Gray wasn’t a particularly early riser, but she was.
She would rise every morning when the edges of the sky began to blush, and watched quietly as dawn dragged her glorious golden cloak across the dark sky.
It was a rare occasion that he happened to be awake, but he cracked open an eye to catch her dressed in nothing but his shirt and gazing out the window. She dragged her fingers along the glass as if trying to grasp the light, and the autumn sun tinted her pale skin pink. He lazily lifted his arms to wrap them around her thin waist, pulling her close and snuggling into the crook of her lower back.
good morning, Gray-sama
He mumbled something back, but unable to resist the heaviness of his lids, he drifted off to sleep again as he breathed in the soothing scent of dew and honey.
Juvia smiled gently as she raked her fingers through Gray’s dark locks, and leaned into her lover’s embrace as she resumed waiting for the day to begin.
"Since you went to all this trouble, I'll try one."Gray and his bipolarity.