Series: Fairy Tail

Pairing: Elfman Strauss/Evergreen

Title: Sleep is for the Sweet

Prompt: Spooning

Rating: E for Everyone

Word Count: 1014

AN: Finally reaching the second half, which are mostly requests waiting to be filled. This one goes out to some sweet anon—hope you enjoy it! Oh god as if I didn't just write the fluffiest thing I had to go give it such an embarrassing title, I always title fics after I finish them,

Evergreen was sitting on the couch reading a novel. Her glasses were pushed far up onto her nose, and her knees were folded underneath her as she held the book close to her face, taking in every word that her eyes passed. The story had really grabbed her—she made a note to borrow books from Levy more often.

Her mind was absolutely absorbed by the narrative, and she barely noticed Elfman scuffle up next to her. She barely gave any notion that she may have noticed him standing beside her, but he spoke anyway.

"Ever, I want to go to bed…" He dully.

Ever glanced up from her book for only a moment, he saw dark rings under his heavy-lidded eyes—he had obviously had a long day. "Okay. Goodnight." Was her only response, and she turned her attention back to the tome in her hands.

Elfman stayed where he was though. The man remained silent and rubbed his feet on the floor timidly. "Ever…" He grumbled.

Evergreen sighed and looked back up at him again. "Seriously, Elfman? You're already half asleep. Can't you just go to bed on your own?" She spoke harshly. "I want to finish this." She tipped her book back to gesture at what she meant by 'this.'

"You can leave the light on, it won't bother me." The white haired man murmured, and then pouted down at the brunette. "It's not the same without you."

Evergreen felt her face grow some shade of crimson as she listened to his fatigued voice. She gave a sigh, shaking off her blush, and folded over the tip of the page she was on, before closing the book. "Fine." She gave in.

Elfman's tired face lit up a little as the woman unfolded her legs and came to her feet. She wrapped her hand around his thumb and led him out of their living room. "Come along." She ordered, "Before you fall asleep while still standing." Evergreen reached and turned off light switches she passed until she reached the bedroom.

The young woman released Elfman's digit as she entered their sleeping quarters. She leaned down towards the bed stand and turned the knob of the desk lamp sitting upon it. It gave out a soft yellow light that illuminated a small section of room next to their bed. Once she was sure the lighting was suffice, Evergreen sat down on the bed and stretched herself out upon the mattress. She propped her head up with one elbow and reopened her book so she could return to the fantasyland it had taken her to.

Evergreen gave little response to the shift of weight upon the mattress as Elfman crawled in on the other side. The tired man gave in to his fatigue, and allowed himself to fall to his side on top of the sheets. The bed bounced under his mass, and Evergreen was lifted for a mere second from the mattress, before landing upon it again, but she continued to not even flinch, quite used to man's size and the recoils it could cause upon their cot.

Evergreen did flinch, however, when Elfman's arm wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled her close. Elfman's knees curled up and bent Ever's along with them and the woman found herself almost sitting in his lap—except vertical. She fit perfectly in his arms, her back pressed against his chest and her head right below his throat. She turned her face up towards him to find him making his crown comfortable within the pillows above.

She lifted her head from the bed a couple inches and nudged his side with his elbow. The dame mumbled some kind of "hey" or "pay attention" that only her other half would be able to understand, and Elfman moved his free arm from under the pillows to where her head had been.

The brunette laid herself back down and kept her neck propped up against his muscular arm, and gave out a sigh as she was finally comfortable again.

She turned her attention back to her novel again and continued her imaginary journey into its tale. She barely caught the sound of Elfman releasing a content sigh of his own, before he wrapped the arm on top of her tighter around her torso and turned his nose into her hair to kiss her head as he dozed off.

Evergreen felt her cheeks flush as she tried to keep her mind within the prose she was reading, but moments like this made her feel blessed. Despite her harsh personality, she had a man so devoted to her that he couldn't find a peaceful sleep without her in his arms. She didn't know what she had done to deserve Elfman, but she silently thanked him for every day he spent with her.

The sound of the man's light snoring began to reach Evergreen's ears and she started to find it hard to keep her own eyes open. The fairy queen gave in and closed her book, pushing it towards the bed stand—though she had a feeling it might just fall off the mattress over night. She reached as far down on the bed as she could without disturbing her partner, and grabbed a sheet halfway down the mattress. With a light yank, she pulled enough fabric up to cover her waist, and then settled back to her former position.

Evergreen draped her left arm over top of Elfman's, and slipped her fingers between his. She leaned back as tight against him as she could and cuddled her head against his throat, causing his snore to erupt a little louder than usual. She snickered a bit, and then glanced up at him with a serene glance. After that, Evergreen closed her eyes, and slipped her glasses off her nose. Blindly, she reached above the pillows and placed her spectacles on the head board, and then dropped her arm above her head into the pillows and allowed sleep take her over, with the help of the humming breath of her beloved.

End