bakerstreet | Let's go back to school

Let's go back to school

HIGH SCHOOL AU MEME

✐RULES
• Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom.
• They are now a part of Alternate Universe High! Student, teacher, janitor, what-have-you, you can decide on the spot or vary with your threads.
• Optionally roll the rng for a number between 1 and 12. This will be your prompt for your thread, though you are more than welcome to do whatever you want with things!
• Have fun!

✐LIST
⑴ Before Class | Need to copy that smart kid's homework? Or maybe you want to surprise that certain someone with something on their desk! Either way, the bells have yet to ring, so you have free reign!

⑵ During Class | Time to listen and pay attention! ... Or you can text and pass notes or whatever. Just don't get caught!

⑶ Lunchtime | ... Oh, gross, cafeteria food. Sounds like the prime time for a food fight! Or perhaps you were hoping for something more peaceful?

⑷ After School | Extracurriculars! Are you part of a school club? A sports team? Study session? Procrastination? The possibilities are endless!

⑸ Detention | For whatever you did (or didn't) do, you now have to serve some time for the school. Have fun with that.

⑹ Holiday/Break | The countdown begins! Is Halloween fast approaching? Are you excited for the summer sun? Or are you absolutely pumped for that week-long break? Suddenly, it seems as if nothing will get done...

⑺ Prom/Homecoming/school dance | DRESS TUXEDO CORSAGE LIMOUSINE DATE-- prepare to freak out until the event! Because it is SUPER IMPORTANT!

⑻ Teacher&Student | Need homework help? Or perhaps you just need a voice of someone that isn't your friend. Either way, it's time to explore this dynamic

⑼ Drama Drama Drama | HE SAID THAT SHE SAID THAT HE CHEATED ON HER FOR HIM WHO IS ACTUALLY STRAIGHT FOR THE GIRL WHO IS A LESBIAN AND DOING STUFF WITH THE PRESIDENT

⑽ Fight Fight Fight | FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

⑾ Spirit Week | Do you have enough school pride to dress like Lady Gaga (or whatever) during Spirit Week?

⑿ High School Romance | So much doki. Sooooo much doki. Do you want to confess? Ask someone out for a date? Or something else entirely? Just don't do too much PDA!

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Everyone has their own ways of dealing with a sincerely meant death threat. Robin dealt with it the same way he dealt with most things that made his system short-circuit, he blocked himself off. He locked his bedroom door, he turned out all the lights, let down the blind over the window and put on the big headphones that pretty much blocked out all sound other than what you were listening to. Then he blasted music so loudly that he couldn't even remember his own name.

For hours, and hours and hours.

Reynard had been worried. He'd hung out with Niall for a good while and he had no problem with not seeing Robin for the night, but not getting any reply to a message or not have him answer his calls, that was worrying.

So finally he had decided to not just sit around and worry, but do something instead.

The tree in front of Robin's house wasn't easy to climb and he managed to get a scratch across his face for his efforts, but it didn't really matter once he got a look at Robin.

He climbed in through the window and closed it behind himself, stepping up to the bed and wondering what might have happened. His father?

"Robin." Reynard touched his shoulder. "Robin!"

He literally lifted off the bed, he twitched so violently in fright at the unexpected touch, and then he just sort of stared at Reynard, trying to get his heart to stop racing. He pulled the headphones off, and the quiet after the loud music seemed to press at his head as if to make it cave in on itself.

"Rey... wh--what...?"

He was trying to ask what the other boy was doing there, how he'd gotten in and why he had a scratch on his face, but it just... didn't happen.

"I got in through the window." And he'd already forgotten about the scratch, at least for the moment, though it did bleed a little.

He had seen, hell, it was hard to miss, the obvious fright at first, the way he still stared at him like a deer in the headlight. "Didn't mean to scare you, angel, I just got worried cause we said you'd call after class and you never did."

There was no accusation, just concern, and he sat down on the bed as well, one hand on Robin's shoulder. "You're not okay..."

Of all the times to be all sweet, Reynard had to pick now. Not that it was bad of him, but it hurt to much to have him be wonderful when Robin was honestly scared shitless of being with him.

He blinked, stared some more and tried to remember how to talk. That's right, they did say he was going to call. He'd forgotten all about it, though it's not as if he wouldn've been able to anyway in the state he'd been.

He put a hand over the one Rey had put on his shoulder and swallowed hard.

"Sorry. Forgot."

He sat up, still holding Reynard's hand though now resting it and his own against his knee instead.

"Niall came and wanted a chat with me."

Reynard waited until Robin had a hand over his before draping himself all over and around him and just holding him close.

"'s okay, I just wanted to make sure..."

He froze when he heard Niall's name mentioned, something in his chest going cold and tight. That made this his fault, his fault that Robin was miserable, looked spooked, fuck, terrified... He didn't really need to ask what had happened, but he figured Robin needed to talk.

"Fucking asshole. I'm gonna..." Gonna what exactly? Damn this. "So what did he say? ...do?"

He settled against Reynard with a sigh, it was just too much effort to try for distance right now.

"He just... wanted to know how I feel about you, I think. And told me he'd kill me if I ever 'wrong' you."

