Lyon didn't pay much attention to their surroundings as they walked. They walked to Fairy Hills in silence, except for a small talk about their lives. He wanted to say something, to try and convince her to stay with him, but his mind was blank.

His head was starting to feel dizzy. It was colder than earlier that day and Lyon tried to hide his dying symptoms as best as he could. The wind was worse than before and the clouds were threatening to start pouring any moment. He remembered the old woman's words not to let his calm state decieve him. He's dying anyway. He was fine at the coffee shop, but now, he feels the sickness slowly rising in his stomach.

They were standing in front of Fairy Hills and he decided to try one last time for today. He can still try tomorrow. But when he opened his mouth to speak, his throat went sore and he started coughing. Not now.

Quietly, at first, but the more he tried to fill his lungs with air, it was getting worse. It was like someone was squeezing his lungs and throat, sucking the life out of him.

At first Juvia didn't notice, but when he didn't stop she turned around and saw him on his knees, holding his stomach and fighting for breath.

Horriefied, she fell next to him and patted his back, trying to help him.

"Lyon! What's wrong?" Tears formed in her eyes and when she couldn't think of a way to help him, she hugged him.

She didn't notice when he stopped coughing, but she felt his strong arms wrapping around her. He held her against his chest, so she wouldn't see a single tear falling down his cheek. He was scared. He didn't feel this scared when it first happened or when they told him his life is coming to an end, but seeing her like this, crying for him, it felt so real.

He carresed her hair until she calmed down. When she stopped crying, they stood up and she wiped off imaginary dust from her blue dress. She looked at Lyon with worried eyes and almost started crying again, but he looked like nothing happened.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Go inside." He said, his face blank. It's always like that. He never knows when it'll happen again. It feels like his lungs are filled with water and he can't breathe, but the very next moment he's fine.

"A storm is coming. Where will you go? And you don't seem fine to me." Juvia looked at his pale face with watery eyes, too scared to let him go by himself. What if he doesn't find a place to stay tonight? It could start raining any time now.

"I said don't worry about me. I'll find a place." His lips curved into a faint, painful smile. She doesn't deserve to see him like that and whatever happens, he'll end up dead and Juvia will end up hurt.

"Goodbye, Juvia." He said and he really meant it, but one part of him wanted to stay, even if it hurts both of them.

Juvia watched him walking away and her heart throbbed with pain. Why does it feel like it's the last time she sees him? She doesn't want that. The moment he let go of her, she felt lonely. Without thinking twice, she ran after him.

"Lyon!" She sneaked her small hands around his arm and dragged him into Fairy Hills, making sure no one saw them. "You can stay with me. Just tonight."

"Thanks."

A/N I hope you guys like this short chapter! I wanna thank all my followers and commenters, you guys really make my day :)