Chapter 2:

"Whose coat is this?"

My father came to the living room where I was lying on the couch and reading a book at the moment. It was a Saturday and by some kind of miracle, my father actually took a day-off. The weather was cold too and there's nothing more satisfying than staying at home.

As soon as I saw the blue coat, I abandoned my book and grabbed it right away causing my father to furrow his eyebrows at me.

"I didn't know you had a coat like that," he continued "Who gave it to you?"

"A sort of friend," I answered "I forgot I still have this,"

"Did I have the opportunity to meet this 'sort of friend'?" he was doubtful now and I never told him about you after all. After I arrived home that Friday I called him but I didn't include you in our conversation. I lied, saying that I took a cab after the rain stopped.

"Well no and I don't think you'll ever get the chance to meet him Dad," I said.

"So, it's a boy then," I turned to him and I actually blushed which caused him to let out his unique guttural laugh "So my daughter actually likes a boy,"

I grew even redder as I began to turn away from him and started to make way for my room. I stopped when I heard him call my name again. "What?" I yelled. I've had enough of him making fun of my life.

"Don't you think you should return that to him?" he suggested "The poor lad might be needing it now, especially since it's raining these days,"

I should return your coat to you but I really don't want to face you again. The memory of you walking me home is still fresh in my memories and I am still embarrassed to see you. I've been skipping going to the cafe for 3 weeks now just so I don't accidentally see you. But what father said was right; I should return this because you might need it.

And so that's what I just did. It was a Saturday night and I don't even know if you have a shift during that day. But it's still alright if I just leave it to one of the waiters and tell them to give it to you right? Or maybe if Mira is there, I could give this to her. But as I open the door to the cafe, I can't help but hope that you'd be here.

"Lucy!" Mira waved at me from the bar.

I walked over to her and sat in my usual seat "Hey Mira," I roamed my eyes around to look for you but you're not here. I should be relieved but why am I disappointed?

"You haven't been coming for a while now. I thought you already found a better cafe,"

"No one can rival your cafe;" I gave her a smile "I've just been busy with school stuff,"

Mira nodded "I see, so what brings you here today? It's strange to have you here on a Saturday,"

I feel the weight of the coat in the paper bag that I was holding "Well, I came to return this to Mr. Fullbuster," I showed Mira the bag.

"You mean Gray?" Mira asked which I gave a nod too. I would really like to call you by your first name someday. Mira gave me an apologetic smile "Sorry Lucy, but he's not here today. You see, he used to take shifts on Saturdays too but he changed shifts with another one of our servers 2 weeks ago,"

"Oh, is that so?" I mumbled. Why do I feel sad that I won't see you today? I just told myself a while ago that I am still embarrassed to see you so why? Do I really like you that much?

"But I have his number;" Mira suddenly said "I'll just give him call and tell him that you're waiting for him here,"

My cheeks began to flush as I waved my hands to Mira "N-no...ummm...I'll just leave it here. Y-you can give it to him. Tell him thank you from me," And without another word, I gave Mira the bag and ran out of the cafe.

I was able to breathe comfortably when I started walking away from that place. My heart was still pounding from having the thought of seeing you.

I finally arrived at the intersection when I stopped. I might be hallucinating but I can honestly hear someone calling my name. It was pretty late and there are only a few people walking around. It was getting closer now and when I turned around; you were standing in front of me. You were breathless and sweat was beginning to form in your forehead. My first instinct was to run but I know you'd just run after me and it would be weird if I do that. I saw the familiar paper bag you were holding. So you went to the cafe.

I cleared my throat "Uh...Y-you weren't at the cafe,"

You were breathing normally again and I just realized it now but you do look hot when you sweat. I felt my cheeks redden again and I am really grateful that you can't read my thoughts.

"It's my day-off on Saturdays," you replied "Mira said you came to give me this?" you raised the paper bag in your hand.