"...fuck. Look, don't worry, Rob, I'm going to talk to him. After punching him a lot..." Reynard shook his head and pulled Robin against himself, wrapped himself around him as best he could. He hissed when he touched Robin's shoulder with his bleeding cheek, but dismissed it immediately. "He's... he just has his own logic and I know he's creepy, but I swear he won't touch you. I'll make sure."

Robin clung miserably to Reynard, shivering a little as all the tension in him started to seep out of his body.

"You shouldn't hurt him. Don't think that'll make it better and... I don't want him hurt. Don't want anyone hurt."

He hid his face in Rey's hair, mumbling into it.

"Does he do this to everyone you see?"

Because it's not like he thought he was the only one or anything.

"Nah. You're the only one, 's far as I know."

Reynard bit his lower lip, hand stroking Robin's back as he tried to comfort him. "He's... He thinks I'm ditching him for you, because I actually make plans with you and I don't really make those with anyone but him. Normally."

There would have to be some kind of consequence. "I'll make my rules clearer. He's very literal... And if I don't punch him at least once over this, he'll think I'm not serious."

"Y'don't... have to make plans with me. If that'd help. S'okay."

Well, it wasn't okay, and it probably showed in the way he clutched Rey tighter to him. He just felt like he should say that, or something. Partly because he wanted to know if it meant something to Rey that they did make plans with each other. He wasn't trying to be manipulative, really. He just honestly didn't want to make things harder on Rey, and he didn't want to get attacked by a creepy psycho... and then there was that. Wanting to know.

That might help, actually. However, Reynard might not be the most sensitive guy, not by a very long shot, but he wasn't an idiot and he felt Robin hold him closer and he tightened his arms around him in turn.

"I'll talk to him, angel, it's gonna be fine. Don't worry about it, y'hear? I won't allow your worrying."

Reynard kissed his lips and kept stroking him, other hand playing with his hair in an attempt to soothe him.

"We'll keep making plans, just us." He'd just maybe try to be a bit smarter with not letting Niall catch on to it. "I don't wanna lose you, y'know?"

"I'm still here, aren't I?"

Said with a faint smile since it had been rReynard who went looking after all and Robin knew the expression wasn't making a whole lot of sense in this particular context.

"Just... didn't know how to deal with that. What Niall said, I mean."

He hesitated, biting his lip in thought.

"'Specially since I've fallen for you kinda hard."

"Y'don't exactly have much of a choice, seeing how I broke into your house. Question is whether you'll still wanna see me tomorrow, y'know?"

Reynard held him tighter as he said that, really disliking the thought, hating the thought of Robin breaking up with him.

"I can imagine. Half the time I'm not sure how to deal with him, either. And he can be scary, I know..." Not that he'd ever scared Reynard, but that was part of the whole reason he and Niall were what they were, anyway.

Reynard's face softened and he caught Robin's eyes. "Good. I'd hate to be the only one."

His mouth went dry at that, and he couldn't really say anything at first. He hadn't really expected Reynard to say he felt the same way. He wasn't really sure what he'd expected at all, it had been more of a 'want him to know in case this whole thing ends because I can't handle it' thing and now he just sort of stared for a little. The words 'you don't mean that' wanted to jump out of his mouth but he kept them in.

"You're not. At all."

Goooood so lame, what the hell was wrong with him? Okay, so maybe he was a little excused for having been threatened by a scary sociopath but still, Jesus.

"Brilliant. I like it that way." Reynard smiled brightly and kissed Robin's lips, then he laid back on the bed, arms still around him, fingers in his curls. Obviously Robin wasn't breaking up with him and he'd made him feel better, so for now the situation was dealt with appropriately.

"What were you listening to, angel? Y'know, I think I've listened to more music since knowing you than I ever have my whole life." He tugged on a dark strand and grinned. "Not half-bad."

"Just loud stuff, to drown out the world. Think it was Rammstein when you snapped me out of it."

He picked at Reynard's shirt with his fingers, smiling a little.

"Music is how I understand the world. And how I try to make it understand me. It's my language, much more than English or Welsh is."

"Rammstein, huh? I kept being asked to translate the lyrics a while ago, a song or two were really popular."

Reynard kisses along Robin's jaw and smiled, then spoke against his ear.

"Then I must tell you, my angel, that you're the most fucking eloquent person in your language that I've ever met. You'll be famous."

"Let me guess, 'du hast'?"

Rey's words brought a bit of colour to his cheeks and he huffed with amusement.

"I'll be happy if I can just make a living on it."

"That'd be the one." Reynard frowned for a moment. "Which is quite the task, if done seriously, because it's all playing with words. Also don't care for their accents."

Because clearly his accent was flawless. Reynard smiled and shrugged.

"Eh, there's so many with no talent that make it, if you don't, that just wouldn't be fair."

"Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something."

When in doubt, quote something geeky. One of Rob's many guiding life-rules.

"The music business kind of sucks."

"What's that from?"

Reynard might have made fun of the geekery normally, but right now he was just glad that Robin seemed to be more himself and less scared out of his mind again.

"Well, sure it sucks. But look at how many idiots have made it big. You're actually talented! Also, fucking gorgeous, which definitely can't hurt."

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Let's go back to school

Here you go then xD

TEENAGE ANGST

YES ALL OF IT

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