Juvia woke up to a ray of sunlight on her face. She blinked her eyes, and thought that she must be dreaming and that she shouldn't wake up now. Shortly after she closed her eyes, she heard a knock on her door.

It was Laxus, "Juvia are you alright?" he was asking.

"Juvia will be up in a little while," she replied. She remembered a dream. However, glancing at her new robe, she realized that it was not a dream, but an actual event.

How could she be in a sleeping robe when she was picking up Grain in the train station and she lost consciousness afterwards?

Like watching puzzled solved itself, Juvia could feel her face was flushed. She immediately ran towards the door only to open it frantically.

"Thought you still wanted to sleep."

"Why Juvia is in a sleeping robe? Did Laxus-sama change Juvia's clothes?" She asked meekly and looked very embarrassed.

Laxus furrowed his brows. "So what if I did? It's not like I've never seen you naked before."

Juvia looked up at him, surprised, and still felt so embarrassed. He had never been so blunt like this before. "B- but it's all accident," she murmured.

"It's not me. It's Mirajane, the woman who found you yesterday helped dressing you up."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and before she got the chance to spoke, Laxus continued, "I am sorry about yesterday. I was really harsh on you last night."

The tenderness in his voice tone aroused a sensation of warmth down her skin and made her apologetic at the same time, for all trouble she had made last night. She remembered that he called her plenty of times, and she always hang up the phone. "Juvia is also sorry too, she shouldn't just storm out like that." Her voice filled with guilt and pain, remembering that she didn't meet Gray last night.

She thought he would mock her, flourishing his triumph. He had warned her, yet she didn't listen. And she ended up in his place again.

Yet, he didn't

He bent down to gently patted her head, lowering his head beside her and saying, "I'm glad you are alright."

Before Juvia got the chance to reply him, Laxus scoffed, "Brush your teeth. Your breath stinks."

Terribly embarrassed, she immediately slammed the door closed, leaving Laxus chuckled.

##

Juvia's fingers flew over the keys of the computer's keyboard, but with her mind being elsewhere, she kept finding mistakes in her typing that she had to go back and fix. She couldn't worrying about Gray. She hadn't heard a word from him since last night. At first, she thought that Gray was just bailing out again. But the more she thought about it, the more worried she became. What if something bad happened to him, thus, he couldn't respond to her call. She would rather having Gray bailed out on her than anything bad happened to him.

"Juvia-san?"

She looked up to see the magnificent, warm smile of a beautiful woman who had saved her last night. Her jaw dropped and she immediately stood up from her chair.

"Mira-san, thank you so much for last night. Juvia is sorry that Juvia didn't get your phone number, and Juvia didn't bring the sleeping robe, and—"

Juvia was at a loss for words, but Mirajane just giggled.

"No need to be so formal, Juvia-san. I'm as surprised as you to see you here. I didn't know that you're Laxus' secretary."

Juvia was surprised by the mention of his name. She only called her boss by his first name, and she suddenly remembered that yesterday Laxus also only called her by her first name. Could it be that they were—?

"Is Laxus available?"

Her question snapped Juvia back before she could complete her train of thought.

"Laxus-sama's having a meeting now. But he should be soon."

Mirajane told her with a pleased smile. "Great, I'll wait until he comes back," she then continued, "Laxus is my ex-husband," she told Juvia as if she could read her mind.

Juvia's eyes widened, "Huh?"

"Just in case you're wondering," she smiled mischievously.

Juvia had worked for Laxus a little over a year and she heard rumors too about his ex-wife that they divorced because he found out his wife secretly worked as an escort. Mirajane was beautiful and she had delicious curve any woman would envy. Yet, Juvia didn't think that could be the reason of their divorce.

The next few silent seconds, Mirajane seemed to read her mind. A wounded smile tilted her lips. "I hope you're not thinking I am an escort," Mirajane said.

Felt compelled to speak before she got the wrong idea, Juvia replied, "No. Juvia doesn't think Mira-san is an escort. Mira-san has a gentle soul and Laxus-sama always mentioned Mira-san when he was—"

In bed with Juvia. She didn't dare to continue her words.

"When he was?" Mirajane prompted.

"When he was working." She was trying to sound convincing, but she knew it was pathetic and insufficient, so she stopped.

"Mira, what are you doing here?"

Thank goodness Laxus appeared at the right time because Juvia already felt uncomfortable and awkward!

