#levy's color scheme is so close to jellal and myst's

[pencilofawesomeness]

insomnia buddies

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Decided to do one of my beloved nerd-brotps, Levy and Jellal, for the secrets prompt for rare pairs week ( @ftguildevents​ ) because the idea wouldn’t leave me.

Nobody expects the two responsible noodles to enable each other’s bad sleeping habits, but sometimes, that’s what friends are for.

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April X783

“What time is it?” Levy wondered aloud, stifling a yawn. She didn’t look up from her book though, or make any attempt to go check for herself, and judging from the singular flip of a page, neither did Jellal.

“I have no idea,” he said, a shrug in his voice. “Honestly, I’m scared to find out.”

Levy hummed in noncommittal agreement, finally tearing her eyes away from the pages to lean her head against the bookshelf. If she had to guess, they had already crossed over the four-a.m. threshold that promised that tonight was just going to be another sleepless one, despite their tentative agreement to try to head back to sleep by at least three. Unfortunately, her brain didn’t seem any closer to wanting to sleep; judging by the steady glow of Jellal’s magic, he wasn’t close either.

Yep. Another sleepless night, then. At least she didn’t have any plans for tomorrow.

Levy turned back to her book, easily enraptured by the chapter, her mind happy to have an outlet to focus on. However, she was only another four or five pages forward when another thought hit her.

“Mirajane will find us down here.”

Jellal stiffened beside her, the implications dawning on him as well. “When does she come in again?”

Levy was awake, yes, but not awake enough to find an answer better than “early.” Unlike Chico, who hadn’t cared to mother hen them over bad sleeping habits and pulling all-nighters in the guild library, Mirajane would check in here when she came in to open the hall officially. Levy was even beginning to suspect that she was coming in earlier and earlier specifically to root out the hall for people like them. Which was…mostly just Levy and Jellal. (Master had given them both keys to the building, so it wasn’t like they weren’t allowed to be here or anything; but unfortunately, Mirajane wasn’t supportive of all-nighters in the guild library.)

“She’s going to kill us,” Levy decided.

Jellal closed his fist, his magic light flittering out. She could still see him by her script-lamp that she left on the bookshelf, though, so she saw Jellal’s face split into an almost devious grin. “Only if we get caught.”

Levy snorted out a laugh, her expression soon matching his at the thought of pulling one over on the great Mirajane. “Only if we get caught,” she agreed.