hi!! not sure if you're taking reqs, but if you are
can i request a reader who is failing all their classes gets comfort from Riddle? and maybe some help ;;
Featuring: Riddle Rosehearts
Plot: You were always a slow learner. So it was no surprise when you made almost no progress in the exams. But this time, it was different, Riddle, your loving boyfriend had been tutoring you so that you could pass, only to give him your unsatisfactory results. How does he react?
Cw: comfort, established relationship, Riddle x GN!reader
A/N: I actually cried on the last day of grade six because I got such shitty grades in maths and was worried that I would not be allowed to go to the next grade.
You stood amongst the elbow-shoving crowd in front of the brown bulletin broad, where the ranking for the recent exams were pinned. You had been spending the last two minutes trying to shove your way to the front to see if your ranking had improved at all.
A few Heartslabyul students had noticed what you were trying to do and happily helped you to the front of the crowd. They were honestly just trying to get on your good side so that you would save them from your boyfriend, which you would have done anyways, but it's nice getting a bit of special treatment every now and then.
Once you got to the first year rankings, you traced your pointer finger from the top to the bottom of the page, searching for your name.
When you finally saw it, your heart dropped. '89 in ranking' In a year, there are about 100-120 students, so you being oh-so-close to the bottom probably meant that you would have to redo a year if you don't pull your socks up and try harder in the next exam period.
Quickly, you wrapped your thoughts up and shoved your way out of the mosh pit and ran down the hall to try and exit the building as fast as you could.
As you were walking through the courtyard, you spotted Riddle and Trey speaking to one another. As if Riddle had sensed you, he whipped his head in your direction and gave you and heartwarming smile and a shy wave.
Your expression twisted from desperation into panic when you saw your boyfriend. Quickly, you ran in the opposite direction of him, leaving your boyfriend and Trey by themselves.
Riddle curiously watched your fleeting figure leave the court yard into the direction of Ramshackle. Swiftly, he told Trey that he would be arriving back at the dorm later than usual and then quickly followed your steps to the old dorm.
Just as you entered, your chin bobbing up and down, a shear sign that you were about to cry, a knock on the door snapped you out of your episode quickly. You gathered yourself and went to open your door.
Your short, red haired boyfriend stood on your dusty doorstep, his eyebrows scrunched together in worry. You felt guilt wash over your mind. You must have worried him when you ran away without telling him anything!
You stepped to the side to let Riddle come in and followed after him into the living room, where he plopped himself down on a two seater sofa. He signaled you to sit next to him and you obliged.
And those were the words that made your tears spill. Salty tears run down your cheeks, turning them light pink. Your chin tugged up as you started to sob.
Riddle was startled, but like the wind, he place a hand on your back, rubbing soothing circles. You sobbed your heart out on Riddle's shoulder, surely turning it damp.
After a few minutes, you brought the heel of your palms up to your eye sockets, trying hard to plug up the still running tears.
Riddle brought his forefinger and thumb to your chin and lifted it so that he could get a good look of your wet face. "Why the tears? Were the results you got not the ones you expected?" he gently asked.
Of course he would be able to the head of the nail immediately.
You shakily nodded to the question. You thought that because that you did not reach your desired outcome, that you had wasted Riddle's time with tutoring you and that he was going to surely breakup with you because of this.
Riddle asked another question. "What did you get?"
Your voice was soft and wobbly, but you tried to answer as clearly as you could, "I-I got 89..."
Your boyfriend's face split into a wide and proud smile. He held your hands in his again and brought them up to his small chest.
"That is brilliant dear! You rose up a whole fifteen ranks!" he cheerfully exclaimed.
You were caught of guard with his enthusiasm. Why was he so excited for your horrible score? Yeah, you did improve, but not to your or his expectations, so what's the point of being happy?
"Dear, it is such a big improvement from last time, if we keep this up, you could get in the top 50's before the school year ends!" he encouragingly explains.
You didn't think of that... You were just so caught up in your disappointment that you did not notice how much improvement you made.
Riddle, still seeing how sad you were, said that he would organize with Trey so that he could spend more time studying with you so that you could reach your goal and not fail the year.
