Summary: Jellal encountering Ichiya and the Trimen as they surround Erza
One-Shot:
To say he was angry was an understatement.
Jellal had walked into Erza's room, intent on spending some time alone with the redhead after the war they had just fought. After all, they had finally opened up to each other.
But as soon as he opened the door and stepped in, he found his love backed up against the wall, surrounded by the men of Blue Pegasus.
"MY LOVE FOR YOU IS-"
"Shut up!" She was screeching, anger flowing off of her. Well, anger and disgust. The short man was pretty nauseating, he supposed. All but stomping over to where they had her cornered, he put a hand on Ichiya's shoulder and yanked him back roughly, creating an opening for himself. Letting go of the man, he gently laced fingers with the redhead, tugging her to him and holding her against his front.
Erza was surprised by Jellal's appearance and sudden possessiveness but nonetheless aroused. Especially by the fires suddenly lit up in his eyes. Releasing her hold on his hand, she brought her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, careful to avoid the reddened gauze.
"What do you think you're doing?" He meant for the words to come out calmly, but instead they came out as a ragged growl. He knew he was being somewhat overprotective - no, he was being downright possessive, but he had every right to, right?
"WHO DO YOU THI-"
Erza sent them packing.
Turning back away from the window in which she had thrown them out of, she smiled softly at Jellal, internally giggling at the disgruntled look on his face. Walking closer, she cupped his face with a hand, watching with tender eyes as he immediately leaned into her touch.
"Hey," she told him quietly, adoringly. "You idiot, you know you're the only one for me, right?"
He opened his eyes to gaze down at her, a slight lilt to his lips. "That's what you told me. But, really, I think I need to claim my territory."
With that, he pushed her onto the bed, mindful of her wounds, and closed her lips with his own.