Hello~ Love the fics you’ve been putting up so far thank you so much for them <3 Could I request some teacher!Ignis where he gets jealous/protective over another classmate pining over you?
A/N: Thank you,dear (and thank you for waiting). <3 I appreciate your sweet words. c: Well,I can certainly give it a try. Never written a teacher!Ignis, so this is new tome. Hopefully this sort of teacher I am about to write is the okay type. XD;
Rated: SFW
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He was one of the strongest and wittiest warriors you knew whenit came to the Crownsguard of Insomnia. Ignis knew how to grapple back anysituation into his clutches no matter how hard any of his students tried tocome at him with their best attacks or even their knowledge of certain subjectsin the classroom he had been given sanctity over in the Citadel to train newrecruits for either hunter positions or to be given the possible honor ofsomething higher under the ranks of the King or Prince themselves.
It was hard to stay focused most days. While thebattleground training was far more energizing and awoken you in the grip of theaction the classroom talks of history, elemency, beast lore…ugh, it was all sorepetitive, endless and dull.
Twiddling the end of your pencil into the desk as you triedto pay attention to your teacher (as Ignis was a supportive if not stern sort),you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Cautiously, you looked around to becertain nobody would take notice—especially Ignis—before fishing it out to takea glance at the message that had been sent your way.
Dimitrius (2:31 PM):Not getting too bored to tears by our teacher’s lecture, are you Y/N?
Scoffing to yourself you kept the phone near your lap justout of sight of Ignis before looking over your shoulder to catch the man aroundyour age sitting just in the back row diagonal from you. He was a tall one,about six feet with brown hair combed down the center, bangs hanging loosely oneither side of his face just above his jaw line with a single beaded braid thatoccasional dangled near his left cheek, a bit longer than the rest of his hairand stopped just past his chin. While clean shaven he did have a nasty scarover his left eye, leaving the orb misty in hue while the other retained itshazel green color.
The two of you hit it off rather well when you werepartnered now and again in the beginning of your training sessions when firstbeginning classes a year or so ago, but as of late it seemed Ignis was intentto keep the two of you apart and the only time you got to spend with him wasusually after class if Ignis didn’t attempt to get there first. While youenjoyed your teacher’s company after hours as well when it wasn’t dealing withclass related subjects, Dimitrius was equally enjoyable and fun to be around.
“It is so boring,” you practically mouthed to the fellowstudent, hating to talk foul about Ignis and his methods but he had a tendencyto ramble on far more than you cared for.
It looked like Dimitrius was about to respond but stoppedsuddenly and you heard why as Ignis’ ruler came snapping down on your desk tobring you back to attention. Spinning around to the loud and unforgiving sound,you removed your hands in haste with worry Ignis might strike them even if hisprecision was pretty dead on.
“Forgive me, Y/N, but am I interrupting somethingimportant?” Ignis asked, tone labored with ill amusement at being disrupted andnot having your attention.
“N-No, sir,” you responded, hating the students’ eyes wereall on you now. “I was—.”
“—Just paying attention to what I was talking about prior, Ihope,” Ignis interrupted, fixing his glasses upon the slope of his nose beforelooking back at the book he had opened before him. “So, Y/N, you can tell mewhat a duelhorn is weakest against then, correct?”
Admittedly, the last part of his lecture had become a hugeblur even before Dimitrius stole your attention away. “Umm, well…it’s…” Youwished you could cheat and maybe look at your phone for something or askDimitrius for an answer but everybody was watching your every movement.“Polearms…?” you finally departed with, looking nervously up at Ignis afterreleasing that answer.
His forehead wrinkled ever slightly as a single brow rose atthe answer. “Lucky guess, my dear,” he responded quietly as if to only allowyou the honor of hearing it. “And what else?”
Really? What else? Couldn’t he be happy with the one answer?Couldn’t he call on someone else in the classroom? Why was he picking on you sosuddenly? “And…swords?” you reluctantly responded, hand to the side of yourneck to try and massage away the stiffness. “I mean, what creature or person isimmune to swords cutting through them?”
While parts of the class found humor in that remark, Ignissighed with a shake of his head. “Shields and fire, Y/N, are also on the list.Swords do decent damage but not enough to bring down the creature in haste.Please keep your eyes and ears forward so I do not find my words falling ondeaf attention.” Just as he was about to pull away from you, Ignis opened hishand and beckoned his fingers inward as if asking for something. “Your phone,if you please?”
You wanted to fight him on that but you also didn’t want todraw attention to yourself anymore than you already had, relinquishing thephone to him with an annoyed sigh in the process.
Ignis pocketed into one of his chest pockets. “You canretrieve it once we’re done here, Y/N.”
As Ignis continued onward down the aisle talking still ofthe best way to handle duelhorns you did eventually sneak another look back atDimitrius only to have him mouth a ‘sorry’ at the predicament, feeling he wasto blame for it.
Once class was over for the day, you put away your notebookand other things within your bag before being stopped with a gentle pat on theback from your fellow classmate, Dimitrius. “You got me in trouble, you ass,”you likely jabbed with a laugh in between so as to show you weren’t venomousover the thought.
“I would have said something but he was coming right at you,Y/N,” Dimitrius whispered back before taking your hand into his. Your fingersrelaxed into his touch as the hold of his hand was far from being a friend butfelt like a quiet ask to be much more. “Hey, ummm…so I was wondering—.”
