How have I not posted for these two yet?! This is my favorite friends to lovers pairing!

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Title: Gajeeel-kun Is Disingenuous

Pairing: Gajeel x Juvia

Requester: anonymous

Prompt: Gajeel taking care of a sick Juvia


Juvia was late.

Frustration warred with concern in Gajeel. His partner was the most punctual person in Earthland, so this was an extremely unusual occurance. Normally he would chalk it up to the rainwoman getting over her head in whatever currently occupied her attention, but Juvia wouldn't miss out on a job. Not with Gajeel, and not on one she had invited him on in the first place!

He was going to have to check on her, wasn't he?

Which entailed infiltrating the most secure and dangerous building in Magnolia. Guarded by by a red-haired terror with a penchant for taking hunks of hide out of would-be trespassers.

…Mavis, he hoped he wouldn't accidentally walk in on something he really didn't want to see.


"S-sorry, Gajeel-kun," Juvia apologized. She coughed, and shivered despite the thick comforter wrapped around her shoulders. "Juvia overslept. If you wait a little bit, Juvia will get ready to go and we'll take the next train…"

"What the hell, Pneumonia," Gajeel muttered. Don't tell me you actually caught it."

"Caught what?" she questioned innocently, seemingly unaware of just how sick she looked.

"Pneumonia."

A weak, bubbling laugh came from Juvia - one that swiftly devolved into another coughing fit. "Don't be silly, Gajeel-kun! Juvia is a rain woman! Juvia can't catch pneumonia!" She smiled at him. "Like Juvia said, Juvia will be ready to go shortly."

Gajeel rolled his eyes. Seriously, what was wrong with this woman? It may not be pneumonia, but she was clearly not up to a job right now. "No, job's off."

Juvia stiffened, alarm and hurt etched across her face. Then she wiped it away, schooling it into a blank mask that Gajeel hadn't seen since Phantom Lord's disbandment.

"Oh," she said softly. "Juvia understands."

The dragon slayer knew by her tone that she didn't. At all. So he shoved past her into the room, amid her protests. "Shut up and get in bed!" he snapped. "You're obviously sick, so stick your contagious ass under those covers, and don't fucking move."

"B-but G-Gajeel-kun!" She let out a yelp as he gripped her shoulders and steered her in the direction of her bed.

"I ain't playing, Pneumonia. Get some damn rest. You look like you're on death's door." He forcefully sat her down, and then paused. "Well?! What're you waiting for?! I ain't gonna tuck you in!"

Juvia smiled up at him, and crawled under her covers. "Thank you, Gajeel-kun," she murmured, pulling the sheets up to her chin. "Juvia is sorry to make you miss out on a job. Juvia promises she will make it up to you later."

"You're the one who invited me, remember? I wouldn't even be on a job otherwise." He snorted at her answering smile. "None of that sappy shit, rain woman," he warned. "When you get better, we're still going on that job. So you had better be in top condition!"

She giggled. "Gajeel-kun is so disingenuous."

"What did I say about resting?!"

Her response was to pull the covers up even further in an attempt to hide her traitorous grin.

With a grumble, Gajeel turned to survey the small kitchen tell.

How the hell was he supposed make porridge again…?