Author's Note
Part Two! Enjoy!
He was her sun.
His smile, his eyes… everything about him was perfect. And yet he didn't flaunt it, but she was sure he had to know. He was just too amazing.
She basked in his glow, always there, always watching. She didn't deserve him. But that didn't stop her from hating those who did. He belonged to her. At least, she hoped.
He was distant, and didn't seem to care. Perfectly aloof, sometimes perfectly oblivious. She was always there for him. Never in plain sight- always in the shadows. She wouldn't let anything happen to him. She cared too much.
He screamed at her, though. A lot. Or at least, his version of screaming. He often told her to leave him alone, to bother someone else. What was wrong with her? What did she not have that her sun wanted? So she changed.
2.0. The better version of herself. At least, she thought it was. It wasn't until later that she realized she didn't change at all. She plastered on a bigger smile and changed her hair. That was it. But she felt different. She thought he would look at her differently. Realize how much they meant to each other.
She didn't realize that she wasn't changing for him. She was selfish, and never abided by his wishes. All the gifts, all the love- it was to try and make him satisfy her needs and her feelings. Has she ever really considered how he felt?
How many times she "changed", she didn't know. Maybe she got tired. Tired of not being acknowledged. Tired of only being a friend. She recognized her flaws, and recognized his. She started to question herself.
Who was she in love with?
Him, or the idea of him?
She didn't know, and that made everything worse. But she pulled through. For him. It was all for him. She tried to look at him the same way, but she couldn't. She had waited so long. She couldn't any longer. So she tore away. It hurt. But she could tell he didn't care.
He never did.
She was used and she let herself be used under the pretense of love. She was blinded by naivety and got her heart broken because of it. She couldn't remember what made him special. But still, she always hung near.
He will come back begging. She would think. He will miss you and come back.
The stories she used to read as a child. That's how they went. Absence made the heart grow fonder, right? She thought it to be true, but, it was just a fairy tale. For he didn't spare her a second glance.
She faded into the background and he didn't bat an eye. What did she expect? She was foolish, and maybe, a part of her still was.
Because she looked at him from across the guild, wondering when he'd turn around. Wondering when he'd realize that if he wanted her she was still there. For how long, she didn't know. She had someone else. She looked at them the same way she used to look at him. But feelings lingered.
She had poured her very soul into make him happy, and she thought she did a good job. Until she was gone and nothing changed. His smile never faltered, eyes never finding its way back to hers.
He was her Romeo, she wasn't his Juliet.
And maybe it was better for her to know that, now. For her to find out on her own instead of him telling her, or worse, showing her. Whatever she thought they had didn't exist.
He still sat at the bar, slightly disconnected in his conversation like he always was. He still sat there, barely paying attention to the guild and instead focusing on something only he could see.
So she turned around, laughing when she thought she should. Leaning on her new beloved's shoulder, clasping their hand in hers.
She was a woman, or at least, she should act like it. There was no reason to hang onto him, no reason to stay.
She ignored the chilling feeling- the feeling of being watched as she stared into her new beloved's eyes, chattering the rest of the evening away.
She shook the feeling that maybe, he was looking at her, too.
It must've been her imagination.
Author's Note
Finished! The shortest thing I've ever written. I hoped you enjoyed the one-shot. I wouldn't say this was a Gruvia two-shot. They didn't end up together and they didn't really love each other. Juvia thought she did, Gray never did. I hope that got through. Anyway, maybe I'll do another fic like this one. Til next time. Peace!