"Goddarnit, Juvia, I said I was sorry. Please talk to me."

It was just yet another normal day in the guild — brawls, cheers and laughter was all around as everyone did their thing.

The faint aroma of wine and beer flew by the air as Cana and Gildarts passed them around, countered by Makarov, Macao and Wakaba. Levy was telling Gajeel off because he was sleeping in a corner again with Pantherlily, Jet and Droy sulking lousily behind her. Lucy was scolding Natsu and Happy again for sneaking into her room last night, although she appears to be quite happy about it. Romeo and Wendy were getting smitten in a table under Carla's careful watch. Evergreen and Elfman were kind of getting touchy-touchy with each other in a corner of the room, getting snickered on by Bickslow and Freed. Laxus and Mirajane watched behind, the former with an unfathomable expression while the barmaid simply laughed.

But one thing was rather off, though — Juvia didn't seem to be fawning all over her Gray-sama. In fact, she appears to be sulking and trying her best not to give in to him. Upon noticing, the whole of the guild turned their heads to watch the pair, one-by-one.

His full attention at the girl in front of him, Gray let out a big sigh of indignity. "Juvia, I swear to god that if you don't talk to me—"

"Just go and flirt with that bitch Briar in that buggy old temple!" Juvia snapped at him. "And make sure you have your hairgel on. Maybe she'd like it — and be sure she's on a maid costume and I don't know, cat ears? That Mary girl as well. You could get married too, for all I care."

"Juvia, I'm telling you, I was in an undercover mission and she just happened to flash me a smile. There's nothing to be jealous of!"

"Oh? And you smiled back, didn't you?" The blunette snickered uncharacteristically. Gray slunk back from her dark atmosphere but gritted his teeth and pulled his shit together. "Anyway, Juvia is not jealous. She has no right to be, does she?"

Everyone threw their heads back laughing at her words, much to Gray's chagrin — why were they watching?

Well, the couldn't blame Juvia for throwing a fit. After having lived together for six months and all that stuff, nobody was really sure what Gray and Juvia exactly were. It was easy to infer them as boyfriend and girlfriend if one didn't know better — Gray just really needed the balls to ask her officially out.

What a sore loser.

Gray gritted his teeth at the unwanted attention but continued nudging the water mage.

"Juvia."

"No."

"Juvia…"

"No."

"Juvia, please."

"Gray please leave me alone for a while."

"I'm sorry."

Juvia raised her eyebrows. "For what?"

"For whatever you're angry at."

"Which is—?"

Gray bit his lip in a corner causing Juvia to look away, trying to stop her face from warming up.

"For the Briar thing?"

No, Juvia, you have to be angry. Or try to. Do not jump up and kiss his cuteness.

Juvia took a deep breath, bent down and—

—kissed her boyfriend in the lips.

"Ï hate you."

Her boyfriend grinned. Damn his cuteness.