Solar Eclipse - bed-chem-wink-wink

In this world, Aventurine was constantly fielding off topics of conversation surrounding love. If it wasn't flirtatiousness from a customer, it was soulmate talk. Most of the universe, at this point, had slowly come to terms with the concepts of fate and soulmates, but it was still a conversation that drew a lot of attention. However, for Aventurine, it was a topic he always avoided. A sly change of topic, a whispered word or two, or just a subtle movement away from any person, and they'd stop, understanding the implication.  To the rest of the world, Kakavasha didn't have a soulmate. If anyone asked, he gave some excuse about them probably dying young, but he knew the truth deep down. He didn't know specifics, but by kindergarten the writing and math on his arm told him everything he needed to know: his soulmate was out there, but they were probably old enough to be his dad. The topic became less and less hard to broach as the years went on, but by the time he was in his mid-teen years, he'd already latched onto his other story. Attempting to change everything now would only be confusing, and explaining to the world that no, he did have a soulmate, would be a little confusing now. Not to mention, explaining the ages... That was a conversation left for another time. Still, as he'd flipped the calendar into the new year, and was celebrating his newfound adulthood, he had to wonder. Would it mean anything different for him? woot woot. first day of classes. Mentioning his age was a nonstarter at this point, seeing as he'd trusted his soulmate with it nearly ten years ago at this point. got any words of advice for a not-so-shitty freshman year, doc~? He knew just enough about his soulmate to be able to joke around, but he was always pushing for more, desperate to learn even a bit more about the reserved man. He capped his pen, slipping it into his pocket as he tugged his sleeve down. His first class was Chemistry. A dreadfully early 8am class

3:59 PM

that he'd had no choice but to take, stuck with a new professor that it seemed no one knew anything about. He slipped into the room, hair tousled around his head, and looking a bit like he'd rolled straight out of a trust fund into his seat. White button up with the top few buttons loose, khaki pants, some simple jewelry, and a neat pair of sunglasses pushing back some of that blonde hair. Perhaps most noticeable, to students and maybe a few staff, was the green Aventurine stone on a ring on his thumb, signifying his "in" with a certain company, and therefore their campus organization, and showing off the reason he was in a class certainly not meant for freshman. Oops.

Veritas Ratio didn't talk about his soulmate. Not that he didn't like his soulmate, quite the opposite. The man filled his thoughts with the mysterious person often. It was that he found out at 20 that his soulmate was still a child, after convincing himself that his soulmate had died in early childhood. It was better that he didn't talk about the person he was devoted to. Good luck. One day, maybe he would give more information. His soulmate was a freshman in college, and he was just starting to teach. He didn't want to be... weird. Don't be late to class. Try not to worry too much about everything. Ugh. Don't be late? He was almost late himself. Best to get going now or else he would make a fool of himself as a new teacher.

welll, i got lost on the way, so i'm already losing one of those~ It was 8:05 by the time Aventurine found the room he was meant to be in. He slipped in silently, offering a quick wave and a mouthed apology to the professor as he slipped into the only available seat - one somewhere in the front row. He had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a little bit of writing scribbled on the inside of his forearm. Not enough to be noticeable, but definitely there. He pulled out an empty notebook, toying with his pen as he tried to pay at least some attention to what the professor was on about. This should be a syllabus day, right? So, if he didn't pay that much attention, it'd be fine. Right? made it though~ He doubted he'd get a quick response, used to waiting long periods of time for the other man to have free time. He seemed to make good time for him, though, so he couldn't complain. Right. Chemistry. He was not paying attention.

Ah, he was still well over 30 minutes early. Perfect timing to properly set up his desk and make sure his notes were in order again. He pushed his glasses up, the button up shirt and sweater vest over black slacks giving him a somewhat stereotypical appearance. At least his arms were covered. Of course you're going to be late on the first day. Be careful. Looking around, it seemed like a very basic group of students. Nothing quite out of the ordinary. 8 AM. Two minutes should suffice before he started talking. Partway through his introduction, this trust fund twink rolled in, sitting dead center in the front row. "Good morning to you Mr..... Whatever your name is. Perhaps getting up earlier will keep this from happening again." He went back to discussing the syllabus, golden red eyes scanning the class near constantly.

