summary: she just needs to figure out where to put her arms. jerza.
rating: k+ – involves hugs and kisses
also: on fanfiction
notes: for Jerza Week 2016: prompt embrace. (of course, even when I get the prompts with plenty of time, i still fail to pull through.)
When he falls, he falls hard and fast and right into her arms.
“Agh!” he yells, throwing up his arms to reduce his impact. However, nothing is really going to help stop Jellal—who decided to throw himself off into the air at the highest point of his swing to see how far he can fly—and Erza—who just happens to be at exactly where ‘how far he could fly’ is—from colliding into each other.
And so the physics happen and so as fate would also have it, Erza gets a full dose of Jellal recess break that day at school.
“I’m sorry!” he apologizes, quickly pulling himself up. “Are you okay?”
He’s also quick to take her hand and help her up, but she picks herself up onto her feet.
“I’m fine,” she tells him, brushing dirt and bits of weird playground stuff off her.