#i had two bagpacks both heavy as fucking hell
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#i slept in two parts today#on both i dramed about some shit that got me mentaly fucking tired#i don't remeber the first one#it probably has something to do with harry and louis and running from someone things we couldn't really run from like physically#and second one was so fucking horrible#maybe not literally blod and guts but#it was stress of getting ready to school in the morning#like i couldn't just get my shit together#no clothes were fitting#i couldn't put them in right order#i had two bagpacks both heavy as fucking hell#and still i hadn't all things i needed there#and all that time my parent were yelling at me to do everything faster or they will drive away and leave me#and it was nightmare that pressure#coz i knew i won't make it by myself (too far away from everything)#and if i stay it would be hell later too#so i didn't actually wanted to go to school but had and it was nightmare#i'm so fucking happy to not have to live though all this shit anymore#i hate it so fucking much#it wasn't that intese like in that dream#but it was horrible for my mentaly anyway#why tf we have to live in the world where we have to do so much shit we don't want#i don't fucking cope good with that#anyway i'm rambling k bye
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[THE BAD BATCH]—COMFORTING THE STUDENT series.
WRECKER/GN READER
WARNINGS: JUST A MENTION OF ANXIETY 💔, BUT PURE COMFORT&FLUFF 💖. NO PHYSICAL DESCRIPTIONS OF READER.
EVER BEEN STRESSED AS A STUDENT? WELL, JUST IMAGINE IF YOUR BB BOYFRIEND CAME TO THE RESCUE. THAT'S THIS.
Wrecker was bored to hell; you could tell by the way he sighed and his eyes moved distractedly across the room. He had been dying to see you after his last mision –as had you–; quickly packing his bagpack and saying his goodbyes to his brothers before making his way across Coruscant's traffic to get to your apartment. You had both spent a pair of hours just talking and kissing, enjoying being together at last; after that, though, you had to go back to studying –unfortunately–, and even though you had given Wrecker your datapad so he could watch something in the meantime, it was clear he couldn't stand being like this much more.
He was the sweetest guy ever. You had been hesitant of meeting up at that time in the early afternoon; sugesting it might be better to just see each other at dinner. You hadn't wanted to make him wait for you while you did your studying –and you really couldn't postpone that any longer–; but he had insisted he'd gladly give you time, as long as he was allowed to finally see you face to face and kiss you. So that he had; patiently waited for you for two hours straight after your heartfelt reunion.
Luckily for Wrecker, you didn't think you could keep studying any longer without taking a break. You could feel anxiety creeping in; so you closed your textbook before it grew bigger and took some minutes to just breathe. You've learnt to control it with time. You also closed your eyes; focused in yourself.
"Mesh'la?" His strong voice called your name in what you could tell was his best attempt to whisper.
You opened your eyes and looked at him. He had a deep frown etched on his face, confused by your sudden heavy breathing and your little zen moment.
"Are you alright?"
He had just enough time to finish the sentence before you were walking across the room and wrapping him in a hug without saying a word. He stayed paralysed for second, surprised by the sudden gesture; but quickly returning the embrace and humming against you.
"I'm just stressed" you finally answered, nuzzling your face further into the space between his neck and chest. "I've got so many things to study yet and I'm afraid of not having the time to learn them".
Wrecker nodded in understanding and caressed your hair.
"Well, if someone can do it it's you, lovely. You're the second most intelligent person I know. After Tech, of course".
The comment makes you smile against his warm skin. He's always so warm; your personal heater.
"Nobody can compete with Tech" you chuckle, feeling better with the cuddling you're still involved in, and Wrecker laughs too, his chest rumbling along.
"Yeah, fucking smart ass. I'm grateful you're not that intelligent though. I already feel silly compared to you".
You know he's not saying it with any kind of ill. He's definitely not calling you stupid; and he's not begging for compliments either. He's always honest in an almost innocent kind of way. You really like that about him.
You pull away just a tiny from his embrace in order to lock eyes with him. You're sure the love you feel for him is clear in your gaze.
"You're not silly even compared to me. It's normal I outstand you in what I'm studying; that's what my choice is. You know way better than I do about mechanics and stuff like that. Even cuissine" you add, as an after thought, just for the purpose of see him smile and laugh. You succeed.
"Mm. You know, that just reminded me what I can give you so you feel a tad better. Just give me a second" he asks, and you let him go reluctantly with a smile of your own.
Wrecker dissapears to the entrance of your apartment, where he had left his backpack before, and brings you a small paper bag that you waste no time openning up.
"Chocolate cupcakes?"
He nods with a sudden enthusiasm that makes your heart melt.
"I bought them on my way here" he explains. "I was waiting to bring them out after dinner, as dessert, but i think you deserve some right now".
You softly kiss his cheek; and inmediately smile and kiss his lips too when he turns his head and silently demands a proper one.
You take a bite of the first cupcake; offering him some too. He seems hesitant to accept.
"You know I'll get addicted and want to finish the whole thing too".
You shrug and kiss him again; answering inches away from his lips.
"And you know I prefer seing you happy than finishing this".
Wrecker gives you a warm smile and takes a big bite of the cupcake, a little happy groan following it; his other hand gently caressing the side of your body without even realising it. He's always wanting to touch you; consciously or not. He looks up at you and sighs.
"I love you" he reminds you, adoringly.
You pass your thumb over his bottom lip to wipe some chocolate away and reply.
"I love you too".
THE END.
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THAT'S OUR SPIN ON OUR BOY WRECKER! IT CAME OUT A LITTLE SHORTER THAN THE REST, BUT IT'S JUST A LITTLE ONE-SHOT IDEA SO I HAVE NO INTEREST IN MAKING IT A LONGER PIECE. WE'VE ONLY GOT ECHO AND CROSSHAIR LEFT!
LET ME KNOW IF YOU'VE LIKED IT!
I'M TAKING REQUESTS AND PROMPTS.
XX,
Sky.
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