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Jamie brought a hand up to scratch his cheek as she read the note and smirked. He didn't expect anything less from her, so it didn't affect him that much that she seemed to find it humorous. Okay, maybe it did just a little bit, but what did you expect? He was just a silly little boy who happened to like a girl. A girl he found pretty, and witty, and charming. And at these thoughts, he let out a sigh and his cheeks flushed slightly. Of course, was it really okay though? To think such things? To think, oh, that he could possibly remain with this girl forever? Hell! He couldn't even get a hold on her to just be simply dating her! And maybe that was why his family wanted him to get married with that dumb chick who just seemed to like him for the money. It was sickening, really. But of course, that wasn't the time to think about such news. No it wasn't. Not at all. But then Juvia began to talk about what happened while she was away. And the best part, she was about as unclear as he was. How wonderful. "With me? It was nothing too big, I told you that. Just," he sighed, "talk about what happened with you maybe?" He didn't want to talk about what happened with him. Not yet, while he was just so close to getting to be with Juvia. Obviously talking about that plan B of an arranged marriage might just shut her away from him permanently, and he didn't want that just yet. He just wanted to be able to hold on to her long enough first, and then, maybe then...

"Erm... hey there Juvia. Um, sorry for my absence..." The blond boy rubbed the back of his head, looking a bit more tired and older than he did before. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small heart shaped box with a small note taped to the top of it. He held it out to her, light blush dusting his cheeks as he did. "Sorry this is a couple days late but, um, Happy Valentines Day."

{{I LO VE YOU SO MUCH THANK}}

"Huh? Jamie, you’re back? Wait, what happened to you?" The Swindler began, shocked to have even gotten this visitor; seeing as she had also returned recently. He must not have heard of her leave. Oh well. Of course, that was when her attention was stolen by the heart-shaped container perched atop the Soccer Player’s hand, a small slip of parchment taped to it’s roof. Her peer’s face had been stained by the heat that had risen to it just a tad. A shame, really; compared to his previous bursts of a similar motion before her. ‘But, then came his excuse for the present, causing Juvia’s expression to rise into a grin that almost seemed…well, genuine. That was rare. Not that it stopped the Swindler from taking the small item. Gloved fingers lightly fumbling with the side of the box and the note atop it; obvious she was stopping herself from just ripping it open. 

"Well, huh. I thought Black Day was meant for girls to give boys they fancy things? Oh well, I can’t say I won’t accept a gift.  I guess I’ll be your American ‘Valentine’, though. Well, we can say I was, if that’s how it worked for the past days? Whatever.  ’But, don’t worry about it being late. I’m a new return too. Now, what’s got you feeling under the sunny weather, Soccer Stud? You don’t look in the best condition. We ought to catch up. Uhuhuhu~."

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"I had to leave for family reasons, is all." He replied to this with apprehension as he stood there, watching her move the box around in her hands. It wasn't anything special, just a small box fitting just about three chocolates. And then the note on the top, it didn't say anything too shocking, just the average small note. 'Dear Juvia' it starts, 'I just wanted you to know I care about you. Love, Jamie.' It was far from interesting. He probably would've written more, but nothing came to mind, and he didn't want to sound to 'romantic', especially since they weren't in a relationship yet. And yes, yet. He was determined to actually become Juvia's boyfriend, even if it took a few years.

Feeling slightly nervous, he rubbed the back of his neck. He was glad that she allowed herself to be his valentine, no matter how insignificant it really was in the end. Then she asked how he was doing. It wouldn't do good to lie but no matter how stupid it seemed, he didn't wish to talk about it. Well, there was probably no evading Juvia in the end anyhow. She'd catch on sometime.

"Well, to put it simply, shit happened to hit the fan while I was with my family. It was uncomfortable to say in the least. And you were gone too? Where?" He was gladly able to change the subject, not really wanting to talk about his stupid family feuding.

"Erm... hey there Juvia. Um, sorry for my absence..." The blond boy rubbed the back of his head, looking a bit more tired and older than he did before. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small heart shaped box with a small note taped to the top of it. He held it out to her, light blush dusting his cheeks as he did. "Sorry this is a couple days late but, um, Happy Valentines Day."

{{I LO VE YOU SO MUCH THANK}}

"Huh? Jamie, you’re back? Wait, what happened to you?" The Swindler began, shocked to have even gotten this visitor; seeing as she had also returned recently. He must not have heard of her leave. Oh well. Of course, that was when her attention was stolen by the heart-shaped container perched atop the Soccer Player’s hand, a small slip of parchment taped to it’s roof. Her peer’s face had been stained by the heat that had risen to it just a tad. A shame, really; compared to his previous bursts of a similar motion before her. ‘But, then came his excuse for the present, causing Juvia’s expression to rise into a grin that almost seemed…well, genuine. That was rare. Not that it stopped the Swindler from taking the small item. Gloved fingers lightly fumbling with the side of the box and the note atop it; obvious she was stopping herself from just ripping it open. 

"Well, huh. I thought Black Day was meant for girls to give boys they fancy things? Oh well, I can’t say I won’t accept a gift.  I guess I’ll be your American ‘Valentine’, though. Well, we can say I was, if that’s how it worked for the past days? Whatever.  ’But, don’t worry about it being late. I’m a new return too. Now, what’s got you feeling under the sunny weather, Soccer Stud? You don’t look in the best condition. We ought to catch up. Uhuhuhu~."

