NINJAGO x Reader Oneshots

☆Jay ~ Tics☆

Requested by: AceIsGettingTooSilly

!!This oneshot includes mild scenes of tics (Tourette's Syndrome)!!

(it's not really a warning. Just a heads up if you're confused)

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Pronouns: he/they

Status: classmates/crushes?

Keywords:

- Y/N (your name)

- T/L/N (teacher's last name)

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Sitting still isn't exactly my thing. Especially not when there's a sheet of paper right in front of me that will determine my entire future.

Alright, alright. Maybe I'm exaggerating. I know that if I were to fail this exam, it wouldn't ruin my life completely. However, that doesn't mean I'm not nervous. It's the end of the school semester, the time when exams just pops around the corner.

Glancing over every unanswered math question, my brain scrambled to find solutions from my stored knowledge. The clock on the wall kept ticking faster, unless it was my ears playing tricks on me. I really can't tell.

"What is he doing?" The low whisper caught my attention. Who said that?

"They're so... weird." Huh? They weren't talking about me, were they?

Oh... right. Only now I realize I'm jerking my neck. Of course it attracts attention. I can practically feel their gaze burning holes in my neck.

You can say I've had similar experiences before. I can't do anything about my tics. I've had them since I was a kid, maybe nine years old. They usually didn't show during class, but I suppose there's always a first time for everything. It felt like an urge I couldn't ignore, that I just had to obey.

The faint whispers continued. I heard small whispers from my classmates behind me, their sharp gaze burning holes in my neck. Never had I told anyone — or more precisely, any of my classmates — about my tics.

I took a deep breath. Turning my head, I glanced over my shoulder to find some of the girls exchanging humorous glances, only for them to look away once I caught them. Doesn't the teacher hear them? I thought, my hand clenching lightly.

My heart felt like a bird ready to burst out of a cage as I noticed Jay curiously looking at me. Oh great heavens. It caused my eyes to blink ferociously. Quickly whipping around, my gaze fell on the classroom's exit. That door is looking real fine right now, I hastily told myself while staring the old piece of wood down, hoping it didn't tear apart. Actually, thinking about it, that would be nice. A distraction, to keep the curious glances away. Please, somebody break down the door.

For some reason, ever since I started high school, I had been drawn to Jay. His energetic and outgoing energy, and his lightning blue eyes... I never seemed to get him out of my head, and it had been bothering me every single night.

Give me a rest, brain. At least during exams. Please.

The pounding in my heart wouldn't stop. How was I supposed to concentrate on my math exam with all these glares? I had to get out of here to calm down my tics, as well as the creeping blush forming on my cheeks.