So our boy Pierre does that think where he takes his jacket off and kinda fixes it around both of them so they're r e a l c l o s e. And there's TENSION and they've both had this underlying crush on each other and Natasha's about to go in for a kiss when the bus shows up. They get to campus and say goodnight and walk their separate ways. Pierres car gets towed but he thinks it's worth it. (Pt 3/end) ((sorry this is long I'm bracelet anon and I've got feelings for this pining stage college au))
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Natasha and Pierre don’t sleep at all that night. Pierre finally decides he can’t take sitting up awake anymore and goes for a walk. He takes in the cool air, coated in mist. He sits on the hill in that lays just before the campus green
“Couldn’t sleep?” says a quiet voice behind him.
Natasha walks up next to him and sits down, tucking her legs beneath her. They look at each other for a moment but don’t say anything. Natasha curls up on his shoulder. Pierre clears his throat and smiles to himself, and Natasha nestles a little further into him. The sun is rising, and Pierre drapes his coat over her in a similar fashion as the night before. They sit like this for a while until Pierre’s stomach starts growling, and Natasha giggles. They start towards the dining hall.
All is still unspoken, but they both know. Sort of, anyway.
