There were times when Jellal thought that he would never get used to the life that he had now, to the fact that he was no longer on the run, and to waking with Erza curled tightly around him. Then there were mornings like this, when he woke from a night that had been completely free of nightmares, waking to a world obscured by scarlet from where he burrowed into his wife’s hair during the night. Mornings where Erza would roll over when she felt him stirring, eyes opening just enough to peer at him as she stole a quick kiss before curling up with her head against his chest, a small smile on her lips. Mornings where he would wrap his arms around her, marvelling at her warmth and how perfectly she fit against him, settling in for a few more minutes of dozing before the kids woke up and dragged them out of bed. These were the mornings when his past seemed miles away, and there was nothing but peace in his heart as he pressed a gentle kiss to scarlet hair.
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Fairytail Drabbles
RandomA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
