Hey Puddin's, Third installment of my Hallelujah series, based off the song by Rufus Wainwright. This time its Gruvia's turn to shine. Fun fact, I came up with the idea for these stories while watching an AMV for another fandom. My mind works in funny ways. I wish I owned Fairy Tail, by Mashima does.
Baby I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Juvia knew this wouldn't be easy. Relationships never were. Anything close to one she had in the past never worked. She didn't know how to make it work. But she would learn. She would learn for him.
She knew that they were both slightly broken, it was part of the reason she fell in love with him. He wore his pain, wore his past like a badge of honour. She knew he didn't fully know how to love her. It hadn't been until later in his life that he would see a functioning couple, his memories of the love his parents shared long blurred by time and tragedy. She had never even had that basis, the only thing she knew of love was what she pieced together from rotten ex-boyfriends.
They had both been marked by love before, and she acknowledged that. She just wanted for them to start. Because that was always the hardest step, it was always hardest to take that leap of faith and come out of your hiding spot. But in the end you could only hope it was worth it.
She thought that maybe, they could pick themselves up together, because if you're fighting a war, having an ally is helpful. She knew that loving him would take every ounce of strength she had, but she was fine with it.
Juvia never wanted an easy love, she never had anything given to her. Fighting for something made it that much more satisfying when she finally did get it, because she had earned it. She had marked it, and it had marked her. Love was nothing different. If it had been easy, Juvia wouldn't have been comfortable. Anything that came easy could be taken away just as fast. And in a world as unstable as Juvia had known, anything closer to safety meant the world.
So what if their love was broken, so what if neither of them were fully whole. It just meant that they could fix it, they could make a new love, one that was completely and wholly theirs.
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
And as Gray began opening up to her, slowly working up to those three words that would heal them ever further, Juvia knew that she wouldn't have it anyway. They were broken and fixed, their love should be the same, and then it would be everything she had hoped for.
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Did you guys enjoy this one? I really hoped you did.