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Happy Grayza Holiday Exchange @afrillia! ✻
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Happy GrayZa’s Holiday Exchange @afrillia ! ♡
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Hey @yellowcitrin guess who’s your secret santa, sorry for the late gift I’m really bad with deadlines, I hope you can forgive me and love this one shot.
I tried to include as much as I can from your request but this is the best I could manage, sorry again if you don’t like it.
Merry belated Christmas and happy new year. Enjoy
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“I’m tired of you stopping me from being with my beloved.” “It’s for your own safty, I can’t let you harm yourself and the child, by having too much of it.” “DON’T YOU DARE CALLING HIM ‘IT’, he’s my first love and besides nothing will happen to the baby he’s completely safe and strong and he can handle more.” “I think the time you spent with your BELOVED was enough for today and don’t treat the child like some sweet monster.” “I’m done with this conversation, I’m going to the Bakery and eat them and that’s that. DON’T TRY AND STOP ME GRAY.” “FOR GOD SAKE ERZA YOU HAVE ALREADY EATEN DOZEN PIECES OF CAKE ALREADY IN THE PARTY AND YOU.ARE.PREGNANT, STOP ABUSING OUR UNBORN BABY WITH YOUR CAKE ADDICTION.”
The fight had two hours ago after coming out from their party, and they both forgot how it started.
*Flashback* 2 hours earlier
It was a beautiful evening in magnolia town, the street lights was lit people were moving throughout the busy town going back home for the day.
Walking In the middle of one of its busy street were Gray and his pregnant wife Erza, they were heading home after leaving the surprise birthday party that was held for Erza at Lucy’s house, Erza had gasped in surprise and was touched by her comrades and friends for their consideration, and since she was hormonal throughout the pregnancy stage, she went and gave each one of them a tight hug knocking the air out their lungs, her eyes then were lit up at the sight of the cakes she immediately went to it screaming “CAKE~” and hurriedly blew out all of the candels and started eating those cakes without waiting for anyone making them sweat drop at her actions.
Gray was remembering the events fondly, as he was the one who asked Natsu and Lucy to prepare a surprise party for Erza and making it in Lucy’s house which they accepted (well grudgingly in Lucy’s case), the surprise and the joy expression plastered on his wife’s face has made his day, “I hope you enjoyed this evening?” He asked smiling as he looked ahead, but as he received no response from her he frowned and looked at his side to find her not here.
“Erza?” He called her worriedly as he looked around only to find her left behind staring at something, he followed her line of sight and then cursed under his breath 'OH BOLLOKS’.
Erza was staring longingly at the cake shop in front of her, her mouth was drooling at the sight of the beautifully decorated cakes that were displayed 'they look soo delicious’ she thought as she started moving towards the shop and although she ate too much cake today she still craved for more and the sights of those wonderous cakes have hypnotized her, and the fact she has developed an intense craving for the cake since the pregnancy, making her forget everything even her husband. Just as she was entering the shop a hand stopped her from doing so, she frowned at that and glared at the interrupter only to find that it was Gray.
“Move it Gray I want to eat those cakes.” She said still glaring at him, and over the years of being with her Gray has gotten used to her glares which made him able to talk back to her “you had enough for today Erza you ate almost dozen pieces of cake at the party.” “But that’s not enough I still need more.” Gray sighed at that before saying “you don’t need more Erza you just want more and you shouldn’t eat too much cakes it’s bad for your health.” “Eating cake was never bad for my health Gray I can eat as many as I want” Gray grunted at that he forgot that she was a sweet monster who could devour tons of it without having any effect on her, “Maybe for you but don’t forget about our baby Erza he can’t have that many and you’ll hurt him if you keep eating them and with that being said you can’t eat cake anymore today and we’re going home.” He said with an air of finality as he dragged her away from the shop.
Erza was pouting as she was dragged by Gray 'the baby will be fine, he’s my baby afterall’ she thought as she was still not convinced about not eating those cakes, 'I need a plan to get him away from me so I can go back to the bakery without him noticing me.’ she began to formelate a plan to get rid of him, and not soon after an idea came up to her making her smirk deviously.
“Oh Gray my head hurts I can’t walk straight.” She faked her moans bringing herself to an immediate stop.
Gray turned and looked at his wife worriedly “oh shit Erza does it hurt bad? I’m so sorry for being rough with you.” He said starting to feel guilt over his previous actions, he carefully guided her to the nearest bench making her sit.
Erza sat on the bench while placing her hand on top of her head feigning hurt, she raised her eyes to meet up with Gray’s and saw the guilty look plastered on all over his face, she felt bad for making him feel like that but she still wanted those cakes, she smiled at him and assured him “don’t worry Gray it’s just a slight headache, I’ll get better after I drink some water.” Gray stood up from his place “just stay there I’ll bring you some water.” He said moving quickly to the closest convenient store. as soon as he disappeared from her sight she dashed to the bakery wanting to gobble up those devilish looking cakes.
