011. Elfman/Evergreen Week
There are at least eight words to describe their relationship.
The door burst open loudly, only to be drowned out by Evergreen's incensed tirade as she and Elfman bickered their way into the bedroom.
"-and jumping in front of the sword like that, are you absolutely crazy?! If you weren't so ridiculously buff and that sword didn't bounce off, what would you have done then?"
"Protecting other people is a man!"
"And there you go again! Honestly, all I wanted was one quiet day. Just one! But of course you just happen to find a group of thieves who are conveniently on the run-"
A sheepish chuckle spilled out of Elfman's throat as he scooped Evergreen into his arms, the self-proclaimed Fairy Queen yelping in surprise as she was literally swept off her feet. "E-Elfman! Put me down!"
"Sorry, Ever." He leaned down and dropped a quick kiss on the side of Evergreen's neck where she always liked it, watching with amusement when her face flushed a delicate shade of crimson. "I'll be more careful next time. That's my promise, as a man."
The warm expression on Elfman's face almost made her melt; there was that look all over again, the look that was just the right amount of protectiveness and kindness and pure utter love. Why did she even bother pretending to be angry, when they both knew now it was just a front to conceal her worry?
That didn't mean he was off the hook though. Twisting in his arms, Evergreen executed a trick Bixlow had taught her long ago – though this time it was for a far more nefarious purpose – and flung Elfman onto the bed before planting herself neatly on his broad chest, running a slim finger along his jawline.
"E-Ever?" This time it was Elfman's turn to feel his cheeks heat up, the blush visible even under his tan skin. The woman had to be using some sort of spell, but why did he feel as if he had been turned to stone under her hungry-looking gaze, even when her thin glasses were still balanced over the bridge of her nose?
"You've still been a bad student," Evergreen whispered, positioning her face over Elfman's. Thick wavy locks of brown draped around the pair of them, and Elfman resisted the urge to sneeze. "I think it's time for a practical lesson. Class is starting… now."
Even as he shivered with a certain sort of pleasure under her touch, a vague thought flickered through the back of Elfman's mind, and between the two of them, he wondered who the beast really was.
A/N: What did I just write… It was interesting to write Elfman and Evergreen, and I hope they're not too terribly out of character. Saw that it was Elfman/Evergreen week somewhere, and I tried to cram in as many as the prompts in as I could.
To Fire Fairy: Your request is received! Expect to see it around chapter 14 or 15, since I have stuff planned specifically for the next few numbers.