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He's Back and Could Be Better/ Going off Hiatus Starter!!

Jamie grit his teeth, entering the school after what seemed to be months of being away. His fist was clenched around a cell phone, shaking slightly in what seemed to be anger. What he was angry at, you can only guess, but the blond certainly did not seem like a person that you wanted to run into right now.

He was wearing a new brown jacket, it unzipped slightly to reveal his normal t-shirt, and he was also wearing jeans instead of his normal shorts ensemble. It was different, and not once would you expect the boy to wear anything but a pair of shorts, but here he was, plainly wearing a pair of jeans. He kept his duffel bag slung around his shoulder as he continued to stomp to his dorm room.

Would it really be wise to run into the extremely angry soccer player at the moment? Who knows, your presence may serve as a means to calm him down. Or maybe he would just get more irritated and push you aside? Never know what'll happen until it does though! So try your luck!

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Ayyeeeee

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NO LEAVE

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shsl-queenofcakes replied to your post:((wh oa man i technically should’ve never even...

nO

no??

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" I’ll pay you eighty dollars to punch Tiff in the face."

"I'll do it for free."

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((wh oa man i technically should've never even have been on this blo g but sleepign instead.

whoops.

but ye ah go tta d o drivers ed tomorrow *slams head onto concrete*))

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*audible :(*

"Don't be sad Karin, I'll be back! Just gotta spend Christmas with my folks. It's been a while since I've seen them too. If you wanna talk to me, we can exchange numbers 'n stuff!"

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"Maybe? I dunno. Don't really know zombie physics man.

Alright let's move like the wind."

"Ahaha, we’re all dead-

I mean, it’s nice to see you alive Karin!”

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"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this, but I'm going home to Maine to my family for Christmas. I probably should've left earlier, but meh, not a big deal. I'm probably gonna get some shit from my aunt about it though, aha. If anyone wants my number just ask for it. We can text and stuff. My phone plan covers international."

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A flushed a bit at her phrasing; it shouldn't be this easy to make him embarrassed! But yet Juvia did it so easily... "I-I wouldn't say romantic! It's, erm, just a nice place is all." He muttered this, cheeks burning. He wished he had some ice cold water to dunk his head into, perhaps that would cool his face. God, he was just not having the best day, was he? He was just far too embarrassed to even retort to what she said. Amazing. He glanced up, seeing where they were, then glanced at her hand, the one not on her hip, not doing anything. Not sure whether he would be able to form any words without sounding like an idiot, he grabbed her hand and began to pull toward the direction of the place. Hopefully this whole date thing wouldn't crash and burn. He'd never been on a date before, but he was sure the female with him had; he didn't want to let her down.

Of course, as she’d brought her hand back down to expose the brightly hued facial features of Jamie, Juvia let out the snicker that had been attempting to creep past her lips for a good few moments. Leaning away from the flustered boy in order to continue on their march until they’d exited the proximity. Where they were safe from being caught; mission complete. 

"Oh? A cafe? Well, that just sounds like it’s going for the romantic route, doesn’t it, Jamie-Babe?" She crooned, a smirk painting itself over rouge lips once more as she sent the Soccer Player a mocking wink of her eye while she took to snickering yet again at his response to her accusations. Which, almost caused a sincere and small smile to envelop her lips if she hadn’t have stopped it from forming.

"Err, well, you know how to sweet talk a girl; that’s for sure. Nice job there. Uhuhu~. ‘But, I guess I won’t mind saying I’ve been on some dates with you or actually being on them. Well,unless they’re bad. Which way from here to that cafe, Lover Boy?" The Swindler chimed in, placing a hand over one of her hips as the other lay dormant by her side; a casual approach for the subject.

After all, it wasn’t like dating him was something she looked forward to…

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"Ahaha, we're all dead-

I mean, it's nice to see you alive Karin!"

"Bitch I might be-

Oh, hey Jamie-kun! I thought you were dead!

…I thought I was dead. Woooooah. Trippy.”

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"IS THAT KARIN KANOYA I SEE? I HAVEN'T SEEN HER IN 10 MILLION YEARS. WH OA!"

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(( Time for another one of yoromun’s AUs! This time: Hunger Games! District 1: Eadric, Yua District 2: Victor, Mayumi District 3: Tetsuya, Arianna District 4: Jamie, Minori District 5: Dram, Alixandra  District 6: Linus, Mau District 7: Sail, Kuniko District 8: Kodama, Airi District 9: Hoshiko, Sumiko District 10: Cery, Luz District 11: Shakuin, Lana District 12: Akihiro, Faye AUs are fun to think about.

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"It's the end of the world Juvia, I can't afford to get grounded. There is no hope."

"Um, mom, we ran out of juice, and dad has just been standing in the corner of the room mumbling something about the end of the world... it's freaking me out if I must be honest, so can you stop him?"

"Of course I can. Who do you think I am? Just… get some money out of my room and head to the store to buy some, okay? I can… get him a little less freaky until then. ‘But, he’s really nothing to worry about. Uhuhu~."

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"Jamie, you were being creepy over juice, so, guess what? Grounded~! Uhuhu~."