Erza Scarlet woke up to the disruptive grunts of Jellal. They have been married for four years so far, which is the longest than any of the other retired wizards from fairy tail. Erza adjusts her position on the left side of the bed to prop herself up on her elbow. With her head in her hand, she rubs Jellal's back and says, "Hey, what's wrong?"
Jellal, surprised that Erza woke up, "Oh hi, I just can't sleep."
"It's okay. What's worrying you right now?"
"I'm just stressed about work and stuff."
"Well," Erza sits up and begins giving Jellal a shoulder rub, "I'm sure it's nothing too big. You can always find a new job. Your experience compares to no other person running for one of those office management jobs."
"Haha, thanks, but I don't think this is going to go away easily. I'm fine, honey. You can go back to sleep. I'll be right back, I just need some time to myself."
Jellal gets up out of the bed and walks slowly out of their room to his office. Erza, with a frown on her face, thinks of it as just stress and goes back to sleep. Meanwhile, Jellal walks straight into his office, as if he was a robot taking routine orders. He walks right past the overstuffed suitcase still sitting haphazardly on the floor from when he went to the Office Op. Convention. All of his friends went to the five day convention, including Erza herself. Jellal walks to his computer and sits down in the chair which squeaks from restless nights working later and later at home.
Jellal moves the mouse to wake the mac computer. He enters his password and the computer screen instantly turns bright white from the email he recently received from Gray Fulbuster. The email's subject line read: Please Jellal. He opens up the email again after countless times of rereading and rereading and thinking and thinking. Jellal wasn't stressed from work. He was conflicted about what to do. Gray was his friend, and Jellal never expected Gray to do something so low and dishonest. Jellal takes a deep breath and starts reading the email again, trying to figure out what to reply, to not even reply, or to go to Gray's house and beat the living crap out of him.
Subject: Please Jellal
From: gray789
To: jellal23
Please Jellal, don't tell Loke. Me and Juvia, that was just a one time thing. It wasn't even a thing. It was a big mistake. I don't know how you found us when you did, but please don't tell. Have I done anything like this before? No, I haven't. So why should one slip up affect me and my whole life.
I will never be with Juvia. I am not going break up with Loke. I expect you to not tell Loke. Juvia and I were never meant to be. I wasn't thinking right when it happened. I was drunk and Juvia was just there. She was basically throwing herself on me.
It won't happen again. I swear to it. Please, Jellal, don't tell anyone.
Gray Fulbuster