Whatever your name is. "Aventurine~" He almost sing-songed in response, very obviously not taking anything to heart. Sure, he was technically an adult, but at heart he was still a teenager growing into a name a few sizes too big for him. He didn't seem to be super engaged otherwise, absently scribbling in his little book or not-so-slyly checking his phone underneath the desk. He'd occasionally sneak a glance at his arm, but finding no response there, was quick to redirect himself. Despite not paying much attention, he made sure to take mental notes of his professor. If this was someone he was going to be dealing with often, even if just for a required credit or two, he'd have to learn how to work with him -- or, even, get things from him if he needed something for this class. bored :/ save me from required credits its too early for this.

Ratio paused. Ah, this was the Stoneheart kid intern. No wonder he dressed like that and acted like he owned the place. "Mr. Aventurine, then. Do make an effort to be on time in the future." After a few minutes of just talking about how he expects his class to run, he stops suddenly. He'd been writing in a notepad the whole time he had been talking, but hadn't stated anything about it. It seemed it didn't take long to match everyones names to faces when he opened his mouth though. "To make things easier, I'm going to have these seats be your seats for the rest of the semester. I don't take kindly to my class being interrupted by silly spats over students sitting in a seat that 'belongs' to someone else. You sit in your seat and that's final."

"My bad~ Got a bit lost, Professor uh-" A quick glance at his schedule, "Ratio~" Aventurine didn't bother to actually respond to his statement, just nodding as if he would keep it stored away -- as if he had any plans of coming to this class more than infrequently. This was a class he was required to take, yes, but it wasn't something for his major. So, it didn't matter too much to him as long as he could scrape by. The note about seats had his head snapping up, and he paused, grimacing as he sunk a bit into his seat. Fuck me. That's what he gets for being late, he guesses. Oh well. Can't be stuck in the front if you're not here. Right? professor already hates me though LMFAO.

"That's Doctor Ratio, to you. I don't have two doctorates to be called 'Professor'. You should have looked around yesterday." He finished the syllabus and paused for a moment, checking his notepad to make sure he hadn't missed anything too important. "And with that, I believe I have covered the syllabus. Do you have any questions for me about the class or expectations, whether I covered it or not?" Exactly on time. 30 minutes early. Perhaps if the students weren't complete buffoons, this question time would go quickly and he could let his students go early. It meant that he could have a longer break before his next class. Aw. Vasha's professor may not like him... I hope it goes well. Perhaps its just off to a bad start.

Doctor, hm? He looked relatively young otherwise. He took a moment to properly look at his professor, trying to decide what kind of year this would be. Definitely not young, but young enough to be new to this. Maybe inexperienced with teaching? That would make it easier to pass... Or incredibly difficult. His hand went up into the air lazily, illegible scribbles over his forearm. He didn't quite care enough to hide anything, knowing that it was likely hard to read from far away. "Is attendance mandatory, or..?" There were likely a few other questions scattered around the room, but he'd be the first to speak up, asking the question on everyone's minds.

Ratio's eyebrow quirked up at the question. "You are aware this is a chemistry class, yes? With chemistry comes math, and it all builds off of itself. If you miss a day, I highly suggest you ask me if I have an open seat in another one of my classes for you to come make it up. No penalty for that, of course. Otherwise, you show up. You do the work, you'll get the grade." He crossed his arms, a slight scowl on his lips after that. 'Is attendance mandatory?' what kind of question is that you stupid faggot?????

Aventurine sulked down into his seat, arm dropping back to his side. He shrugged, scribbling that into his notebook, as if he would pay any mind to it. He did, maybe a bit, roll his eyes, peeking at the students nearby as if to gauge their reactions. Some seemed a bit off put by his haughtiness, some were half asleep, some definitely were sneering at Aventurine. But with no one on his side, he didn't bother to say much more. He tapped his pen on his knee, somewhat restlessly, as if he really wanted to get out. It was mostly quiet, at least, so he wasn't disturbing anyone. veriiiiiii

"Nobody else? Perfect. Let's get going." The projector turned off and he began to neaten up his things at his desk, shaking his head as he sat up his things for the year. yes, Vasha.

i'm free forever! Aventurine pushed himself out of his seat quickly, making a point to jot down his professors contact information before grabbing his things. He didn't bother to linger, being one of the first few out the door as he found his way to his next class -- or rather, the library to wait for his next class.

congratulations, how did it go? He was glad nobody really seemed to be needing him for anything, it left him to write with his soulmate. i had a student that was far too full of himself /already/.

awful :/ my professor's kind of an ass? like. i get it. flaunt your degrees. but also just kind of a dick. also he definitely hates me. he settled into a comfortable corner, pulling out his phone to keep an eye on the time. oh? did he at least deserve to be egotistical?

10:47 PM

Email!

