I'll ease up on the gawking."

"That's not the problem..." I told him. Just having him glare at me was embarrassing. I felt like some schoolgirl with a raging crush all over again, when he looked at me.

"Is there anyway I can look without you feeling uncomfortable, Juvia?" He asked. I then shook my head.

"Aw, that's sad." He fake pouted.

"Well, let's do it the way you want. What kind of dress do you like Juvia?" He asked me. My eyes then quickly glanced around the room, and they immediately stopped on a lavender mermaid dress. The soft gradation of the color was a beauty to behold, and it looked just like something a princess would wear.

Gray caught me staring intently at the dress. "You're fond of this sort?" He questioned me.

"Yeah, it's really cute, it looks like the kind of princess dresses that I longed for when I was young." I truthfully told him.

"Would you like to be a princess Juvia?" He asked me with a gentle, questioning tone.

"I meant when I was a little girl...I always dreamed how a prince would come for me." I then gave out a little laugh.

"Pretty childish, right?" I asked Gray. He then just gave me a smile.

"No, it's cute. I like it." Gray told me.

"Plus, if you want a prince I'll gladly be yours." I knew he was joking, but it still made my heart skip a beat, probably not skip, but take a tremendous leap.

"Hey, have you made you're decision yet?" A voice from behind suddenly called. I turned around and saw Mr. Dragneel, his intimidating gaze could kill as he stared at us.

"I heard you wanted to borrow a dress..." His voice then trailed off.

"Is that you Juvia?" He asked probably now remembering me.

"Yes," I told him. He then gazed toward Gray.

"Hello, Gray. And what are you doing here? Trying to put the moves on her." He strictly questioned.

"Now, that would be the scandal, but no...she's my secretary." Gray explained. Mr.Dragneel gave Gray a doubtful, sharp stare.

"Juvia, watch yourself around this man...he'll use that sliver tongue of his to get you to do whatever he wants."

"Is that so?" I asked.

"Oh, please." Gray breathed. Mr.Dragneel's rigid eyes then went directly back to Gray.

"I heard about you when I went to New York for a designers conference recently, Lily, Daphne, Macy, Amy...people from all over the globe were complaining about you." Mr.Dragneel then pointed at Gray.

" 'Gray manipulates people to no end through his gentle speech,' they said." Mr.Dragneel smirked.

"How rude, I've been treating her well at the very least," Gray eyes then matched mine.

"Right, Juvia?" Gray asked.

"Y-yes!" I called. Mr.Dragneel then rolled his chocolate-colored eyes. Gray then moved closer to me, and wrapped his arm around my waist. I immediately felt like that schoolgirl again.

"We must be going now, the party will be starting in only a short amount of time, plus I plan to stop at a salon to get Juvia's makeup, and hair done. Thanks for the dress, my old friend." Gray said to the pink-haired man.

"Let's get going, Juvia."