Gray had returned hurriedly, moments after he left to bring the water, only to find no sign of Erza he started to panic, worried whether or not something bad happened to her, he begun searching all over the place calling her name, and not soon after he stopped suddenly as the realization hit at what she had done, grumbling and cursing under his breath he trudged toward the bakery.
“I want a piece of this and this one as well and..and also that one.” Erza ordered happily as her eyes were twinkling at sight of those delicious pastries, she didn’t even bother to self restrain herself as she knew a chance like this won’t come again, cause ever since her pregnancy started Gray has been uptight with her nutritions not allowing her to consume to much sweets, she knew that Gray was right in not allowing her to eat them excessively but 'one day won’t hurt’ she thought as she was about to pay for those. The shop owner noticed that she was pregnant and was worried about her, “ma’m are you sure that you can eat all this shouldn’t you cut it down to…..don’t know…..maybe to one piece?"in which Erza smiled back at him and replied "don’t worry I’ll be able…….”
“No you won’t eat any of it” a sudden voice boomed in the entire shop cutting her off and making her eyes widened, 'that was fast.’ She didn’t expect that he would catch up to her that fast, the voice behind her began to come closer as the person spoke “I can’t believe you lied to me Erza, don’t you know how worried I was?” He was now beside her laying his arm on her shoulder giving it a stern squeeze. She didn’t dare to look at him as she knew that he was glaring at her.
Gray was completely pissed off he couldn’t believe that his wife played him up for a fool so that she could eat those cake. “how many times do I have to tell you stop eating those excessively? Why don’t you ever listen to me?” He kept lashing at her until he noticed her guilty looks that were on her eyes, a sigh escaped his lips before saying “come on let’s head back home.” He grabbed her hand and tugged it towards the exit asking her to move which she complied.
Erza was walking silently with Gray back to their home, she mind filled with guilt for making him worried over a lie she made up but she still wanted those cakes her cravings have driving her crazy to the point where she forgot the guilt that she was feeling moments ago. Erza reluctantly decided to use her last and best strategy against her husband, as this strategy always worked on him whenever she wanted something but he refused to give her but she didn’t want to overuse it so its effects wouldn’t wear off, she began to muster the most adorable expression she could faking a tear in the corner of her eyes, 'this’ll definitely work on him, wait for me my adorable cakes.’ She thought before speaking in a low weak voice, “Gray.” Which made stop in his tracks mortified knowing where this was going, he turned to face as she continued “I’m sorry for lying to you but you know how much I love cake, I know that eating too much is bad for our child but one day wouldn’t hurt.” Then she proceeded cocking her head in a cute manner wrapping her arms around his left arm “SO PWEEESE can I have those cakes ne~? I love you.” And she ended with a wink.
Gray was left speechless his face was set on flames all he could think of was 'she’s SOO cute, I want to kiss her and eat her up’, he shook his head trying get rid of this feeling and the control she had over him 'no I won’t let her win this time, it’s for her own safty’ and after so much inner struggling he was finally able to deny her “N…NO YOU W…WON’T EAT CAKES ANY….ANYMORE, this won’t work on me now.”
Erza eyes widened at his resilience 'how did he overcome my adorablness?’ And with that thought her anger rose up making them start their argument in the middle of the street.
(Back to present)
Gray finally lost last bit of his patience and lashed at his wife Erza who turned away from him pouting in anger, he loved her immensely but her addiction started to get on his nerve 'Why can’t she understand’ he thought angrily pulling his hair.
Erza was still angry at him for not falling for her charms 'next thing you know he won’t even say that I’m beautiful anymore.’ And not letting her eat those cakes. Suddenly all her anger vanished as another idea popped up in her head, “Oh Gray~.” She called him up for his attention in a singing tone, Gray had turned to her the frawn still plastered on his face he asked “What?” “Can you go back and buy those cakes?” She asked and continued seening that he was about to lash on her again, “not for me, it’s for you.” She ended with a smile spread on her face.
Gray was confused as why would she want him to buy the cake for himself, he voiced up his thoughts about it, “Erz you know I don’t love eating cake that much, so why would I buy them for myself?” In which she answered “it’s a secret, I’ll telll you once we reach home.” A frawn has re appeared on Gray’s face again as he said “Erza I won’t le……..” “For god sake Gray just go buy.” She cut him off glaring intently at him, Gray sighed at her reaction and agreed to buy those cakes, he went back to bakery and bought all the cakes that she asked for when she was here, after that he returned back to her looking at her with a dull expression “just so you know I won’t be sharing any of this I’ll bury all of them in my stomach.” Which she replied happily “that’s the main point, come on let’s go home.” She began skipping headed to their home leaving Gray dumbfounded.
