A/N: In which Jellal is embarrassed beyond belief, however endearingly.
When Jellal woke up the next morning and came downstairs, he didn't understand why everyone was snickering in his direction. He was somewhat bewildered, even, when random Fairy Tail members patted him on the back and mumbled 'about goddamn time' under their breath.
Waking up not knowing what the hell happened the night before was a scary and confusing thing, he decided to himself as he sat down at the bar. Rubbing his face tiredly, he motioned for Mira to come over, sending her a grateful smile when she slid over without question.
He regretted it almost immediately after when she squealed and started jumping up and down. No, more so when she blurted out: "Do I have a wedding to plan?!"
Looking back at the experience, he realized that the first time around, he had sat there for a good, whole minute before the question processed. Shortly after, he choked on air. "What?!"
She gave him a strange, patronizing look. Jellal didn't like the strange glint in her eyes, and liked it even less when she gave him a response.
"Y'know, considering you made out with Erza last night. Really, Jellal, I'd put a ring on her finger today and get hitched tomorrow if I were you!"
And just like the night before, he was out like a light, the shockingly glorious tidbit of information too much for him to handle.