AN: I feel obligated to inform you that I wrote this chapter listening to I'm not in love by 10cc. Also, I hope you enjoy this chapter more than the last, seeming as it flopped so badly. I apologise.
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The morning after, it was just Lucy and I alone in the dorms. Lucy was cuddled up on the couch indulging in some crappy sitcoms, while I blankly stood in the kitchen, reimagining my emotionally confusing, also draining, night. It never ever crossed my mind that one day Gray would tell me he loves me. Lyon kissing me, now that made more sense. He was my date, and there was no denying he had a thing for me.
With Gray and I, that was a whole different story. We were easily provoked by one another, and sometimes even hostile in our behaviour. Ever since that ridiculous dare, that stupid kiss, everything's changed. He no longer makes inappropriate remarks. I no longer tease him and his egotistical personality. Actually, his ego seemed to have minimised.
"Hey, didn't Gray have his number under his name on his door?" I asked completely out of nowhere.
Lucy eyed me strangely from the couch, "Uh... no that was actually Natsu's. I'm surprised he hasn't graffitied your door yet." She chortled, turning back to her sitcom yet only to turn back again, "Wait, why?"
I was aware of the harsh rejection I was going to receive from that man, so I thought I'd call him and get it out of the way. Problem is, surprisingly I didn't have his number.
"Uh... well, I just wanted to keep in contact with him." That should've been a reasonable excuse.
"Oh. I'd give it to you, but I don't have it myself. Ask Natsu when he gets back."
I shrugged it off. Maybe I could just wait until Monday for him to give me the talk. I knew exactly what he was going to say. After he's done with that main point, he'll ask me to keep my mouth zipped about it. Like I was going to tell anyone anyway.
Instead of waiting for Natsu to return to the dorms and retrieve Gray's digits, I decided to just get dressed and head over to his place. After all, I was still concerned for him. It's the anniversary of his mother's death. He hasn't been himself at all.
I wonder how the aftermath will turn out.
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I had the excuse of seeing him anyway, he left a few of his belongings at the dorms, so once I returned him those he wouldn't chase me away.
9:47am, I patiently knocked at his door. I was still mildly irritated that he beat me to the apartment, and also found it a little funny of the coincidence. The biggest city in the country, and he picks this apartment. It's almost fate.
A few grunts from the other side, and the door opened. He'd never appeared more exhausted. Dark circles hanging under his eyes, the colour faded in his skin. I doubted he actually slept. He was in a dark t-shirt, and black joggers. His hair frizzy and rough, by the squished cushions on the couch I could spot he most likely never left it.
"Juv..." I think he'd only call me "Juv" once, in a sarcastic, demeaning way. This, I didn't know what it was out of, "What do you want?" He groaned.
I stuttered for a moment, a little puzzled as his greeting was by far more polite than I expected it to be. "Y-You left some of your stuff behind." I held out my hand, giving him the bag which was filled with a few game controllers, and some text books.
He narrowed his eyes as he took the bag, and dropped it behind the door frame. He refused to take another glance at me as the door closed.
So that's it? I was kind enough to drive in heavy traffic and that was all I got? As much as I wanted to get all worked up that he continued his unneeded harshness, I had to recall he's having a hard time. The other night he was kind to me, he's just reliving this cycle.
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