█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ HIS EYES SOFTENED at how she frowns &&. his heart thrummed lightening fragments throughout his thorax at how iridescence she appeared beneath the dimming light. He watched as her nimble digits furled into the soft entanglement of coral strands ( the way she implored them as if all the ANSWERS were held in the swirling blue ) —- and he continued to watch … as she is being presently encumbered by the realm of VANITY.
A beat of contemplation allowed another moment of greedy perusing, a not so subtle scrutiny at her currently NEGLECTED profile. Gray unabashedly drank in the artful nooks of her aesthetics —- the way her deep azure locks fanned her shoulders like a settling dust cloud. Even so, he didn’t feel the need to vocalize his preferences, seeing as how THIS wasn’t the first time Juvia has become conscious of how he perceives her appearance….
But it was not as if Gray has any preferences to begin with. What he deems beautiful, is the LOYALTY of another – the heart, and the soul that one bares. Nothing attracts him more than a mutual understanding that someone could share ( &&. at this point, Gray knew Juvia already exceeds everything in such department ).
❝ The natural look is fine the way it is, y’ know.
I rather ya be yerself. ❞
