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affectionaterain:

 

Happy is the word he uttered, and Juvia was a bit flustered by that sort. By the way he made it sound, it was like he was never happy in his life. Never once felt that soothing underbite of pure bliss. Juvia felt sorry for him. A frown appeared, and even though hearing those words made her feel a bit bad for him, she was glad she could help someone feel such an emotion. It was practically the first time someone had told her that they felt that way because of her. Happy. Not gloomy. Nor even depressed. No rain, but still nice to hear.

Juvia wasn’t going to be mean to Lyon-Sama. Brushing off a person is very rude. Juvia thought Lyon-Sama could use the company since he was in town.” It was the reason. The real reason. No sugar coding it whatsoever. “Juvia does not have a problem being friendly to Lyon-Sama. After all, Lyon-Sama is brothers with Gray-Sama. It’s polite.” 

Small fingers creased their grips on the coat wrapped around her shoulders. Eyes diverted away from the other’s and onto the fluffy snow that was gently laying on the ground like a blanket. Pure bliss. Happy. How could one think such ways of her? She brought doom and gloom onto everyone and it was thanks to Gray that she had found the sunlight and was shown the true beauty of herself. But never had she been— told as happy. 

“Lyon-Sama, how does Juvia make Lyon-Sama happy? Juvia does not understand how or why that is. All Juvia’s life she has brought gloom to everyone’s day. How come Juvia makes Lyon-Sama happy?” Yes, it was bothering her. More than he would understand. How could the depressing rain make someone smile?

Falling in love. And that was what he felt or at the least that he believed. His heart often shouted for happiness and sadness. Sadness because he knew that she liked someone else, and that someone else was his brother and enemy at the same time, and happiness because she gives him happiness and his heart was beating fast whenever she was with him. 

Hearing her response, his lips tugged a more wider smile. “Then I feel good to hear that Juvia.” Lyon felt satisfied with what he heard. At least it was not a tough response. Although it was not a response of love,  but it was a good response.

Her new question was somewhat difficult to answer, because he neither knew how to answer his own feelings, even though Lyon has tried to show his love for her, she never realized his existence. How would he explain his happiness?, very hard. He never talked about his feelings with someone, only with Gray but that did not count.

With a small sigh, Lyon tried to find the correct answer. Leaving the seat, his legs walked to the frozen fountain,  the soft and pink cheeks returned again.  He turned and looked at her with a smile. “But you have not brought gloom to me….” the ice mage paused. “Gray makes you happy when you see him,right?” Lyon’s smile slightly faded with his words.  “ the way you feel when you’re with him, that is how I feel when I’m with you, with much happiness…” Looking down while he was whispering. “Juvia… I had never felt this feeling and It’s rare…” The feeling of being in love with someone and be ignored by that person.

  1. affectionaterain reblogged this from subzeroemperor and added:
    Juvia was glad to make him a bit happier. The drops of the rain falling, made her feel at ease, but she never minded the...
  2. subzeroemperor reblogged this from affectionaterain and added:
    Sometimes the truth hurts, sometimes one prefers not to hear the truth and simply fool itself with a lie or false...