Subject: Apologies & Looking Ahead

Dear /Doctor/ Ratio,

I wanted to apologize for being late today and for how my question may have come across—I appreciate the clarification. Looking forward to your class and the challenge it brings.

By the way, if you ever need insight on financial modeling or data-heavy projects, I’d be happy to help. I’ve attached my card for networking purposes.

Best,
"Aventurine"
[LinkedIn Profile]
[Stonehearts official title and email attachment.]

Oh what if i killed myself.

I don't think that's true. As someone who. is also a man with a lot of degrees and is very proud of them. I'd probably be frustrated with you but not hate you.

He paused for a moment before scribbling. The kid gave me a /business card/ on his way out of class. ew. aaaaand. delete email.

a business card? those are /so/ easy to lose. eh. can't blame the kid. how else are you gonna network? He was a bit more defensive, knowing the situation hit a bit closer to heart. Of course, he didn't know exactly what Veri was going through anyway. How'd it go, otherwise~? You get any fun anecdotes?

Nothing this class. I do feel like there are a few people who aren't going to be in my class long, though Networking isn't really the phrasing i would use for 'rubbing his position in my face... Anything else of note from your first class?

eugh just a super uptight professor. i hate getting up early, so i'm gonna be late all semester :/ hopefully he doesn't dock me too much but ugh also i'm stuck RIGHT front and center so this dude has hawk eyes on me. He seemed to relax a little the more he spoke to Veri, enjoying the break from everything. who's gonna be the first to drop?

Assigned seats? I'm sure it isn't that bad. Not having to hide his arms for fear of a kid scribbling all over them was nice. He really did keep time for this mystery person. Hopefully this asshole, but he looks too smart for that. It will probably be someone sitting in the back.

assigned on accident. i took the last one left and it was one of those "you're stuck here! gotcha!" moments what are you teaching again? can you just like assign some really hard things to make him drop? is that fucked up to ask?

mm. I see. front row isn't bad. I hope my favorite students end up being my front row seats.

Nothing too bad, but I wouldn't want my other students to have a bad time because of petty revenge. It's not necessarily an easy class.

omfg you're teaching one of those classes? are you a hard ass during teaching? He didn't know much about his soulmate, but the man was decently reserved and seemed to have a strong personal code. So, it'd make sense. However, it was interesting to see how different he was from himself. i'm hoping i can balance all the class stuff with this new job.

I'd like to think not, but it is only my first year properly teaching. He struggled to open up to Vasha about himself, and it made sense. You spend so much time learning what you can and can't say about yourself for so long and it becomes harder to open up, not to mention the general trust issues. Right, you have that new internship. If you need help, let me know.

i should be good! it's all money management, and i'm great at that ;) He tried to keep things lighthearted, even if the two of them were dancing around properly getting to know one another. He always wondered how things would change when he was an adult, but it seemed that things were still.. well, the same as ever. He wouldn't push it now. It didn't seem particularly important. when's your next class?

I don't have another class to run for a couple of hours, another chemistry class. What about you? Is now a bad time to start opening up?.... Vasha is the same age as his students, what if it came off as creepy?

i have some marketing class in about an hour, but i'm just chilling in the library until then. He grinned upon seeing the actual subject, softening a bit. Chemistry, huh. Hey, my chem class was the one I just met Mr Hardass in! At least you're better than him. ♡

I'm glad you seem to think I'm better than whatever professor you just had. I do feel you are a bit biased. Chemistry and Physics had always been his favorite. Math and Science combined made for a happy Ratio. Good luck with your class, Vasha.

i can be biased and i can be right! they're not mutually exclusive. He pulled out his notebook and laptop, beginning to tap around to work on some things. Do you ever. Like. Get annoyed if I'm just scribbling while you're teaching? Class is so boring.

Oh I know, but you haven't even properly met me Ugh, time to start dealing with the roster and putting the chart from earlier into his computer program. Make his life easier. No, I don't mind. I keep you in mind whenever I see it, so I can write you back afterwards.

awee, he thinks about me during class ♡ i'm so special. He loved to be a little bit of a tease, knowing that Ratio was a bit more reserved about it. It was entertaining to at least try and fluster this man. tell me more about class! or was it really that boring? it feels like my day has been boring as hell.

You're my soulmate, Of course I think about you. It didn't help that his cheeks had been going red at the teasing and flirting since Vasha was thirteen. It's just the syllabus day. I'm sure there will be more entertaining situations soon.

