Great Comet One-Shots

3. Pierretasha

Y'all all of these are from tumblr so far bc I haven't had time to write something just for myself so :\\

Pierre slumped over the desk in his dorm room, exhausted. He had been working for hours, but now was no time to take a break. As he sat, trying to think of what to write next, his phone, laying face down next to his laptop, began to vibrate. He picked it up and smiled when he saw that it was his favorite person in the world, Natasha Rostova. He pressed the little green button to accept the call and put it on speaker phone so he could continue working with ease. "Hey babe, what's up?" Pierre asked, trying to refocus himself on the paper he was writing.
"Where were you for dinner? You said we'd meet up at the dining hall" she said, disappointment obvious in her voice. Pierre groaned and glanced at the time. It was 8 pm. Great.
"God, I'm sorry Nat. I got so caught up in my work it just completely slipped my mind". Natasha hesitated before replying.
"I'm coming over" she said, and hung up. Pierre massaged his temples and turned back to the computer again. He began generating whatever came to mind, hoping that it wouldn't be obvious to the professor that he had no idea what he was talking about. No more than 10 minutes passed when three loud knocks were heard from the door.
"The door's open!" Pierre shouted over his shoulder, and turned in his chair to face the young woman who now stood with her arms crossed in the doorway. "Look Nat, I'm so sorry, I just got so caught up in my wor-"
"Dude it's okay, I get it. But seriously, you can't spend all your time on... whatever this is" she said, gesturing to the books and papers strewn across the desk. "You have to take care of yourself!" She added, making her way over to Pierre and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Natasha, I have to finish this first. My grade depends on it" He sighed, shaking her hand off his shoulder and and directing his eyes back to the screen.
Natasha wrapped her thin arms around him and, this time, laid her head on his shoulder. "No, now. We're going to go get some food. And the. you're going to sleep" she said, unwrapping her arms from him and reaching for the computer. "Is this all saved?" she asked, glancing at Pierre. He nodded, smiling at her, wondering how he was lucky enough to have someone who cared so much for him, someone who made him feel important and loved.
Natasha closed the computer and grabbed his hands. "Come on, where do you wanna go? It's on me" she laughed, pulling out a $50 bill from her front pocket.
"I'm good with anything, surprise me" Pierre said, getting up from the chair and walking alongside her to the door.
"Taco Bell" she decided, grinning at him.
"Sounds perfect" Pierre laughed. As they walked down the stairs and to the car, Natasha's hand never left Pierre's and he felt as though she was guiding him; not just to the fast food chain, but to a better life.