Ten Things Jellal Loves About Erza’s Hair (the NSFW edition)
summary: Simply, ten things Jellal loves about Erza’s hair. Jerza. Smut.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ What more can I say.
also: on Fanfiction
note 1: Originally this was just going to be a list. Just a list. An innocent list. Then words happened. They went one way despite the fact that I was trying to go another, and so this mess happened. Of course. Of fucking course.
note 2: I thought I wasn’t going to write smut ever again. Ever. Now look what happened. Of course. Of fucking course.
Her hair is the first thing that falls when she pulls the large white night-time t-shirt over her head.
It’s early morning, and she’s convinced this is a better form of exercise than whatever he was planning at the gym—“Ugh, it’s leg day,” he tells her, kissing her on the forehead before rolling over to leave. She grabs him by the wrist and tells him, “No, it’s Erza day.”—and who was he to skip on Erza for squats?