Author's notes – so I completely missed Gruvia week, but I luckily found the prompts and I wrote them. So, these next seven things are all Gruvia. Leave reviews and enjoy!
Hair.
It was no secret that Juvia loved playing with Gray's hair. When they were together in the guild, the two of them sitting there talking to Natsu and Lucy, Erza, or even Makarov, Juvia's hand would find its way to his hair and just run through the soft strands. Most of the time, Juvia didn't even know she would do that until Gray reached up to take her hand and put it back at her side.
If they went on a job together, and somehow Gray managed to get injured (probably from protecting Juvia), she would hold him against her chest and stroke his hair until he came to, and continue to play with it until he pushed himself shakily to his feet to head back to claim their reward.
Even when Juvia accompanied him to his parents' graves, when he clung onto her and thanked her, she let him, embraced him, and tangled her fingers in his hair in a soothing gesture.
Today, Juvia stood at her dresser, fixing her hair in the mirror. She was startled by a sudden grunt, spinning around and grasping the edge of the dresser, a surprised gasp leaving her mouth.
Before her, sitting on her bed, was Gray.
"Gray-sama, you're back." She said, relieved.
"Yeah." He yawned, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees.
"How is Erza-san and the others?" She asked, taking slow steps closer to him.
"Good. They're worn out, but they're all fine. This job was a little rough on us all."
"Juvia is sorry to hear that." She paused when she was within an arm's reach to her beloved, simply stating down at him. There were bags under his eyes and his skin looked paler than usual. "Is Gray-sama feeling okay?"
Suddenly he reached out, grabbing Juvia by the waist and pulling her flush against him, a small, surprised yelp escaping her lips. His arms were locked tight around her, his head laying on her chest. "Just tired." Was his response.
Juvia chuckled, her fingers winding in Gray's hair and massaging his scalp. He groaned audibly, hugging Juvia a little tighter to him, pressing his head harder against her chest.
A few moments passed and Juvia pulled her hands away from Gray's dark locks and turned to move away, but Gray's grip on her tightened significantly. "Gray-sama?" She looked down at him, seeing his cheeks touched with a light shade of red.
"I like when you play with my hair." He mumbled, aging his head back on her chest.
Something warm stirred inside of Juvia and she gladly ran her fingers back through Gray's hair, bending down to place a kiss on the top of his head.
