He could not stand that talk. The water mage has not only began to bother him multiple times a week, now she even began to be bragging about all that boring, and bothering, stuff he had no interrest in knowing.
Well, he did not mind having her in his appartment, there was not many people who would come to visit at his place near the train station, because of the noise,because of the whole state the lousy house was in, and…and well, because it was HIS house.
Juvia was the only one who actually did not mind him as a person and he could always be himself in her presence.
But yeah, sometimes she DID bother him a bit.
„Juvia did the lunch for hours and Gray-sama did not even taste him. Juvia has been trying SO much with pleasing him and Gray-sama does not like Juvia."
She was sobbing at his kitchen table.
He was really sick of her doing this. He had no experience in dealing with a woman´s tears and if he tried to help, it would always end in a dissaster.
Like that one time he would go and kick Gray´s ass. Juvia cought him in the act and was even more a mess than before. Then that one time he took advice from Mirajane and let her cry on his shoulder, just that his shoulder rusted and he had fucking scar from it there ven now.
For this time, he just decided he would give her time and proceeded to march across the kitchen there and back, as she was murning her own efforts.
„Juvia does not know what she should do. Gray-sama does not love Juvia!"
she broke out into even more tears.
Yeah, hell, that was no secret that that ice idiot did not love her back, but the fact that she actually said it was quite suprising. Even as much as to make the iron mage stop and stare at her for a few seconds.
„There…"
he began and Juvia turned to him with her watery eyes.
Shit! He had no idea what he was actually going to say.
„There…there…there is surely someone for you out there." He ended the sentence nervously. Why was her crying giving him so much trouble, he DID want to make her feel good again, but what the hell was he supposed to do for it?
Well, what he said had absolutely the opposite effect as of what he would have hoped for, since the rain woman started to cry even more.
„Who would have ever wanter Juvia?! Juvia is doing everything she can with Gray-sama and it does not work! There is noone who loves Juvia!"
He took a confused step forward, but stopped again, not knowing how to actually help her.
„Ain´ t like nobody would give a shit about ya…"
he began. Not a good beginning, even he knew that.
„…hey, that, that other ice guy, he likes ya, ya know, that´s something."
In the end he was quite hapy how he ended it. Ha that will cheer her up.
„Lyon- kun likes Juvia only because Juvia liked Gray-sama!" she broke down again, giving the Iron mage a shock as he noticed the little puddle of water under her.
he could not leave her cry him a river.
„There are much more fish in the sea, ya know?"
No response.
„Much more guys in the guild, everyone would be happy about getting it on with ya, hell you won the third place on that sexy contest, remember, someone must have voted for ya!"
She looked at him, probably expecting him to continue.
But hell, that was all he had to say, and it was probably the most positive thing he was able to say to her.
She saw his clueless ness and got back to her little teary world, tough he would swear she calmed down a little.
„Ya just have to find the right one for ya, ya know? Ya got the power, the porsonality, the looks…ya even got that rainy weather under control, that´s something, right?"
„Gray-sama helped me with that…"
Shit!
How much this guy involved in her life? Everything had something to do with him, fuck him, fuck this situation!
„The hell he helped you with that, he ain´t around and it doesn´t rain!"
well, aside of the tears anyway.
It did ot help…nothing helped. And so he gave up on this one. He didn´t want her to feel even worse and so he just left her there, at his kitchen table, and went to the bedroom.

He woke up to the sound of a crossing train got up. Oh, there was a blanket. Did he ever have a blanket at this place?
He left it on the bed and proceeded to the kitchen.
another strange thing. It smelled like food…like…something delicious.
How big was his surprise as he found his kitchen quite cleaned and a specific young blue-haired woman making food.
„What thehell…"
„Gajeel-kun."
she turned to him with a smile.
Well, she didn´t cry anymore, he would give her that.
„What ´s this?"
he looked the place over, sitting down to the table, perfectly set for a brekfast, with a tea ith little pieces of metal.
„It´s breakfast! Tea, and iron rolls, freshly baked, and…"
„No, not that, what are ya doing here?"
„Juvia…gajeel was ro generous to let her sleep here tonight so…Juvia made him a breakfast for it."
Wait…did she just say she slept here? On the table?
Hell, he could think of some things to the on the table, but sleeping wasn´t one of them. He felt kind of bad for not taking better care of her.
„hey, ya listen, I…"
„No…" she turned. „Gajeel-kun, please do not do this to Juvia, she tried to make you happy, Juvia tried to…" her eyes began to water again.
„´Kay…´kay…"
came from Gajeel and he quickly grabed the teacup and drank all that was i nit, proceeding to grab the rolls as well and eating.
Well, if she gets over that jerk by maing him breakfasts, ell, what ever, he did not really care that much. At least she seemed to be in a better mood now.
„Gajeel- kun…"
he looked at her across the table while chewing one of her creations. Good thing she did not mind his lack of manners by eating.
„Thank you."
she smiled.
He stopped for a moment. He never saw a smile like that from he. It was warm and happy, not like that Juvia in Phantom Lord, not like that Juvia from yesterday…a new Juvia…a happy one. Somehow, it made him happy and he grinned back at her.
Hell, he was happy to have her there.