“Y/N, a word with you in private, if you please?” Ignisinterrupted from his desk.
Pulling away from Dimitrius and him as well from you, hesighed with a roll of his eyes at Ignis’ persistent behavior. “Whenever youditch the teacher, let me know. Talk to you later.”
“See ya,” you whispered back, fixing your bag over yourshoulder before heading up towards Ignis’ desk to at least ask for your phoneback. With all of the classmates out of the room, you grumbled with a hard lookat your teacher. “Well, you certainly are good at embarrassing your ‘pet’before your students, aren’t you?” It was obvious to everybody that Ignisseemed to prize you as a favorite of sorts; especially when the two of you werecaught after hours now and again. Jokes (cruel or otherwise) of sleeping withthe teacher did tend to circulate but you had never done such a thing and hadno intention of doing so. You just saw Ignis as a nice and interesting personto be around; especially when he wasn’t in ‘teacher mode’.
Ignis removed his glasses, fondling with them in his graspas he sized you up in a scolding manner from where he sat at his desk. “Sincewhen have you ever been allowed to exempt yourself from my tutelage, Y/N?” Heplaced his glasses back upon the slope of his nose, urging them better intoplace with his index and middle finger. “A shining example in terms of polearmsyou may very well be, Y/N, but if you slip your attention from the writtenword, you will forget what cause we are fighting for and what foes we may facebeyond these walls.”
“All I need is my spear,” you insisted with a wave of yourhand, dismissing the thought that he couldn’t at least be supportive of yourhard work on the field. “And my phone, if you’d be so kind?” Outstretching yourhand, you waited for him to release it to you.
His eyes seemed to narrow at you, unimpressed at somethingyou departed with. However, he did dig into his pocket and pull out your cellto hand over to you as you requested. “Just know that…I care a lot about you,Y/N, and if you were to fall on the battlefield before my eyes, I do not thinkI could escape the blanket of blame I would coil myself within.”
“There are no daemons inside the walls, Ignis,” youinsisted, looking through your phone first to be certain nothing important wassent your way during those hours without it.
“We will be upon the battlefield in time as we have toremain vigilant in terms of what we are up against should the Empire everattack as they are no stranger to using the beasts in their battles,” Ignisreminded you. When you remained fixated on your phone, ignoring him, you heardthe ever faint sound of leather tightening as his gloved hands moved into afist of annoyance upon his desk. “Dimitrius has your attention far better thanI it seems, even when vacant from the classroom.”
Hearing the awkward hurt in his tone, you huffed as youpocketed your phone with a tilt of your head. “Ignis—where the hell is thatcoming from?”
“Y/N, I’ve seen the way you two behave when in my presence.It seems I am but a memory when he’s around and your focus is far moreattentive on his own belligerent behavior,” he chastised out of jealousy.
“Ignis!” you responded heatedly, hands slamming down on the woodensurface you were casually leaning against in upset he would say that aboutsomeone you cared for. “He’s not belligerent!”
“He acts irrationally during the physical aspects oftraining, has nearly endangered you and other members on his team with hisreckless behavior, and has gotten that scar on his features from acting withoutmy guidance when we went outside the Wall to train on the actual field,” Ignisrecalled to you, jogging your memory of the times Dimitrius seemed to be moreintent to show off than actually participate at times.
“He does that because he’s worried about us, and he just wantsto prove himself,” you insisted, standing in Dimitrius’ corner. “I know therehave been several times you’ve even put him in his place and seemed to enjoy init too. You are not immune to being belligerent at times!”
The advisor to the Prince seemed cross with your response tostand by his side still. “He is not worthy of you, Y/N!”
Seemed the last part accidentally parted from Ignis’ lips ashe recoiled at his own choice of wording just as you had. “Wha…What…?” youasked softly, wondering if you did indeed hear that right.
Again, Ignis removed his glasses and pinched the space withhis other hand as if to relax a headache that had triggered in him. “Y/N…” Himsaying your name alone was heavy, as though the single word was difficult forhim to even part with. “…I would like to hope that I have some room for errorwhen it comes to the attentiveness of your heart.” You jerked your head backbut was hardly able to move your body as Ignis’ hand found yours to hold it ina manner that it too felt different than before. “When I fight with you—evenagainst you—it is as though we are one, dancing in perfect synergy that nobodyelse can match. You know what I require in terms of aid as I do you if notbetter than you do me, if I may so boldly state.” His glasses found rest uponthe slope of his nose yet again. “Duties occupy my time heavily as of late,leaving me with my thoughts of you and how I know I’ll regret everything if Ido not speak up sooner in regards to my emotions about all of this.”
When the heat upon your cheeks became evident, you did yourbest to try and ignore it and pass it away with a playful response. “You know,if you want to kiss me, Iggy, just say so.”
But it seemed he was more a man of action than youremembered. The chair scraping violently against the floor after your wittyremark, Ignis took to his feet to lean across the desk and usher your lipsagainst his. Your heart felt like it stalled in your chest at the suddenreaction, eyes wide as you couldn’t believe he would actually follow throughwith it. It was a simple kiss, nothing too sensual but one that was expressiveenough to tell you that he loved you far more than you had realized as itlingered for you to taste of his want and feed on the desire of.
