Juvia immediately wilted under her boss' gaze, his eyes, though she assumed it had been a rough night, were still bright, and mischievous. His grip on her arm wakes her from her eye obsessed trance. "U-Um.." She sputtered.
Gray looked down, and back up to her face, and let go of her arm. "Sorry." He ran his fingers through his dark hair. God. Help. Juvia. Lockser.
Where even was she?
"Let's talk over breakfast."
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She's halfway into her second blueberry pancake when he clears his throat, slouching in the cushy bench style seat, a cup of untouched black coffee sitting in front of him.
"We didn't sleep together."
Juvia chokes on her bite of food. She dissolves into a coughing fit, and Gray reaches across the table. "Juvia?"
Hand on her chest, she looks at him, and sighs. "I was trying not to think of that, thank you very much."
He rolls his eyes. "Well, as soon as we remember exactly what happened, we can stop thinking about it."
Juvia puts down her fork, and nods her head in agreement.
She lets her mind ponder what happened the previous night.
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It was a great show, and the energy of the crowd was purely electric, so the casino they had performed at invited them to stay in their partner company's hotel for the night, and Gray had the bright idea to go to the casino's lounge to drink to the night's success.
She was just working convincing her Gray-sama to stop throwing 'em back so quickly when someone sat next to them… And Juvia's head goes blank.
Okay, so Juvia went to a bar with Gray, with no intention of drinking, and woke up in a classy hotel room, hungover? That makes no sense! Juvia sighed, and saw that Gray was still pushing to remember, a silence looming over the table. She tries to concentrate harder.
A person sat next to them. A woman! Scantily dressed, eyeliner clad! Juvia was on a roll! She internally highfives herself. What next?
Juvia faintly recalls the woman fawning over Gray, her dark tresses lingering over his broad shoulder as she whispered in his ear, lacquered lips spouting confidence. Shit! Juvia recalls saying something like, "He's mine" or "Hands off!", seeing the man eater smirk and pour two glasses full of clear liquid, and push one towards her.
Oh god. A drinking contest. Juvia did not drink.
She could only assume it did not go well, but she'd have to ask Gray later.
Which only left her and Gray leaving. Together? Yeah, sounds about right. She remembers dandelion yellow- a taxi! No drunk driving! Score!
"I think I've got all of it." He says. "We got drunk, went to my hotel room, where I fell asleep on impact of my bed, and you took off your dress and hopped right in!"
She remembers they were both incredibly drunk, and she had been wearing her stage clothes, a beautiful shining gold mini dress, it was rather uncomfortable. Maybe, in her drunken stupor, she had taken it off! Perfect, if it was true.
"Oh! That makes sense!" Juvia perks up. Except for as she said that, she felt a twinge of remembrance. She ignored it and went back to her pancakes.
"Then we're all good, then?" He stands up, still in the booth.
"Oh, yes, Gray-sama!" She nods.
"I'll bring your stuff to rehearsal later, okay?"
She smiles. "Great!"
"See you then." He leaves enough money to pay for Juvia's pancakes on the table, and leaves, the bell at the door jingling as she saw him hop in his car.
Juvia takes her phone out of her pocket for the first time since the previous afternoon.
Oh no.
32 missed calls.
She dials his number, and takes a deep breath.
"Gajeel-kun…"
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