Mirajane smiled and told him, "I was just having a little conversation with Juvia-san. But now that you're here, we can talk."

Laxus nodded. "Sure, meet me in my office."

##

Laxus sat at his desk, looking tired. His hair was a mess, as if he had been running his finger through it constantly. "What's going on?" he began the conversation.

"Thank you for meeting me, despite your busyness."

He chuckled, tiredness seeping into his voice. "So what can I do for you, Mira?"

She raised her brow. Suddenly her tone changed dramatically and he heard a defensive Mirajane.

"You still haven't changed. You always assume I want something from you."

He sighed. "It's because you've never answered my call and suddenly you came into town."

She looked wildly at Laxus then she calmed herself, apologized to him. "I'm sorry about that. I heard your voice mail, but I never answered." Her voice was full of longing and unshed tears, "I just didn't have the courage to answer your call."

They were both silent before her voice finally broke. "I always blamed you when everything fell apart because I didn't want to take responsibility of my own fault. What I did to you was horrible and unforgivable. I didn't deserve to be your wife."

He heard the sincerity in her words. Moved by her words, he couldn't respond. Thus, all he could do was wrapping her in his arms. She laid her head against her chest, and listened to the steady thump of his heart.

"I was also at fault. I was a horrible husband. I promised to bring you happiness, but I failed you. I'm sorry."

Mirajane cried. She didn't want to, tried to hold it back. She'd cried too many times and wasted too much tears. But she cried anyway, silent tears that burned her eyes and scorched her skin.

"I'm sorry I'm still a crier," she said between her tears, and she could feel him smiling in reply, "That's okay. I'm used to it."

##

Juvia glanced over her phone. It was already late and Laxus still didn't show up. She knew he had been busy for the past few days, and she also worked late with him. However, today he firmly instructed her to go home on time.

She waited in the dining room. It felt awkward to eat by herself when she's used to eat with Laxus. So she decided not to eat until he's back. She then began to wonder, "Did they make up?"

She then slapped her own cheek as she was struck by a realization that she should be thinking of something more important— What happened to Gray?!

She already tried to reach Natsu and Gajeel, but nobody answered. She should try to reach them again. So she did.

But nothing new— nobody responded to her call.

She laid down on the couch and she sighed deeply, "When is Laxus-sama back?"
Her eyes widened as she searched her mind frantically for a way out of her predicament. Did she just develop Attention Deficit Disorder? It was literally just few seconds ago that she called Natsu and Gajeel, and now her mind quickly switched to Laxus.

But it's already midnight and he never worked this late. What if anything bad also happened with Laxus? Juvia immediately raised from the couch and frantically put on the coat. She needed to find him like what he did before. She believed she owed him one and she should reply his kindness because that's what normal people would do, right?

As she opened the door, she saw Laxus stood there.

Laxus narrowed his eyes, "You're not trying to escape again, are you?"
Her cheeks reddened like tomatoes as if she was caught. "Juvia never tried to escape. Did Laxus-sama already eat?"

"Yea, it's already midnight, duh."

She scoffed and walked towards the dining room. Laxus raised his brow and wondered what happened with Juvia. Was she still on mood swing due to pregnancy hormones? He followed her and asked, "Hey, what's going on?"

Before she got the chance to answer him, her phone rang. She saw the name on the screen— Gajeel.

She immediately answered the call. "Gajeel?"

Huh, another man? Gajeel?

Laxus was too distracted to listen to their conversation. He wondered why she called him only by his first name. That sounded so intimate, especially for a woman like Juvia, who loved to use honorifics to everyone.

He stared at her long enough that he realized her expression changed. She hang up the phone and she looked sad. "Juvia will clean up the dining room tomorrow morning," she said weakly.

"Hey, are you okay?" He sounded concerned.

Juvia nodded, "yea, Juvia just needs some time alone." She then walked towards her room, leaving Laxus confused.

And worried.

a/n: thank you guest, Cursedmidna, audrav2, guest, Esketit, claudiocorvo, eparise, Star197, thundergodlaxus, ILikeBeInMe2411, 17, gaby1919, and TheLonelySelf for responding. It's really awesome to know that you guys still read this fic. I want you guys to know that this fic's updated because of your support, so thank you so much!

However, I'll be starting my online degree program next month (I'm super excited! I cannot wait to get a new job once I've upgraded my degree lol) so update might be super slow. Once again, thank you for reading this fic