Hi!
I saw your write for Eli...I was wondering if you could do something about his s/o being in the beauty dept as him, and the get jealous about the attention he receives?
I’m sorry if that’s too long 😅
Nope, not too long at all, anon! Sorry if this took too long--
Writing under the cut!
Eli’s S/o Getting Jealous of the Attention He Gets
It’s no secret that Eli is sought after. Come on, the man has got it all; the looks, the personality--the list goes on. And yet, he chose you. The person who just so happened to get the honor of sitting next to him during first year.
You remember your first interaction clearly, despite it being quite a while ago. He smiled kindly at you, the tattooed ‘H’ just barely peeking out from behind his bangs as he turned to face your new teacher. That small nod sent your heart into a racing frenzy, even if it meant basically nothing at the time.
After a few awkward interactions, the two of you eventually fell into a routine. Nod, talk about everything that came to mind, then carry on with the day.
With each little chat you had with your seemingly perfect classmate, the more you began to fall for him. You began to notice the things nobody else seemed to. Ranging from the soft look he always gave children on their way home, to the small scowl on his face that always appeared whenever news of a particularly brutal fight circled the school.
However, despite all your watching, you never did see how he smiled a little more around you. So it’s safe to say you were quite surprised when Eli first confessed his feelings to you.
Though, despite being months along into your relationship, Eli was never one for PDA. You understood his insecurities, saving the best interactions for behind closed doors.
Which leads you to now, barely hiding your jealousy-filled glare beneath your folded arms. You attempt to drown out the squeaky, forced laughter of your love-struck classmates and underclassmen as they crowd around your boyfriend. The word brings a small smirk to your lips as a mental middle finger to those crowding around him.
You don’t see how his brows pinch in concern as his gaze falls to you, or the bright yet uncomfortable smile that graces his face while he tries to back away from the ever-growing crowd. He eventually reaches your desk with a minuscule sigh of relief.
“[Name],” he calls out to you. You finally look up from the comforts of your arms, your gaze turning sour when it falls to the group fawning loudly behind Eli. He opens his mouth to say more but is interrupted by an underclassman latching onto his arm, which then leads to more people clinging to him for “fairness”.
You feel your jaw go taut in agitation as you quickly whip your head away from Eli. The jealousy buries itself deep into the pit of your stomach, morphing into previously soothed insecurities. Your classmates and underclassmen were so much better than you in every way possible--better for Eli, your mind taunts. Tears of frustration well up in the corners of your eyes. However, it’s the familiar tremble of your shoulders that finally gain Eli’s attention amongst the crowd.
With the internal paternal alarms set ablaze, he manages to shove past the confused fans enough to lay a gentle hand on your shoulder. He winces as you flinch away, pushing his hair back with his free hand as a tired sigh falls past his lips.
“Hey,” he mumbles, leaning into to rest his chin atop your head. His heart lurches when you jerk away from him, loneliness he once thought to be gone now pooling in his heart. The murmurs of classmates fall upon deaf ears.
“[Name], please don’t be like this. Please tell me what’s wrong...”
A sardonic chuckle fills the air as you finally turn to face the crowd with puffy, bloodshot eyes.
“Eli, I’m fine, really.” You shrug off his hand, a wobbly and forced smile taking its place on your lips.
He doesn’t believe you. He stares into you with the same calculating look you’ve only seen on him before a fight.
“Are you... Jealous?”
You tense. Bingo. His pride is short-lived, however, as you once more tear your gaze away from him. But, his quick reflexes manage to snag your jaw between his thumb and forefinger just before your back is to him once more. He feels your cheeks heat beneath the pads of his fingers, your eyes widening at the now shortened proximity between you and the beauty student.
Before you can open your mouth to speak, his lips are slanted against yours. He pulls back slightly to coo at your flustered expression, half-lidded eyes holding nothing less than pure bliss and adoration. The loneliness in his heart fades back into obscurity as you crack him a small smile.
Your smile fades when the shrieks of your classmates reach your ears. With eyes wide with mortification, your gaze flits between your boyfriend and classmates.
“Eli-“
He kisses you once again, softer this time. The warmth of his lips on yours remains even after he pulls away, leaving you to chase after him. When the daze of the kiss finally settles, you meet Eli’s adoring gaze.
“Aren’t you bold today,” your voice is light as you stare back at him with a smile. The crowd had dispersed a while after Eli had initiated the second kiss, finally leaving you alone with the man you were proud to call your boyfriend.
“If being bold is enough to keep you by my side, then I’ll be sure to let you know how much I care.”
AHAHAHAHHAHAH MY COME BACK POST IS E L I. I’m sorry for disappearing for like a year- I think I’ll be more active?? But my ability to find inspiration was and kind of still is kind of dead, sorry…