037 » on and on we carry through the fear

[shiruyeh]

CALL ME OUT MEME.

♛ please refer to this list for canon muses and this list for original characters. ♛ "call" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line of your post! ♛ this can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/shippy/smutty/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ here are some prompts inspired by other memes! ❶ — texts from last night. ❷ — morning after. ❸ — drunk/drinking. ❹ — picture prompt. ❺ — insomnia. ❻ — sharing the same bed. ❼ — snow day. ❽ — sky gazing. ❾ — roadtrip.

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[valhourdin]

[ Francel isn't alone in wanting more, but the boy seems to believe himself so, judging by his efforts to offer Zephirin something in exchange for his affection. Arching a brow, the professor takes his hand from Francel's cheek as they move apart, only to hold Francel loosely in his arms, over the blankets. ]

On its own, doing more gives me all that I would ask of you. [ It's hardly something that Zephirin yields reluctantly. ] It's the end of the week, so we could be less strict with ourselves then — whether or not you do well on your exam.

[ Again, Zephirin's lips quirk slightly. ]

You've been making progress, however. Don't forget that.

[haillenarte]

[at first, francel nods along, understanding — but the professor's final comment seems to miss its mark. his thin brows furrow as he stares at zephirin uncomprehendingly.]

Progress..? I've raised my average from a C+ to a B, but I don't think it's possible for me to get an A unless I get a perfect score on the final. Which... well, yes, I don't think that's possible.

[francel has the wrong idea of progress, it seems.]

[valhourdin]

[ Francel's improved average is definite progress in Professor de Leusignac's class — it's exceedingly rare that the man deigns to give any student a perfect score, ever swift to find some flaw to mark them down. At home, his progress can't be measured according to a grading scale, but his improvement here is just as encouraging, despite the few moments when he almost backslides.

Zephirin unmistakably wears a smile, as if he has a secret to share with Francel. When he leans in now, he does so to secure his arms around the boy, intending to lift him out of the armchair. ]

You'll be rewarded regardless.

[ Not for his grades, specifically, but for expressing his wants. ]

[haillenarte]

[it's been many long years since anyone thought to try and pick francel up, but he remembers what it feels like, and he instinctively secures his arms around zephirin's neck in turn, to make carrying him a bit easier. he leans his weight into zephirin's arms, staring up at the professor with a sleepy, adoring smile. he answers in a somewhat babyish tone.]

I like being rewarded. Will it be something good?

[valhourdin]

I would hope so.

[ Sober and awake, responsive, Francel is easier to pick up and carry through the apartment than he was after Emmanellain's get-together, fast asleep. The boy is tall, nearing Zephirin's own height, all long limbs, but the professor adjusts Francel's weight in his arms with ease, holding Francel against his chest.

Together, they leave the hallway behind them, and cross the bedroom floor. Zephirin carefully transfers Francel to the mattress once there, evidently not intent on monitoring the boy's dental hygiene in earnest. The bathroom is Francel's first nonetheless — Zephirin takes a seat beside him, on the edge of the bed. ]