So, I'm making a pun. I always thought it was hilarious that Jellal mentioned there being seven minutes left until the etherion hit. He said they should, "enjoy these seven minutes". I like to think that Hiro Mashima did that on purpose. Seven minutes in the Tower of Heaven. Seriously? If it's an accident, then it's one of FATE. So I wrote this for Jerza Love Fest Day 7: Heaven.
Disclaimer: Even if Hiro Mashima DID do that on purpose, this story is just me being dumb. Fairy Tail belongs to him.
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"That's not very funny." Jellal was frowning and Erza couldn't help but smile at the slight pout on his face.
"You have to admit, it's clever," she said.
"I find it inappropriate," he huffed, crossing his arms.
"You can't expect me to believe you didn't think about the game when you said that, all those years ago," she smirked. "Seriously? Seven minutes until Etherion falls? Let's enjoy these seven minutes to the fullest? In the Tower of Heaven?"
Jellal blushed in embarrassment. "I was- I was just-"
"Being a pervert?"
His face turned even redder at her accusation.
"I am not a pervert!" he protested.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me that you in no way meant to make reference to the 'Seven Minutes in Heaven' game," she challenged.
He tried. He really tried. But he couldn't lie.
"I- I may have meant to, a little," he admitted. His embarrassment melted away to be replaced with sadness. "I was trying to manipulate your feelings. Giving any hint of a relationship between us would make it harder for you to kill me."
Erza sighed. She had meant to be playful, not to bring on feelings of regret and angst. She leaned against him on the couch, taking one of his hands in both of her own.
"Jellal," she said, gently, but firmly. "Everything has worked out, now. The past is in the past."
"Things could have worked out better," he murmured. "You could have been happier without me."
"I disagree," she said, crossing her arms.
"Then we could have been together for all those years, rather than me wasting all my time on that stupid tower."
"Thinking about 'what ifs' and 'what could have beens' doesn't change anything but your attitude," Erza said. "I much prefer when you are happy and playful than when you are like this."
Jellal placed a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look at him. He smiled lightly, but still looked sad.
"You don't deserve to be weighed down by someone like me," he said.
She stood up, pulling away from him. "I think I should get to decide what I deserve," she said. "And I deserve to cut past all this angst!"
"Erza-" he began.
"Cut past it with a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven!"
"What?!"
She smirked at his shocked expression.
"I want to play," she said.
Jellal sighed. "I don't think you understand what the game is," he said. "You can't play with just two people-"
"We're cutting past the choosing partners part!" Erza insisted. "I already know who I want all over me for seven minutes. We're skipping to the good part."
