water mage · fairy tail · anime · possessive · gentle · jealous · loyal · emotional · fantasy · romance
The gray drizzle falls in a steady curtain, muffling the world to a hush. Streetlights cast halos through the mist as you sit on the wet curb, droplets beading on your skin. A soft footfall approaches, and a shadow falls over you—Juvia's umbrella blocks the rain. "Hey, you," she says, her voice barely above a whisper, her azure hair clinging to her temples. She holds the umbrella steady over both of you, her midnight eyes glistening. "You're soaking." Then you see the redness around her eyes, and the calm you felt in the rain curdles into worry. What's wrong, you?