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# "スケッチ" ⤷ albedo

❝ art is the perfect escape from reality ❞

. selected route ; スケッチ (sketches)

albedo . kreideprinz

. scenario - in which albedo sketches a picture of you while you're working on your homework (insecure! reader ; college au)

. music - call me : 90sflav

tw. none

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SCIENCE WAS NEVER your strong suit. You struggled in the subject however it was part of the curriculum to take it as a freshmen at college. Thank the gods for Albedo because otherwise, you would've failed ages ago. The blonde was a natural born genius who was gifted in everything science and art. Literature, history, and math came easily as well. Honestly the question was what couldn't Albedo do.

Science being required for the freshmen course made life difficult as you struggled your way to a barely passable grade. You were reluctant to have Albedo help out at first but realized that if you didn't get help from him- you would fail science entirely and either have to take remedial courses or repeat a year. He of course, agreed to help. Albedo had been a long time close friend of yours and in recent years had you realized that you have a crush on the smartass. Who didn't crush on him though? He is brilliant, gorgeous, and an absolute charmer.

The two of you sat in his dorm room. Decorated with all sorts of sketches, paintings, and prints. Being a student of the arts, Albedo's room surely reflected that. He sat perched upon his bed while you were working at his desk- frustratingly trying to finish your homework.

"I can't do this! I give up!" You groaned, throwing your pencil aside in annoyance.

A chuckle from your left caused your eyes to flicker to the originator of the voice. His long blonde locks settled around his pale face, the longer locks were pulled back into a braid. Emerald hues glimmered with sunlight, his laugh were as light as a dandelion fluffs floating in air. Sunlight shone brilliantly through the glass panels, hitting his golden features in a gentle glow of heavenly light. In his right hand was a sketchbook containing thousands of drawings and the other hand held a sketch pencil.

"What's the matter?" His voice was soothing and pleasant to listen to, a smile gracing his handsome features as he stared at you. You couldn't help but blush slightly, coughing to break eye contact with him. "This lab. It doesn't make any sense and I'm stupid." You explained, holding your paper out to him. Albedo graciously took it from you, eyes scanning over the paper with swiftness.

"Just substitute the problem with the formula for titration. Then find the mass. And you're not 'stupid'." He frowned, handing it back to you. With eyebrows pinched, you stared at him in utter confusion. "I am and what?"

His sketching pencil started to move, swift and adept movements as his emerald eyes landed on his drawing. "Use the 34 Moles that you found to find mass. Then use the formula to find the rest. And again, you're not 'stupid'. Have faith." He replied, eyes darting from side to side as his adept hand continued to draw. You sighed, taking his advice to heart and attempted to make sense of what Albedo had said.

After ten (very long) minutes, you had finally found the correct answer. Upon stretching your body out in celebration that you found the answer, you noticed his emerald eyes fixed upon you. Heat rose to your cheeks as you coughed awkwardly to snap him out of his trance. "W-what are you staring at...?"

Albedo smiled, laughing quietly. "Apologies, I spaced out for a moment. Did you solve the question?" You nodded, handing him your finished work for examination to which he scanned over it for any mistakes. "Perfect. You did wonderful." His objective appraisal of your work caused another flush of red to spread across your face. "T-That's because you helped me..."

"Regardless, I am proud of you. I also finished my work, would you like to see?" He held out his precious sketchbook with a smile to which you nodded eagerly. You bounced to his side, taking the sketchbook into your hands. Albedo's sketches are full of life, attention to details, and careful shading. The spiral-bound notebook was full of his personal works that he treasured. It filled you with a sense of giddiness as you flipped through the older drawings and landed on the one he had just finished. Red danced across your face as heat flushed your pale cheeks. Before you, was a sketch of your concentrated expression, a pencil held closely to your face as if in deep thought. Your brows cinched together were perfectly captured with intended strokes.

"What do you think?" He asks, peering over. His emerald eyes fixed upon the sketch he had created with great admiration of the work. "W-why did you draw me...?" You stuttered to which he laughed quietly. "Why wouldn't I? You looked so cute when you're so focused."

"E-eh?! I- uhm- don't look 'cute'..." You tried to scoot away from him, too embarrassed to face him until you felt his arms snake around your waist to draw you close. "Of course you do, don't say that."

You gulped nervously, feeling his hair brush lightly against your skin. It sent shivers down your body. "A-Albedo...?"

"Hm?" He hummed in response.

"Thank you," you muttered shyly to which a chuckle escaped his lips.

"Anything for you, (y/n)."

GOOD ENDING.

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