~~Your cheeks have been going red for longer you freak.~~ Oh, that made his stomach flip in a weird sort of way. He'd always been flustered by the concept of his soulmate, but getting to know more about him was rare. This, in of itself, was an opportunity he'd never really had before. damn. no gossip for me </3 any professors you hate? He was really just trying to entertain himself, not feeling the urge to scroll any form of media and instead just settling into researching something for his internship while he waited. how much do professors usually take off for lateness?

I haven't met many of the other professors. I do think I'm the generally disliked one, unfortunately everything was fine. it would be a nice relaxing couple of hours.

Depends on the professor. some don't accept it, some don't penalize at all. i feel like i usually see 20% and 50% docks for lateness.

TWENTY PERCENT? how much do YOU take off?? you're a pretty uptight guy so like. yours would be the worst case scenario right?

Oookay... Maybe Aventurine really should force himself to class...

It depends on the scenario. I really do not like late work, and I'm usually one to not accept it, but if you bother to actually communicate I try not to be too harsh.

He hoped it wasn't odd for Vasha to hear about how he thought as a teacher. it wasn't.... bad, was it?

okay. and how much would you dock if i was late to your class. like. every day. He was enjoying listening to him. This was the most he'd gotten him to talk in years, and he certainly wasn't going to take it for granted. He was never this open, it was.. nice.

I would just kill myself, I think. He paused, chuckling to himself and writing again.

That's entirely a joke of course, but I think it would really irritate me to have someone be late all the time. It really depends on how late you consider... late?

like. five to ten minutes because i'm bad at getting up ;) hangovers suck He was just barely old enough to drink, he'd probably get scolded for that joke soon enough. i was late today and he looked like he wanted me dead, bro. i really need to step it up.

You're lucky I don't care enough to fuss at you for that. He paused again, tapping the pen against his arm a few times. Vasha would see a few little black dots appear from where he absentmindedly tapped the nib too hard. No, I wouldn't dock you for that, but it would irritate me to no end.

okay, so i can be 5 min late to every class. right? He laughed softly to himself, turning the little dots into a face. It was a little cat, it seemed, that he scribbled between them as if he were connecting them into an ear and a nose. i'm sure that's a great way to get on his good side~

Please do not get killed by your professor, Vasha. It wasn't often that the older man doodled, but he couldn't help but smile seeing the little cat on his arm. perhaps he should mess around more often.

Aventurine sketched a little die next to the cat, the top landing on a little three.

damn. there goes plan one. i don't even need to take chem! i suck at it. they just required a science class and that was the only open one.

Ratio poked around, doodling some leaves absentmindedly. It's not as bad as it seems. You can always ask me for help. I'm sure our curriculums are fairly similar.

i wish i could just send you this syllabus. it's THICK. i'm telling you he's a hard ass. He took one of the leaves, doodling around and on it to turn it into a feather -- a peacock, to be exact. i'll be needing your help often.

They're meant to cover everything. of course it would be thick He liked the little feathers Vasha wrote on him. That's more than fine. I'm happy to help.

i feel like he could have condensed it a little further than like an actual stack of papers?? cmon just make it easier on me.

He was happy to keep doodling, knowing that it hid the words nestled between all the little drawings. Everyone around him always had words on their arms, so he knew he wouldn't stick out.

Maybe it was just for you~ He laughed softly and started to write a few notes on his arms. Just a few basic things to remember, something about dinner, that sort of thing. I hope you don't mind my notes in the chatter. `I hope my notes being mix

just for me? oh, he must hate me to give me that much. He ran his finger over the words as they appeared on his arm, smiling softly. It was always nice to see him do that. It was nice to see something normal when he already knew so little. It humanized him a bit. i do it all the time~ can't blame you. i write shit to remember all the time.

I noticed. I just know that my notes can be a bit strange. Finished. It was mostly illegible, but. . Doctor handwriting. Vasha's notes were always silly. He liked seeing his soulmate so... laid back.

veri: more hydrochloric acid plz! He glanced at the time, rolling his eyes. Eugh. He should get moving soon. He put his things away, slinging his bag over his shoulder. class time~ see ya, veri~

He couldnt help but laugh. Something about this soulmate of his never ceased to make him smile. see you soon, Vasha.

The two would likely absently chat throughout the day, petering out from there. He was careful to set his alarm early, but stupidly went to bed far later than he would like. The lack of sleep, naturally, caused him to oversleep his alarm. He swore himself out quietly, realizing he hadn't been too late before jumping out of bed. Haha guess who overslept. He gathered his things quickly, shoving a pen into his pocket so he could write as he walked, speeding to class. He was, once again, five ish minutes late, but to his credit, he slipped into the room silently and sat in his seat quickly, a little annoyed at the predicament he was in.

