𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕖𝕣 【 tommyinnit x reader

𝕧𝕚𝕚𝕚. презентация

i rocked back and fourth nervously on the balls of my feet as i watched ms. headspiel review my work. it was a hassle to try to get the painting to college without tommy seeing it, but i managed.

ms. headspiel's silence made me nervous as she ran her fingers along the textured brushstrokes of the painting. she nodded and turned to me, "well, y/n, this is truly phenomenal. this is of mr. simons correct? the boy in editing?"

i sheepishly nodded, blushing from both the compliment, and of the mention of my unofficial boyfriend.

"may i see a photo of him?" she asked, "i would like to submit this to the show, but i first need to see how true-to-life your work is."

i nodded and pulled out my phone, smiling at the photos in my camera roll. a majority of them was of me and tommy from last week at the park, or just of tommy sleeping. i found one that i loved, the paintings main reference, the screenshot of him showing off the painting i gave him to his stream. i turned my phone to ms. headspiel and allowed her to take it from my hands to examine.

she nodded, "well, y/n, this is incredible... you've got everything. the dimples, freckles, even every eyelash is perfect."

i smiled and released an unknowingly held breath. "thank you so much... i kind of see his face everyday at home, and i would keep adding to the painting because there was always something new."

ms. headspiel grinned, "you two are adorable, i must say. reminds me of how i was with my husband." she looked down at the painting with a pained smile.

"i heard about that, my deepest condolences to you and your family." i frowned slightly, remembering to when tommy told me about my teacher's recent loss.

"its alright, we can't change anything. everything that happens to us is destiny. now i don't know what god you worship, or if you're even religious, but i like to think that there's... something out there. what it is, i don't know, it could be a giant typewriter for all i care, but," she paused for a moment to swallow, "i believe that everything happens for a reason. the bad things happen to make you... to make everyone stronger. i miss him, of course, but i know he is glad that i am growing from this."

i nodded slowly. everyone thought ms. headspiel was a nut job, even before she lost the "r" from "mrs". despite everyone's thoughts, i agreed with her, or at least her idea of destiny.

"sorry," she shook her head, "i ranted for a second."

i smiled, "its alright, no need to worry about it."

"art show is this friday at 5 pm," she grinned at me and set the painting onto a desk, "your painting will be there, and i'm expecting you will be to."

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tommy's pov

mr. greyson watched my project with keen eyes. i nervously looked around the empty room. i had stayed back to show him, as i didn't want to embarrass myself in case he hated it.

the video ended, and the screen was black, with white words on display. mr. greyson nodded as the final scene faded out, "mr. simons."

i gulped and nodded, "yes mr. greyson?"

"i expect to see you there on friday at 5." he smiled and turned in his chair to face me.

i let out a breath and smiled, "wait, really? im--"

my teacher nodded, "yes, i'm going to submit this to the show. it was very good, the best you've done, and i believe its due to that transfer student."

i flushed, "well, it is technically for them so..."

he chuckled as i rubbed the back of my neck. i was dismissed and rushed down to the courtyard, were i saw y/n waiting for me.