It is Jerza week and I'm so happy to be a part of it! Enjoy the fluff!
It was a silly fight, but with Erza, she didn't take things to light lately. She was after all, stressed most of the time. With Jellal so close to Magnolia, she freaked thinking he was going to be caught. He however, wasn't planning on telling her anything. Not yet, at least. He was in the guild's kitchen taking a baking lesson with a demon. A demon barmaid to be exact and Jellal was in hell. He didn't think that baking a strawberry cake with Mirajane would be so much torture. She kept teasing him and made snide remarks on how cute he was. Cute wasn't even close to what he feeling at the moment. All he felt was guilt, sadness, and pain from constantly burning himself on the hot pans. He knew at the end of the day, Erza would have to forgive him. Literally, he could see why the demon was her rival. He was watching the cakes cool. It was strawberry her favorite. He had Mira demonstrate earlier on how to crush real strawberries into the cake batter. It was all homemade by him… well with some help from Mira of course. He tried so hard to pay attention at how to make the frosting into roses, but for the life of him he just couldn't pay attention. Jellal taking the pastry bag from her tried for himself, but like the rest of his roses… they looked like a pile of useless petals.
Erza was not happy, not in the slightest. She wasn't expecting Jellal for a surprise visit. She wanted to go out on a job today. An S class job that came in just for her and now she felt obligated to wait until Jellal leaves. She would be lying if she said she didn't miss him. It's been months since they last seen each other. However, he was hiding something from her. If it's one thing she didn't like it was secrets. Secrets that she knew were about her. Instead she decided to train with Pantherlily. He was a good sparring partner and held his own. If she was lucky, maybe Gajeel would join in for a little bit. She could use a good three way challenge to vent off some steam. She was more mad at herself for blowing up on Jellal like that. She didn't want to fight, but she just wanted to go on that job. It was a special request with her name specifically on it. It would have to be on hold though. It was after all a two month solo mission. The client understood that she said to give her a few days.
Jellal finally made a rose out of the frosting! He felt so accomplished he was excited to see Erza's face when he would present it to her. It took him basically half the day just make the cake. It was a beautiful three tier strawberry cake. All layers were in balance with each other. The side of the cake had the roses he made cascading down. In gentle letters he wrote I'm sorry at the top of the cake. Of course he felt like a sap for doing that, but he just didn't want her mad at him anymore. If she wanted to go on the mission so bad he was more than willing to accompany her for part of the mission. He knew she would refuse because when Jellal came to visit, it was his time to rest before leaving again.
Erza finished her spar with Lily and Gajeel and decided it was time to go home. She made her way trekking to her apartment at Fairy Hills. She was sweaty and tired. She wanted to take her shower, and if she was lucky Jellal would be there. There used to be a rule when boys weren't allowed in the dorms, but seeing as Gray, Gajeel, and Elfman snuck in all the time, she just banished the rule. Technically, she ran the dorms since the passing of the dorm mother, and everyone there tend to follow her rules. When she entered her dorm she turned on her light to see Jellal waiting patiently for her on the couch. He gave her a worried yet apologetic smile. She could see in his a box with a giant red ribbon tied to it.
"Erza… I'm sorry… I ruined your plans for the day." He said sadly. "Just please accept this and I'll be on my way so you can do what you need to do."
"Stay." She said. "I'm not leaving until you are. I told the client that I will be heading there in the next few days. What's in the box?"
"It's nothing special, but I did spend half the day making it…" He replied.
Erza took the box from him and opened to see a beautiful decorated cake with the words I'm sorry written on top. She wanted to cry at seeing the cake. It almost looked too beautiful to eat.
"Thank you." She said walking to the kitchen. "Let's eat this together."
Jellal got up from the couch to join Erza in her kitchen. He was glad he was off the hook. For now at least, until he screwed up again. This seemed to happen a lot these past few trips of coming to see her. Erza happily cut two slices of the cake for her and her guest. She gave herself a rather large piece and gave Jellal a rather big piece as well. She eyed the cake suspiciously, it looked familiar.
"Are you sure you made this cake?" she asked him.
"I had some help." He replied.
"By who?" She deadpanned.
"No one important..."
"It tastes like something Mira would make... Did she help you?"
"Ummm..."
"Jellal."
"Yes. She helped me." Jellal admitted.
"She did a good job. She knows how I like my cake."
Jellal exhaled and watched his Erza devour the last few bites of her cake.