Again? Vasha.... Ratio's head snapped up to see the student walking in. "Late again, Mr. Aventurine." There. Front and center. His class was filled and everything was perfect. "Lets get started on the basics. Please tell me you all are familiar with a basic periodic table?"

Aventurine bit his tongue, stopping himself from making a comment. He would just approach the professor after class in order to apologize, and maybe try to get on his good side. He scribbled in his notebook, only paying half attention to the lecture, keeping an eye on his arm. Nothing other than that first response when he was trying to get out of bed. my alarm didn't go off right! I must have snoozed it. i'll be better tomorrow ugh. Aventurine did not give a shit about the periodic table, honestly.

Ratio rolled his eyes at the student, turning to the board to start drawing things up. "I'm going to go through this quickly, you should have learned this in your high school chemistry classes. If any of it confuses you I have office hours after my noon class, and you can always send me an email." He is quite the yapper, it seems. Maybe you need a better alarm clock, Vasha.

The yapperrr, at least he liked to hear himself talk... He might complain more with any other teacher, but his voice was surprisingly nice, all things considered. This could be a far worse class to sit through. He sketched out the little notes on the board, only really doing the bare minimum. He definitely wasn't paying attention, and would likely have to guess at any questions thrown his way unless he actually decided to think. Unlikely, given how early it was. Office hours? Written in his book, that was one of the most important things to know. this prof loves to hear his own voice.

At least he wasn't too irritating during class. Turning back to the class, he continued to talk, checking the watch on his wrist to see how long they had left. 15 minutes. Hmm. He could finish in time. He turned around, pushing the bangs out of his face as he took a breath, opening his little notebook again. Always so.. to the point.

Aventurine mostly zoned out for the rest of class, absently doodling in his notebook or on his arm. The class didn't catch his attention, and he wasn't super into the beginning parts of these lessons anyway. He slumped just a bit, drawing little shapes on his arm as he waited for the clock to tick over. Less than five minutes... Come on...

"Alright. We're done. If you have anything to say to me, say it on the way out, in an email, or at my hours." He closed his notebook now that he's done teaching and turned around to erase the bit of the whiteboard he had used. ~~Definitely not accidentally showing off my ass nooooo~~

~~Hate to see him leave, love to watch him go. God damn.~~ Aventurine had to bite his tongue to stop from making a definitely inappropriate comment, not wanting to get under his skin too bad. He was one of the few students who lingered after class, waiting until others had spoken before approaching the professor. "Doctor Ratio, right? I wanted to apologize in person for being late. I know how poorly that comes across. Thank you for being so welcoming, despite that."

Ratio was in the middle of writing something on his arm when Aventurine came up. "Yes, thank you for coming by and letting me know." Raising an eyebrow as he turned to the student, he crossed his arms, tucking the exposed one away. "I'd suggest fixing your alarm clock, or whatever is keeping you from being here, so that it doesn't continue." What was this kid's deal with sunglasses inside?... At least he wasn't blatantly rude, better than some.

The feeling had him glancing briefly at his own arm, but it was covered at the moment. Aventurine tried to sneak a peek at his arm, a little disappointed when he couldn't get much more than a letter or two out of it. Damn. He liked to be nosy, and it paid to be nosy when it came to love. "I'll fix my tardiness, of course. I truly do hate to have left such a poor impression on you." Wow, he acts like a trust fund kid, doesn't he? It was probably less notable when he was actually a poor kid. "I haven't missed too much, no? I look forward to the rest of the year, Doctor~" He had no hesitation about turning on his heel and leaving after that, content with that short snippet of a conversation.

Doctor. The way that was spoken wormed into his skin, leaving a slight blush on the back of his neck. You already have one far too young soulmate, there's no need to make it messy by getting attracted to a student of yours. Class is out a li-ttle early sorry for the jarred writing. This... idiot... had to speak to me after class

he lives! morning, doc~ Aventurine was beginning to find some comfort in this schedule, even on Day 2, slipping into the library to go find another little corner to sit in. was it the same guy as yesterday? got a hot for teacher on your hands~? Weird timing, but he'd chalk that up to coincidence for now. Right?

Good morning to you too, Vasha. Ratio sighed, pinching his nose before starting to set up assignments online.

