My dove

Breaking is okay| h&c

*Authors note~ platonic lesso will always hold my heart just as much as our dominant queen lesso does*

Trigger warnings~ ADHD reader frustration?

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ Hey so i'm honestly loving all your platonic student reader w lesso fics so i'd like to request one. Maybe where reader is a trouble maker or just believes there not very liked by lesso till one day they have a mental breakdown or smt, you can choose and then just lesso comforting them. You can add if you want or whatever x
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Concentrating on classes was always something you struggled with. It was hard to focus your mind when it constantly felt overwhelming and overcrowded. Your mind often taking you away into your own secret space, where everything just made sense. No judgment and no fear. Unfortunately, no one else understood that you truly couldn't focus, it wasn't laziness or disrespect, you genuinely had an issue.

Due to the fact you were so misunderstood, you often became easily frustrated with people. After all why were they blaming you for something you had absolutely no control over? Don't they think you want to focus? Clearly not. Your frustration often mounted into unexplainable rage, causing you to act out in your classes and receive the reputation of the "bad student", being given the name made you feel as though you should live up to it. If they had given up on you already then why bother trying anymore?

You'd had many frequent visits to the Dean of Evil and even the Dean of Good sat in on a few hoping to breakthrough this bad behaviour routine. Clarissa gave up quickly, writing you off completely as a lost cause, while Leonora continued to try and puzzle all this behaviour together. You were bright, she knew that, you had friends so that wasn't the cause. Your attitude and body language all perfectly tweaked to give off the vibe of nonchalance. Yet Leonora knew it was all an act, something was bothering you and she wasn't going to rest till she figured it out.

You'd skipped your curses and death traps class which raised an alarm bell for the Dean. After all you never missed a chance to get under her skin, that's what made you all the more of an interesting case. You didn't fear her or any punishment she may give. That's why she decided to check on you after the lesson finished. Locating the dorm you resides in was not difficult, she'd had to escort you back here many a time. Yet what was most unusual was the sounds of things breaking and harsh sobs. It wasn't like you to show this type of emotion, so what on earth had caused it?

She was concerned to say the least and that's why she snuck in, you had fully destroyed your dorm. Glass smashed, photo frames ruined and sheets of paper strewn everywhere. With a quick glance she quickly located your small form curled up into a ball. You were truly a mess. Your hands tugged at your hair as you cried all your frustrations out. You just wanted to be normal, like everyone else, yet you clearly weren't capable of that if this breakdown was anything to go on. You were so het up that you didn't even notice the Dean in your dorm, watching every slight movement wondering what to do with you.

"Love?" She murmured gently watching as you poorly attempted to pull yourself together and adopt that "I don't give a fuck stance." She sighed seeing you struggle internally, on one hand you seemed exhausted and struggling on the other you seemed frustrated at her presence. "What happened in here little one?"she whispered coming closer to you, noticing the notes for her class surrounding you, "were you studying dove?" To which you nodded feeling more tears streaming down your rosy cheeks. "Nothing fucking goes in! It's frustrating you all think I'm just bad, a lost cause, that I don't try. But I try so fucking hard to learn, to make you all like me but you've given up on me like I've given up on myself" you trailed of dejectedly, it felt freeing to finally tell someone. You weren't quite sure why it was her but when she scooped you up into her arms you were glad it was.

"I haven't given up on you love, I just want to understand. Your bright I know you are so it was confusing to see such behaviours from you. I want to help you and now I have more of an idea how to." She stated slightly rocking you in her hold as you sobbed into her neck. Her hand rubbing slow circles on your back in a soothing manner. "Now how about we tidy all this up and then we can sit down and try to work this out okay?" She hummed as you nodded in agreement.

She helped you tidy watching as you became distracted by random objects or noises that would take your focus away. She gently reminded you of your tasks and broke it down into small manageable chunks. She noticed you were more productive with simple clear instructions and a lot of praising. You seemed to enjoy the one on one interaction and she started to notice the same humour you'd started at the school with returning.

Once the dorm had been tidied you sat on your bed with her and mumbled thanks, embarrassed by your breakdown. She hushed you and decided on a plan of action. Every day after classes you'd attend her office and she'd help you study whatever you were struggling with on a one to one basis. Finally you felt herd, seen and cared for. It was the first time in a long time you'd felt so content.

Your breakdown had depleted your energy levels drastically and you could feel yourself starting to nodd off. Lesso also spotted this and encouraged you to lay down with one final reminder, "it's okay to break, as long as you get back up dove, your wings aren't broken forever and I'll help every step of the way"

Word count~1033