snapshot

by ambivia

A lifetime of falling, told in snapshots. (or; one hundred ways Erza loved him, and ninety-nine times he said it back.) —jerza, modern au. non-linear. for Giuliana.

15. 23: mistaken

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23 ; mistaken

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This is happily ever after, Erza thinks when he pulls her his chest at 2am and slowly twirls them around the kitchen to a hummed melody.

"Can I have this dance?" he asks her, eyes glinting with humour.

She wipes the smirk off his face with a well-timed kiss and takes pleasure in the shaky gasp he released against her lips. If she collects his quiet smiles for rainy days, she steals gasps from him for lonelier nights.

This is happily ever after, she hums in her mind, arching her back when he dips her back against the kitchen top, his eyes glinting with quiet-apartment mischief, warm hands wandering, and nothing can take that from me.