Gods, I sure hope it isn't. Its so /patronizing/ to have to hear "oh im so sorry doctor ill never do it again" over and over, like i will during the entirety of my career"

Heard that enough during my TA days during my second doctorate to know that.

better not be hot for teacher, that's my soulmate~ He loved to flirt with him, finding some enjoyment in his stuttery writing and also some in just seeing how he would respond. He never responded just flirting back, and that was always the fun of messing with him. He always gave him something to look forward to. what'd he even do to apologize like that? you make it sound like he's begging lmao

Exactly. I can't have some random stuck-up twink trying to homewreck me. Having Vasha at the touch of a pen or marker was always.. wonderful. They acted like an old married couple, despite only properly starting to flirt with eachother in the last year or so. Be... Late? I think?

1:59 PM

I'm not sure. That's the only thing he really has done

Well, Aventurine had been flirting from the start, but you do you, Veri. He knew that it'd taken the older man some time to warm up to the idea of him, especially with the large gap between them. NOT THE TWINK!! oh shit nvm he's just like me fr. Yes, he text types in actual writing. It's easier! i was late again today :(

Yes, well. Veri was a man trying to be a teacher who has severe anxiety, of course he wouldn't flirt back so early I'm fairly sure this man comes up at /best/ to my shoulders, he's a twink. If I could, I would offer to wake you up in the mornings.

if only you hadn't rejected my number all those years ago </3 offers still open~ He doubted that Veri would take him up on the offer, he'd rejected it a couple of times already, but he felt it best to leave that door open anyway. oh -- wait how tall /are/ you? someone coming to your shoulders is short, yeah. but i need context.

I have to be honest, I'm almost a little scared of recognizing you. I'll think about it. Veritas paused, shaking his head. He was too worried about all the possible bad scenarios to go through with taking it right now. hm. 6'3? Perhaps a bit taller, but not much.

yeah, yeah. you've been scared of it for years. i'll get you with it some day~ i'm 19 now, so! He sighed, shaking his head. The same reasoning it'd been all along. Oh well, he could only hope that he'd be able to get closer to him one day. oh you are. tall. /i'd/ probably reach your shoulders. not sure how tall i am, though. haven't checked in a few years.

I'm sorry. I know you're excited. It wasn't that he didn't want to have the number. He just didn't know what he would do with himself once he had it. I'm tall, yes. I didn't think my Vasha would be that short.

it's not my fault you're a giraffe?? i'll have to measure to see if i can get an accurate idea. He hummed, thinking it over. How short would he be compared to Veri? 6'3", he'd probably come to his chin, all things considered. That wasn't a bad height. i'm somewhere between 5'8" and 5'10" if that helps? i'd probably reach your chin!

He paused for a moment, thinking over the math in his head. Well, thank god it isn't you. I'm not a giraffe.

Yeah, definitely not him. Glad we worked that out early, Ratio! 6'3" is absolutely reaching giraffe levels. does the humidity change up there~?

Listen. It isn't that big of a change you know. You're almost there, maybe you'll grow a couple inches.

unfortunately, i think i'm done growing, doc~ maybe i'll catch up one day.

speaking of which. my chem prof is a fucking giraffe too. maybe it's some platform in the front of the room? dunno. dude's BIG though.

Shame, Guess you'll just have to see where you come to, then Oh really? Hm. must be a different room set up than mine. And you're sure /you're/ not hot for teacher?

yeah, got a hot piece of ass named veri who's a teacher~ He laughed to himself, putting a few question marks under 'platform.'

I don't know if it's a platform. I'm just stuck in row one and kind of have to stare at the guy. oh my god maybe he's hot for me...

Never say those words again. That. was a joke. Watching the question marks appear, he couldn't help but laugh at the latest message from his soulmate. I surely hope he is not. You are mine after all.

damn so /i'm/ not allowed to be hot for teacher in the comfort of my own. arm? He did grin at the last message, feeling his heart do the weird flip it did whenever Veri was sappy with him, which wasn't often. hot for vasha..

You called me a piece of ass. He chuckled softly and placed a soft kiss on his arm, over the last message that had appeared. I truly cannot wait to meet you. Thank you for being patient with me.

oh? so i'm not allowed to call my SOULMATE a hot piece of ass?? what is this world coming to... wokeness is a disease.. He laughed at himself, enjoying just poking fun at him too much for his own good. i can't wait. it'll be great! you'll have to tell me to shut my mouth at least twice.

