Chapter 8- Date

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Gray's POV

I look dumb. Hot. But dumb.

I wearing a suit and I have some blue flowers. I knock on Juvia's door and as expected, she opens it in less than a second.

"Gray-sama!" she says as she embraces me a little too tight.

"J-Juvia. The flowers. I can't breathe!" I choke out and she let's go.

We drove to the restaurant and took our seats at the table I reserved. It was on the roof top, we had a good view of Magnolia city.

"Juvia is thankful for this!" She smiled.

"Y-Yeah." I say.

We ordered our food. And Juvia looks at the glowing city lights beneath us. She was wearing a tight silver dress. Her hair was up in a messy yet perfect side ponytail. She looked absolutely gorgeous.

Her nose twitched a little. I softly smiled. I've come to learn that it just means she's feeling nervous. Cute, yeah?

I blush at my thoughts.

"Juvia? Don't be nervous, it's just me." I laugh.

Juvia blushes.

"Juvia is not nervous." She says as she fiddles with her fingers.

The waiter arrives with our food but gives me a weird look before leaving us. We thank for the food and dig in.

"Darling?" Juvia asks.

"Yes?" I say.

"Your clothes..." she giggles.

I look down and see myself in only my pants. At least I'm just missing my shirt. WHEN DID I TAKE IT OFF?! I put my clothes back on.

"Why did Gray ask Juvia out?" Juvia asked.

Why did I? Because I like- love you. But I won't admit it.

"The food is delicious!" I say, trying to change the subject.

Juvia frowns but smiles.

"Yeah, it is. Gray?" She says softly.

"Yeah?"

"Did Gray-sama only agree to go on a date with Juvia out of pity? If you hate Juvia that much, you could of said so." Juvia frowns.

Come on, Gray. Look what you did.

Her eyes began to water a little and tugged at my heart. I've always hated seeing her cry. I don't hate her. I love her. Since High-school.

I laugh a little.

"What's so funny?" Juvia says, a clear change of mood.

"How could I hate you?" I say.

I leaved forward to grab her chin and lift it upward. I place a gentle kiss on her lips. I caressed her hand on the table. with my other hand. She freezed but melted into the kiss. I mentally smirked. I break the kiss and smile at her. Trying to hide the fact that I was just as nervous as she was. Probably even more.

"I love you. I don't hate you at all. Forgive me for making it seem that way. So, what do you? Would you like to be my girlfriend?" I ask.

Her eyes sparkle as she violently nods. I laugh. Juvia stands up and inhales deeply.

"Juvia? What are you-"

"HEARD THAT PEOPLE?! GRAY-SAMA IS JUVIA'S BOYFRIEND! JUVIA WON!" She screams at the top of her lungs.

We gain stares and a couple of giggles. I slide down on my chair trying to cover my face.

Great.

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