A/N: In which Erza and Jellal declare 2015 their year.
The crowds around them began to cheer loudly as the clock finally began to chime through the guild hall. All around them, people yelled and hugged and kissed, and all Jellal could do was stare into her eyes before smashing his lips against her's.
The duo put all their heart and soul into the kiss, his nimble fingers coming up to tangle themselves in her beautiful tresses. The red strands spilled over his tanned, scarred skin like blood, a scarlet sea against a stark canvas.
Erza held him close, silently promising that she would never let go again, promised she would always be at his side. Because he was hers and she was his, and nothing was going to change that.
The clock rang a twelfth time, the final time it would ring for an hour. They finally pulled away from each other, eyes bright with love and determination and everything they felt for each other.
"This will be our year," he promised, running a finger down her cheek.
"This will be our year," she agreed.
They kissed once more to seal the promise.