I doubt that, I have a feeling I'll be too enamored to complain He paused for a second to check the time before poking his arm. And someone is writing me instead of going to marketing class~

Aventurine groaned at the message, glancing over at the clock. He was going to be late if he didn't get moving. got me there ~ ttyl? i'll let you know if i make it on time to class lol

3:50 PM

A week had passed since that conversation. Casual small talk between the two of them, and Aventurine slowly beginning to drown himself in workload. Things were hectic off the bat, and the IPC made sure he hardly even had a second to breathe. He was on his way to his chem class, planning on being there a few minutes earlier than usual when he was struck with a thought. A desperate reminder that he should have heeded the previous night. fuck i forgot to study for the exam today.

3:50 PM

veri. i'm fucked. that's it. this is the end for me.

Vasha, I'm sure you'll be alright. You're very smart. Veri, meanwhile, was already in his classroom, making his life easier, he'd left a pencil on EVERY DESK, so nobody could bitch about being unprepared, and he had all the exams in his hands, ready to start handing out to students as soon as they walk in. I worry I made my classes' first exams too hard.

be the best teacher ever and grade it on a curve. i fear this is the end for me. i retained nothing from high school chemistry for reasons beyond my control. iii have also been very distracted all week. what if i fail??

3:56 PM

Aventurine was currently pacing a few halls down, keeping a close eye on the time. He kept checking his watch, and shoving his hand into his pocket, and then checking for a note from Veri.

maybe. I'll see how my students do. Veri paused for a moment, pushing his glasses up onto his face. You'll be fine. Professors don't want you to fail, Vasha.

this one /definitely/ wants me to fail. He paused in his pacing, swiping some hair out of his face before he was back to his walking back and forth. what if i skipped? do you think i'd be able to make it up? A very dangerous thought crossed his mind, but he quelled it for the worst case scenario. Maybe he could find another method...

I think that. really depends on the professor He looked out the door. 10 minutes to 8. I really doubt that. You've only been late to his class, right?

yeah. i haven't skipped... maybe i'll try. if i fail, i'm blaming you. you wouldn't let me ask you for help.. would you? i really don't want this guy to hate me. He was still choosing his battles, slowly beginning to walk to the classroom. He kept his distance for now. Okay, he could do it. He'd be fine.

If you fail, I'll help you learn it.

I can. try. I'm also teaching class this hour, and it would be at risk to my job if i help you beyond anything minor. but I'll try.

Veri paused, before writing a quick note. You'll do wonderfully, Vasha. <3

thank you. i'm gonna go to class. ♡ Aventurine, stupidly, made his decision. He tugged his sleeves down, shoving the pen into his pocket as he began to properly walk to the classroom. He was there a few minutes before the start of the proper class, offering the professor a grin as he took a test and moved to his seat. He groaned softly, beginning to scan it over. His slight panic didn't help him focus, and he realized that he was well and truly fucked. He scribbled his name at the top, scribbling a quick question at the top of his wrist in small letters. Something relatively simple, but it likely would only help him a bit. please? It was still probably more than Veri could give him. ...He really should have studied.

Good luck. Veri was a bit busy passing out exams as students trickled in. no time to check his arm. He had given a small nod to Aventurine as he walked in, but without a word. perhaps today would be a better day for the twink.

About ten minutes had passed when Aventurine realized that he would be getting a good portion of this wrong. Logically, he could still get a lot of it right. ...But getting a large portion wrong would also look bad. And he couldn't risk getting kicked from his internship. In a split second, he chose to make a very stupid decision. He didn't write anything. He stood from his seat, dropping the paper on Ratio's desk before silently leaving the room, nothing but his name scribbled on top.

Ratio paused, looking at the paper on his desk before immediately groaning and putting his face in his hands. What on Earth was he going to do with this student. Vasha I am going to snap

hm~? what's up, veri? Aventurine escaped very quickly to the library, wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball of shame and die. Should he email Ratio? Should he bother explaining? Or should it wait in person? def failed that. should i email him or?? just go to office hours???

This stupid fucking student. Ratio felt. insane.

Just go to his office hours, I don't think the email is worth it. He'll probably appreciate you going in person more anyway.

I am two seconds from writing slurs on my arm Vasha

going to office hours, got it! i'll let you know how it goes. Aventurine had found his (now) typical seat, curling into it comfortably as he watched Veri crash out on his arm. Hm. What had this student even done? is this the twink?? what did he do that was THAT bad??

This stupid Sigonian bastard turned in a /BLANK TEST/ to me. Vasha I'm going to kill myself this is the most BASIC Chemistry concepts. Was it that hard? Is he that retarded? I must be dreaming. This must be a nightmare. And to think, I thought maybe he would be better! He even showed up early today! Another student had turned in their test. Ratio had yanked his sleeve down and dropped the pen in an instant.

