“Academic comfort”
Albedo Kreideprinz x Reader | Modern AU (comfort)
... FEATURING; Albedo Kreideprinz (modern au) CW/TW; burnt out, stress, tears, hurt/comfort, slight school vent, kinda fluffy??
Notes: I wrote this after a HUGE academic burnout and never finished it, but I thought this would be fitting to post for the back-to-school season (yes it's mid-month now, shhh)
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Another headache was beginning to form, looking up from the unorganised array of textbooks and papers. A quick glance toward the clock on the corner of your laptop reads, 2:37 AM. Despite spending 6 hours studying you still didn’t understand the content. The test is in 9 hours, 13 minutes and 12 seconds, but who's counting? definitely you. Especially because you don't understand the work. The emotions you’ve been trying to suppress for the past few hours flood to the surface: annoyance, guilt, embarrassment.
Everything begins to overwhelm you: the blue light from the laptop burns your eyes and your headphones playing “soothing lo-fi music” squeezes your head deathly tight.
Despite not being an emotional person, tears start to fill your eyes from the sheer amount of stress. Embarrassment quickly floods your system, you can’t damage your ego more by crying in public. Besides the fact that it's early morning on a school night the library still has a few stragglers. You scramble to wipe your stinging tears before they reach your test notes. In these quick movements you knock over your, now cold, plastic cup of coffee.
That’s it, your breaking point. Your head heavily drops into your hands, elbows now resting on the library table littered with your schoolwork. Plastic coffee cup slowly inching towards spilling its remaining cool liquid onto your notes. The headphones that were once playing soothing lo-fi music now lay to rest at the base of your neck. Preoccupied with your thoughts and trying to pull yourself together you fail to notice the person seated across from you remove their own headset.
"What are you studying this late?" a soft masculine voice laced with curiosity echos throughout the barren library. You lift your head up slightly allowing the male across from you to make eye contact with your red eyes. His light brow quirked up only seemed to compliment his azure eyes. You quickly avert your gaze once it dawned on you that you’d been staring. Great, not only are you too stupid to understand the textbook, but you’re too stupid to remember how to interact with someone. The tension is broken after some shuffling across from you and the slight screech of a chair. “Do you, want some help?” you hear, this time his voice sounds from your left side.
Finally clearing your throat and lifting your gaze, you turn to face the male standing next to you who you recognise to be Albedo, one of the top science students in the school and a mutual friend. "Nah its fine,, just some last minute studying before the test." You manage to force out with an obviously forced chuckle, your voice sounding slightly hoarse from the lack of use. His gaze slyly shifts between your bloodshot eyes and the empty cup of coffee on its side. "ah, I see," he responds with a light hum. He reaches over your backpack and starts to grab your papers.
Confused, you stay seated and continue to stare at him while he groups up all of your papers. What was this man doing? He finally paused as he noticed your confusion, "aren't you going to get some rest before the test?" you could almost laugh, scratch that, you did. Letting out an actual laugh this time you gently grab your papers back from his hand. "Albedo, darling, I'm not done studying yet, The test is tomorrow and I still don't understand half of this material." Stress seeps off your words, something he is quick to realize. You receive another hum in response, before grabbing a chair and sitting down.
“Okay, then how I can I help?”
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i am very normal about the fact that i'm going to see jared harris live on stage this december. very normal. btw you can still grab tickets for 12£! run!
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