A/N:I decided to write a drabble based on a head cannon I came up with. Also I am currently working on a Jerza ghoul au I promised Kesh so hopefully that will be up soon!
Jellal Fernandez walked into their apartment, closing the door behind him. He looked around for his wife and heard the clatter of dishes coming from the kitchen.
"Hey babe. I'm home." He called out to Erza.
No reply. Of course she was still mad at him.
Sighing and taking off his coat, their argument played over and over in his head.
Erza was eight months pregnant and wanted to go on a mission because she was bored to tears. He couldn't exactly blame her.
Being an S class mage of her guild she was supposed to have a lot of mission requests and paperwork to do. However when the couple had broken the news to the guild that Erza was pregnant Laxus had taken over all the work not wanting to get her too stressed out. Or have him or anyone else in the guild beaten to a pulp whenever she was in a bad mood.
And that brought him to his current situation. He had straight out refused to let her go, even though he was very well aware that she could kill three dozen men and still come out without even a scratch
"No, no, no. I will not allow it" he had said, firstly as safety for his beloved wife and secondly for their unborn child. And that resulted in an argument between the two.
Jellal made his way into the kitchen and saw Erza standing near the stove with her back to him.
"Need a hand?" He asked as he moved to stand next to her placing a hand on her shoulder.
The redhead merely shook her head and carried two bowls to the dining table leaving him to follow.
"About that mission you were talking about…" Jellal started hesitantly, taking a seat at the dinner table. Erza turned to face him and- finally- responded.
"What about it?" She inquired, hope tinged her voice, giving it more colour than the angry red he had heard from her in the morning.
"Take Natsu and Gray with you." He finally agreed and looked to see her beaming at him. She gave him a peck on the cheek before sitting down in her seat satisfied at his response.
"Thanks."
"So what kind of mission is this?" He picked up his bowl of curry.
"Um…. Its a..." Erza stared at him as he put a spoonful into his mouth and began to chew.
He stopped midway, the second spoonful halfway towards his now hanging open mouth. He could literally feel flames dancing on his tongue. He let out a cry and ran to the fridge.
"Erza!" He yelled as he grabbed a carton of cold milk and gulped down its contents. He could hear her laughing behind him. He stopped chugging the milk and turned to face his wife.
"That was not funny. You know I can't handle spicy food!" He said and yet here he was trying his best not to laugh along with Erza who was now clutching her sides.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. And don't worry you're not going to starve tonight. I made some curry especially for you." She giggled and wiped away a tear.
Letting out a sigh Jellal couldn't help but smile at the redhead. He walked towards her and placed a hand on her enlarged belly as he gave her a kiss on her forehead.
"It's ok. I guess that's what I get for saying no huh?"
Erza grinned as she buried her face into his neck.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this fic! Bye
