Juvia’s head whipped up to glare at the unobtrusively rude waiter and opened her mouth to scold him — only to end up trying to speak and failing at it, because she had it so bad and ended up gaping like a fish.
He was absolutely gorgeous.
Disheveled, effortless raven hair, a dark expression, slanted eyes and sexy mouth looked at her seated self, a perfect eyebrow hitched up as he waited for her order. Juvia’s eyeballs nearly popped from their sockets as she slowly tried to look away, but only to end up staring at his uniform, abs forming around the tight cloth.
Juvia felt hot. Hot enough that she wanted to take her clothes off, but more preferably if a certain guy took it off for her.
“I — er — Juvia — “
“Not everyone has all time, you know.” The waiter scoffed. Juvia scowled once more, officially turned off.
“Well, if I order you to smile, would you get it for me?”
The boy gaped at her like she was insane, and she kept watching him — it was an eye-to-eye match for a few moments until the guy burst out laughing and slid into the seat in front of her, watching her with vague interest.
“Fine,” he said. “you’re pretty cute, anyway.”
He gave her a tiny, boyish grin, and that was how Juvia Lockser officially met her soon-to-be fiancee.