I nodded "I-I forgot to return it to you and I'm sorry for not returning it immediately,"

"It's alright," you gave me a smile "Umm...you haven't been at the cafe lately,"

So you did notice it. But then I wanted to slap myself. Just because you noticed it doesn't mean that you care. You just might be concerned because maybe you think you're losing a customer. I need to make that clear too.

"Yes, I have been busy with school. But don't worry, I haven't found a cafe that serves better strawberry shake than you do," I gave you a smile too but you didn't return it. My heart started to pound. What did I do wrong? "Umm...are you okay?"

You suddenly turned around "I don't know. I think I might be sick,"

I began to reach out to you but then you turned around and caught my wrist and you pulled me closer to you. My eyes widened at our proximity and for a moment, I thought I actually forgot how to breathe. Your eyes were intense and they were burning.

"Why do you make me feel this way?"

It was only a whisper but because of our closeness, I heard every word of it. My already red cheeks began to darken. And my chest began to clench again. You finally let go of my wrist but still didn't move away.

"I thought it was only a brief encounter and that I would soon forget about that beautiful girl that I gave a towel to during that one fateful afternoon," your voice was gentle and I find myself being drawn to it "But then you kept coming back and I can only look at your retreating figure as you leave every time I come in. I always try to talk to you but I could never do it. But then, that night happened and I ended up actually walking you home. I feel really nervous but I was ecstatic to walk with you.

What is this? Are you really confessing all these things to me right now? I feel my eyes watering but I didn't wipe my tears away. I just want to look at you.

"I know I was an idiot when I rejected your offer to come in but I meant what I said about not coming in the home of my customers. I want to enter your home not as a server and you not as my customer. Because you're special to me and I want to treat you differently from all the people I serve in that cafe,"

My tears started to fall from my eyes. And you were smiling as you gaze down at me.

"S-so you actually...you actually l-like me?"

You reached out and wiped the tears from my eyes "You have no idea how much I like you. I mean, I wouldn't exchanged shifts with Loki if I don't,"

I let out a small laugh as I began to wipe my eyes "What do you mean?"

"Well, when you started to not come to the cafe I grew worried. And so I switched shifts with Loki. His shift starts at 3 in the afternoon and I thought if I would just be an hour or two earlier I might see you but I didn't. But still, I kept waiting for you every Friday,"

My eyes widened but then I gave you a sheepish smile "Sorry, I might have been avoiding going since I'm still embarrassed about your rejection,"

You let out a laugh "You take rejection pretty hard huh?"

I blushed but then turned away from you "A girl can't be perfect. I have issues too, you know?" I turned around and walked a few steps away from you. I looked back and saw you watching me with an amused look on your face "Hey Mr. Fullbuster!"

You smiled "What is it Ms. Heartfilia? And do we really have to shout at each other?"

"We have to or else you might not hear me say that I've already liked you since the first time you gave me that towel!"

Your smile widened and you walked towards me. You finally stopped in front of me and we just stared at each other. Just like that and everything was already perfect. You suddenly took out the coat from the bag and wrapped it around me again. I was about to open my mouth when you kissed me. It was quick and I wasn't able to react right away.

"That wasn't a proper first kiss," I complained "And what's up with the coat? I'm not really that cold and I just returned it to you,"

"Exactly, I want to make sure that you won't run from me again so return that the next Friday when you go to the cafe," you explained. Your eyes suddenly glinted with mischief "And what does a proper kiss look like?"

I laughed "You really do make me crazy Mr. Fullbuster,"

"I do huh?" you grabbed the jacket and pulled me with it until I could feel your heart beating "And Lucy?"

"Yes?"

"Just call me Gray,"

I smiled "Okay then Gray,"

And your lips soon met mine and this time, we made it count. We weren't in a hurry but we didn't take it slow either. That kiss was everything to me. It was everything that I have been waiting for, for 3 months. And it was worth it. Everything about you is worth it.

AN:Finally finished this fic and I'm glad I did.I'd love to hear your thoughts reader and thank you for taking the time reading this.