Dandelion heart (A faeries soul sequel) Elfman and Evergreen

White tulips

Elfman felt the warm blanket of sleep pull away from him, and slowly he became aware to his surroundings. Hmm, how long was I asleep? Elfman thought and then remembered Wendy's comment. "You will be asleep for the day, the night and half the following day".
It had been the first time he has had a proper sleep in over a week, but he still felt bone tired. Sitting up slowly, Elfman gasped as his head throbbed so much that his teeth ached and collapsed back onto the pillow beneath his head. His eyes still shut, Elfman hissed in pain and felt the sharp throb of the head ache fade but regretfully slightly. In and out...In and out, Elfman breathed in sink with his thoughts, and his pounding head ache slowly faded a little more. Sighing Elfman blinked his dark ringed eyes open and was grateful that the day is overcast and the sun was not glaring through the windows. Reaching across, Elfman sluggishly grasped at the glass of water on his bedside table and nearly dropped it as he pulled back and slurped up all the water.
Mira... Sighing Elfman shakily replaced the glass and looked up at the ceiling. Do I regret what I said? Elfman asked himself and then remembered why he readily argued against his sister.
No I don't regret defending Ever, nor do I regret defending why I kept my secret a secret to everyone up til now...But where is she?. Elfman focused and felt his sharp ears recognize and understand the voices and noises within his apartment, the floors far below him and the even the many city noises in the city. He didn't make a habit of deliberately listening to words of others, he often got overwhelmed by the sheer noise. Ever's sharp but at times like now, soft tones tuned into his ears and Elfman smiled with reassurance. 

"He can be such an idiot sometimes" 

Elfman grinned and he knew she was talking about him.

"Oh but he is so sweet and cute with you" Wendy replied.
Cute...? Elfman thought I'm not cute...Ever's cute, not me, Elfman thought and picked up some of Laxus's words to Freed, but he couldn't hear Mirajane.

"Honestly Laxus you do have an...eclectic taste in clothes"

"Eclectic?" Laxus groaned.

"Unusual, Laxus" Freed sighed and Elfman felt an uncomfortable blush coat his face at his soft words. He recognized this tone very well.

"What you don't like fur?" Laxus growled and Elfman felt far less comfortable as Laxus sounded way out of character. His voice was hard as usual but there was a more gentle undertone that was mildly... tender.

"No no Laxus" Freed sighed and Elfman heard a rustle and gathered that Freed was adjusting Laxus's clothes. "You look absolutely s-".
Alright that's enough! Elfman thought and sat up so quickly that his vision blackened and all noises became silent for a second. Thank god that's over! Elfman thought when he recovered.  He wasn't against gay men, not at all. I think men should love who they want to love...but that doesn't mean I want to hear it. I'm used to it from Freed, but Laxus?!...Blinking rapidly and calming down his blush Elfman staggered to his feet and nearly threw up.
Ah fuck...Elfman nearly staggered back into the bed, but forced himself to stay up. Sitting in bed all day is just depressing. Grabbing the corner of his bedside table, Elfman pushed himself forward and staggered drunkenly towards the door. Nearly falling over multiple times he loosely grabbed for doorknob and wrenched it open and nearly yelped from fright. Bickslow's body had been standing right on the threshold of the door way and Elfman nearly walked right into him. 

"'Sup Elfman" Bickslow laughed, his bright green eyes twinkling mischievously and very close to his face.

"What the actual fuck?!" Elfman mouthed and sagged against the door.

"Sorry man, you gave me a fright as well. I heard you moving around so I was about to go in and see what's up and then BOOM. A six foot eight man nearly walks into me." Bickslow explained and moved aside for him.