Dandelion heart (A faeries soul sequel) Elfman and Evergreen

You were going the long way cupcake

Mature themes (if you are super innocent and cute (basically Wendy))
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Elfman sat in bed and watched the late night stars drift past his window. Oh my god another phenomenon, I can't sleep! Elfman thought sarcastically and moved his shoulders up and down. Another two days have passed, but his shoulders have been improving to the point he could move them slightly because of some exercise he was getting, and stretching them. Not only that, but Wendy healed his organs to the point that they shouldn't need more of her medical attention and heal naturally. Only two things haven't changed. His lack of sleep. And his throat. His throat has apparently been healed enough that he should be able to speak. But Elfman just couldn't bring himself to do it. He wanted to speak he honestly did, but it was actually bringing himself to do it that seemed impossible at the moment.

He could see the group want him to talk, but Elfman just can't speak, it ached all the time and he felt so uneasy because he just knows that if he tried to speak he would feel that awful pain again. Psychological damage... Elfman thought of Freed's private words to Laxus that he thought Elfman couldn't hear. Do you suppose its psychological damage that's stopping me from sleeping as well? Elfman asked no one in particular and realized talking to yourself is probably another sign of said problem.
These sights, these smells, these noises...They're not familiar Elfman looked out the window. Everything here is bloated and corrupt and sick Elfman thought distastefully. No wonder why I'm not improving much. Looking down Elfman examined his bed partner in her slumber. He wasn't the only one having nightmares, Evergreen was too, and Elfman wasn't really surprised. Every night Evergreen would at least once toss and turn in her sleep, mutters falling from her mouth. Being all ways awake Elfman would stroke his fingers up her long smooth neck, and gently rub her scalp. That didn't always work out. Sometimes she did wake up, but from his touches or the nightmare Elfman could never tell. It was times like these that they would sit on the bed cross legged towards each other, and Evergreen would talk to him and he would listen. Even though she wasn't struggling in her sleep, Elfman reached over and pressed his fingers into her stomach and moved them up and down on it. Its nice doing this. Ever is always so warm. She is probably the one of only familiar things here... Elfman's fingers moved in small circles. Please don't hurt her...Elfman thought worriedly again and pressed his fingers gently into her flat stomach.

"What are you doing? Molesting my stomach? Or our baby?" Evergreen whispered out of the corner of her lips.
"Sorry" Elfman mouthed at her, but her eyes were still closed. 

Evergreen reached up and pulled her glasses onto her face and blinked at Elfman with sleepy eyes. "Oh dear, you've got your thinking face on. How unusual" Evergreen remarked dryly and Elfman snorted at her cheap insult.
"But seriously, are you alright?" Evergreen asked and looked at his panda eyes. 

"Just thinking, I didn't mean to wake you" Elfman wrote and leaned against the head board of the bed and looked at the silk canopy.  

Evergreen lent back as well and frowned at a piece of Elfman's hair that had flopped irritatingly into his eyes. Leaning forward, Evergreen combed her fingers into his hair and pushed the outcast piece up and over his head and continued to play with his hair. "What are you thinking about?" Ever asked and began to plat Elfman's hair. Looking at the familiar stars at the unfamiliar sky Elfman decided to cut to the chase. 

"Ever, I want to go home" Elfman looked at Ever's eyes and saw them slacken. Her fingers pulled apart her messy plat and moved soothingly up and down his scalp. Her fingers worked a relaxing sigh out of Elfman's mouth and he pressed his head against her fingers.