"Erza," Jellal whined, fiddling with the tiny leather strap. "This is impossible." He winced as the metal touched his skin, raising gooseflesh. "And it's freezing!"
"It's not that cold!" Erza said, coming into the room, fully outfitted in her armor. Currently Jellal was trying- and failing miserably- to put on this elaborate set of armor that matched hers. It had been his anniversary gift from her, and Erza was going on a rather big mission and had invited him along with her team, insisting they wear their matching armor.
"It's sapping away all traces of warmth in my body!" He said.
"Since when are you a drama queen?" Erza asked, moving to his side and fastening the leather strap with practiced precision. "You've been spending too much time with Natsu." Silently Jellal agreed.
"It's COLD!"
"Wait a minute, why aren't you wearing the lining?" She asked, adjusting his armor so she could look underneath it."
"The what?"
"It's what you're supposed to put on under the armor so it doesn't chafe or freeze you to death."
"I thought that was just to keep it from scuffing that mannequin." Erza rolled her eyes.
"Well put it on, then I'll teach you how to put on your armor yourself, I'm not dressing you everytime we go on a mission together." Jellal followed her instructions and called her back in because this armor thing was really complicated. How did she do this every day? She was right though, it was much warmer with the undergarments.