Lyon couldn’t tear his eyes away from Juvia. The Water mage was radiant in her bridesmaid dress, flowers threaded through her hair and a smile on her lips as she chatted easily with the other guests, but what caught his attention was the genuine happiness in her eyes. He had always thought that she and Gray would eventually become an item, it was why he had stepped back, and yet here she was the bridesmaid at Gray and Lucy’s wedding without a trace of sadness or regret to be seen. Whilst he was relieved to see it, there was a dull ache in his chest as it occurred to him that he might have been wrong all along and he didn’t want to count the number of chances he had already thrown away…one thing was for sure though, he wasn’t about to throw this one away and so taking a deep breath and ignoring the knowing look Gray was sending him, he moved across to her as everyone began to move to the dance floor once more.
“Juvia. May I have this dance?”
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Fairytail Drabbles
RandomA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
