Request: Jellal noticing Erza's heavy wounds while he was talking with Lahar and Doranbolt. C:
One-Shot:
He had been executing his plan with efficiency, ignoring everything but the logical part of his mind, when he had looked out over the heads of the guild members in search of the only redhead he'd ever love.
Only the beautiful red was shrouded by the pristine white of her bandages.
Somewhat ignoring the councilmen now, Jellal kept his eye on Erza, worry taking reign of his mind. He knew she had taken a severe beating from Kagura in his place, followed by the beating from Minerva, yet his Scarlet still prevailed.
He watched as she talked to Laxus and Gajeel, her eyes holding that tenderness that turned the sometimes hard amber into liquid gold.
He really didn't deserve her, and somewhere within him, a small part of his body understood that, but the rest of him was ready to fight for her love, tooth and nail. He was oddly contented by all the small, subtle hints she dropped that told him she held the same affection for him that he held for her.
He'd always be the shadow that would protect her, no matter what the circumstance was. Be it from dragons or be it from Ichiya, she was his and he was her's, and they'd fight to keep that flame of love alive.