Once they entered home “come on Gray open one of them and start."she demanded enthusiastically "now? Erza we just at….” “Just do it alreadyyyy~” she interrupted him adorably flailing her hands in the air, “sheesh okay..okay” Gray sighed at her attitude as he went to the kitchen bringing the fork and taking a piece out, he began digging into cake devouring it and relishing its taste and after couple of moments he finished his piece.
Erza has been staring at Gray the whole time he was eating waiting for him to finish, once he finished he turned to her and she noticed little bit of frosting left on his lips, he looked at her quizzically before saying “now what? Why did you wan….mmhhmph.” The rest of his sentence came muffled as Erza began to kiss him feverishly tasting his lip by swiping her tonge across it, wrapping her arms around his neck, she moaned at the taste of combination between his lips and the cake loving its texture, it was better than what she had expected 'it’s even better than the cake.’ Soon she broke up the kiss staring at his eyes lovingly.
Gray looked back at her with half lidded eyes as a smirk spread across his lips “so my queen found a way to enjoy her cake without actually eating.” “Well it’s quite effective since you won’t allow me to eat them, and may I say that they taste better than the cake itself, the mixture of your lips and the cake is MHHMM delicious.” Gray snorted out a laugh at that “guess the burden is all on me since I now have to eat those cakes in order for you to enjoy.” “Hey it’s your fault you’re the one who didn’t let me eat them, but I’m you were so persistent today it made me discover a new flavor to addict on it.” She ended it kissing him again for her new addiction.
Gray moaned at their kiss he can’t imagine how many times his lips going to be devoured, but it wouldn’t be so bad if he thought he would kiss his wife for a long period like this.
Hi there! Here’s a link to my Secret Santa gift for @silentsmilez ! I hope you enjoy :3 Thank you to @grayzaexchange for organizing this entire event. Happy Holidays everyone!
@un-assassino ’s gift for the @grayzaexchange!! (Part 2 of 2~)
Gray Headcannon/fan fiction: Gray didn’t actually like smoking, but it made him feel in sync with his inner rebel.
“Ew, Gray, get that smoke out of your mouth!” He didn’t have a moment’s notice before Erza ripped it away from him and crushed it in her metal-cased hand; the bits of paper exploding in every direction from her sheer power. Needless to say, Gray felt his life was in danger.
She directed her stern eyes into his, and every cell in his body was standing at attention from intimidation. He didn’t want to suffer the same fate as that cigarette, and didn’t dare look away from those mysterious eyes. Nor did he want to. There had been too many times to count that he had wanted to tell her how amazing her eyes were.
She gripped his shirt, and her eyes had blinding resolve as they burned into his. The sweat leaking from his body and the water building up from his eyes made him believe that he must be melting under her firey gaze. ‘I am so dea–’ his breath caught in his throat as she flashed him a brilliant smile, “see?” Her expression softened, “you look healthier already!”
Without another word, she turned and walked away. He watched her powerful strut, and her hips and arms sway elegantly, as his face grew as red as her hair.
Ever since that moment, he wouldn’t casually smoke. But, when he wanted her attention all to himself, he would whip one out with ease.
Through the past year, though, her strength had been increasing drastically, and she was able to accept more difficult quests all on her own. So, the guild let loose with excitement: no more hard-ass to stop the fights, or to keep people in line when they were getting rowdy or drinking far too much. But as for Gray, there was no one to stop him from smoking. He pulled out his third of the day, not even happy with the taste it brought to his lips anymore, but each little white stick made him think of Erza. Every puff reminding him how utterly pissed she would be at him for smoking; how she could glare straight into his soul for abusing himself.
He got aggressively worse when she would take longer with a quest than expected, practically smoking a pack with each sitting. He noticed that the other members in Fairytail thought he was only in a bad mood when he did this, and stayed clear. He figured the repulsive odour assisted this as well, but he didn’t care. He was waiting for Erza’s next scolding eagerly.
After a while he didn’t even notice his filthy habit anymore. He just noticed how calm he was when he had a smoke between his fingers, with a relaxing off-white stream rising up from the lit tip.
It wasn’t until they became “Fairytail’s Strongest Team” that he noticed how much he had been smoking. He was at home when he pulled out the fresh pack; his needy fingers pulling the plastic off and prying open the package. When they pulled the cigarette from the wrapping, he stared blankly at it. Smirking, he smashed it in his hand. Erza would murder him tomorrow if she smelled the distinct smoke on him. He crumpled the pack and tossed it across the room into the wastebasket before turning in to bed, eager to wake up for the next day.