"What happened?!" Erza exclaimed, rushing over to her husband, who was crouched on the floor and gingerly wiping blood away from his abdomen.
"Training," Jellal grunted. "With Natsu."
Erza stalked angrily over to the cupboard, where a pile of fresh bandages and a first aid kit awaited.
"You're still in rehab," the scarlet-haired woman reminded him. "You deserve it."
Jellal hissed as she began to apply rubbing alcohol to his wound. "I know.."
"Idiot. It's going to leave a scar. You know that, right?"
Once his wound was bandaged and the pain began to lessen, Jellal looked cockily up at his wife.
"It looks sexy though, huh?"
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Airy Nothings | jerza
FanfictionA collection of jerza drabbles & short stories. These snippets serve to inspire fanfic readers.