Writing typeโฆ Headcanons and a short scenario
Pairingโฆ Rean Schwarzer x Towa Herschel
Gift toโฆ @iloyd-bannings! Happy birthday Aponi! Iโm sorry this is so short and that itโs not a full fic ;-; Still, I hope you enjoy this despite how rushed it is! ^^; (This is Zilverโs writing account btw, in case you didnโt know :D)
Trying to balance teaching and saving the world left Rean very stressed out. Luckily for him, he wasnโt alone. Towa made sure to help out and fill in for him every time he was too tired to teach.
This backfired on him though, as the swordsman eventually noticed the growing bags under her eyes. He tried to confront her multiple times about it, but the constant nauseating headaches heโs been getting always made him backtrack. After all, he didnโt want to worry the already overworked Towa more.
It took New Class VIIโs intervention for the couple to realise how much they were straining themselves. They were smart kidsโmaybe a bit too smart sometimes, but they werenโt about to ignore the sickness their instructors pushed themselves into (even Ash was worried, but heโd hunt you down if he ever heard you saying that).
Juna convinced (more like forced) them to share their workload with New Class VII. They gave in to her demands but tried not to give too much work. The deal ended the moment Ash and Altina snatched and dashed off with big piles of paper from both of their desks. They sat in pure shock and silence before chuckling it off together.
The couple eventually decided to work together with New Class VII and made a plan to make things more efficient.
โGood job out there, Rean! Iโll take over for now, if thatโs okay?โ Towa says, walking over to his desk while carrying a stack of paper. It was her load of work for the day and she had finished it all.
Rean puts down his pen as he yawns, stretching his arms above his head after a few hours of constantly writing in the same position. He turns to Towa and lazily waves a hand at her. She chuckles and returns the wave.
Gently putting the pile on his desk, she puts a hand up to her boyfriendโs forehead to check his temperature. He stares up at her with an eyebrow raised.
โLukewarmโฆ doesnโt seem to be hot enough for a fever,โ she mumbles, โmaybe you should take a nap for now.โ
Reanโs eyes widen after her words. He pushes her hand away hurriedly, but gently. โNo no no! Itโs okay, Towa! Iโm fineโโ
A stern glare from the short instructor causes him to stop talking. A cute pout slowly makes it way to her face and his rushed expression softened to a smile.
Towa sighs and takes off her instructorโs coat. She drapes it across his arched back then nudges his head towards his desk.
โSleep! You need it after working so hard everyday!โ
โI should be saying that to you!โ
Rean puts his arms up in surrender as his head is squished against the desk, courtesy of his girlfriend. She relents and ruffles his hair upโno doubt revenge from all those times he did the same to her.
He crosses his arms on the desk and lays his head down on it. He takes one last look at Towa before closing his eyes.
โMmmmโฆ goodnight, Towaโฆโ
Heโs fast asleep before he even knows it, and misses the hug Towa gives him from the side.
โSweet dreams, Reanโฆโ