𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘙𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴: 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗔𝘁 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝗲 (Highschool AU)

3 - Fallen

|[ Alexsandr ]|

"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!"

"Excuses. You little bitch, making me look like an idiot in front of that entire class earlier. . ."

Thrawn roughly grabbed onto his hair, causing the other boy to cry out in pain.
"You better mean you're sorry," the Chiss hissed angrily into his ear. Alexsandr felt hot tears running down his cheeks. He hated to cry- especially in front of his boyfriend.
"I mean it, I. . I am sorry. . ."

Thrawn sighed and let go. He held onto Alexsandr in a tight embrace, his hands traveling up and down the ginger's back in comfort.
"Shh, don't cry, dear," Thrawn said, his voice masking the anger within him. "But never do it again, or else."
Alexsandr looked up at him.
"Or else. . ?"

That earned him a hard slap against the face, and he would've stumbled backwards if it weren't for Thrawn's hold on him. Alexsandr bit his lip to stop himself from crying again, but the more he tried, the harder it was.
Thrawn lifted his chin up so he could look at him.
"I didn't want to do that, but you deserved it. I don't like stupid questions. Is that understood?"
Alexsandr nodded.
"Good. I hope you know that I love you and care very much about you. You just need to listen to me."

Thrawn placed a hand behind Alexsandr's head and pushed him forward, their lips locking together whilst still in the school bathroom. Alexsandr never liked to kiss, or even touch his boyfriend. . .he was afraid of him. He was partially sobbing into the kiss and just wanted it to end already.

After they parted after some time, Alexsandr turned to leave, but Thrawn quickly grabbed onto his arm and held him back.
"I'm not done yet," the Chiss said sternly. Alexsandr was about to ask what he meant, but decided against it, remembering what Thrawn had told him earlier. So he obediently stood before him, awaiting anything that was to happen.
Thrawn ran his fingers through Alexsandr's soft hair, whispering things intended for him, and only him. He then leaned in again to kiss, but this time, aimed for Alexsandr's neck.

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|[ Kanan ]|

She was storming down the hallway, muttering to herself and clearly angry.

This was perfect.

Kanan mentally prepared himself.

He followed her, trying his best to look cool and collected. He finally caught up and pretended he didn't even notice her. Then, he pretended to drop his pencil.

"Oh no, my pencil!" He said over-exaggeratedly, loud enough for at least three classrooms to hear. Hera spun around to find some weird dude getting way too distressed over a fallen pencil. She lifted a brow, but said nothing.

"It's on the ground," Kanan added, hinting for her to pick it up and give it to him. It was so obvious. . .

"It's right there."

Hera rolled her eyes. "What're you doing? Shouldn't you be in class?"

"Well. . . ok, what're you doing out here?"
Kanan dropped the act- she hadn't fallen for it at all. . .

"That's my business really. I'm not the one being obnoxious in the hallway," Hera replied. He had never seen this side of her before, but he liked it. . . he really, really liked it. . .

"No, I just.." He glanced back at the small object. "Dropped my pencil. . ."

"Uh-huh. And tell me why you're following me again."

"I'm not following you," Kanan laughed nervously. "I, uh. . ."

Hera sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't have time for this." She then checked her phone as if waiting for a notif to pop up.
Kanan rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. She was way too smart to be tricked by the likes of him.

"You're right, I was sort of following you. I just saw you were upset and wanted to make sure everything was ok." That sounded like such a stupid answer, but it was the truth.

"I'm. . . fine. Just a little tired, I guess. And things aren't really going well for me," Hera said, her voice lowered.

"Do you need someone to talk to?" Kanan asked. Surely she did. . .

Hera thought for a moment. She could use a talk. . .

"Alright. But only a few more minutes. I can't skip class like this."
Hera leaned down and picked up Kanan's pencil from the ground, giving it back to him.
"Here you go, by the way."

// Kanan though lmfao //