Aventurine froze. There was no other word for it, he froze. Sigonian... bastard? Sigonian? He stared in shock at the words scrawled on his arm, beginning to fit all the pieces together mentally. His stomach dropped, and the pen fell out of his fingers, rolling quietly on the desk in front of him. Oh that's... Oh. He had office hours to go to. Sigonian? He didn't respond to anything else, swallowing down his current anxieties and taking a breath. ~~...Maybe there was another one? No, that was impossible. No, it had to be him...~~

Sorry. It took a minute. Students. He sits front and center and acts like he is better than being in my class. He didn't know how many Sigonians were in this world, but those eyes didn't lie to him.

you mentioned him a few times. didn't realize the twink was sigonian. hm. Aventurine was still wracking his brain. There was no way someone else survived, and given all those descriptions.. It was borderline impossible for it to be anyone but him, right? ...He felt crazy. can you help me study for my next test? i think i'm gonna ask for a retake at this office hours lol. No reason he was trying to change the topic. None at all.

I didn't think it was important, to be honest. Ratio paused, taking a breath and recentering himself. Of course, I would love to help. I know it can be hard. ... I'm sorry for the outburst. I don't know why that upset me so badly.

you'd think having the last one in existence in your class would be important~ He loved to tease, even if he was trying to at least distract from the rush of knowledge and information he was just hit with. Office hours today might be.. a bit more difficult than he imagined. i get it. would've pissed a lot of people off. you doing better after letting it out?

Pause. What. Well, it has nothing to do with his classwork, so I didn't think it was important to mention. Maybe he would see this.. Aventurine.. In his office hours. maybe he wasn't a self centered piece of shit. Much better. I'm sorry you had to see that.

hey, it's okay~ we're gonna be together for a while anyway, right? i'll have to see stuff like it eventually~ A glance at the clock told him it was time to get moving to his next class, eugh, and then it was to Ratio's -- Veri's? -- office hours... He could only hope that he wouldn't be killed too quickly. ew. class soon. and no lunch time to text </3 i'll be at that prof's office hours.

I guess so. Thank you. Good luck at office hours, I'm always a touch away, Vasha. Thank god. the exams were over. Time to grade until it was time for his second class, and then.. office hours.

Preparing to step into Ratio's office hours felt a little bit like trying to defuse a bomb. There were a lot of outcomes, but Aventurine felt like 99% of them ended in an explosion. He'd made it through his marketing class without managing to panic himself into the next dimension, and he'd managed to get through walking here. But actually willing himself to walk into that door was more difficult. He sighed as he considered it, hand resting on the handle with a bit of uncertainty. Still, he took a breath, pushing the door open and stepping into.... A completely empty room, barring Ratio. "Ah~! Doctor Ratio~ I'm glad you're here-" Where else would he be, "I wanted to apologize for earlier~ I knew I'd do poorly on the test, as I had mistakenly forgotten it was today, and didn't want to give you any subpar work." Okay, he was beginning to run out of steam. "I wanted to discuss ways of... improving that grade or doing better in class? I know these are basic concepts, and I don't want to move on without a solid grasp on them~" Okay, sure. That sounded. Okay, I guess.

Ratio looked up and- Oh. There he was, alright. Ugh. those patronizing comments again. "First off, you can pay attention in class instead of doing whatever you think is entertaining." He looked up, directly at Aventurine Those eyes made him shiver. "I know that my class isn't easy, nor is it 'fun', and most people are required to take it. That doesn't mean its a class you can blow off." He sighed quietly and shook his head. "I'll give you a retake for this exam, this time next week. Bring something to eat so I don't cut into your lunch time, unless you have time afterwards to eat."

"Ah? Was I coming across as 'blowing it off', doc~?" The first hint to who he was, but he doubted that he'd pick up on it. He knew he needed things explained a little more bluntly to him most of the time. "That's my bad~ If I was blowing it off, I wouldn't be showing up at all, or I'd be late~" To his credit, he'd been on time every day other than the first few days, "I've been very engaged. I just have some..." "...Gaps in my knowledge, so chemistry's not my forte." He had stepped directly in front of his desk. He leaned forward over his desc just a bit, just so he was a bit closer. Yeah, this could be his Veri... Wasn't his name Verit OH. He understood now. Well, time to see how long it takes~?

Ratio raised his eyebrow at Aventurine's comment. Doc? He crossed his arms as the blonde stepped in front of his desk, looking over the trust fund boy. Of course, right on the desk was one of those stupid little triangle name things. Doctor Veritas Ratio "Gaps in your knowledge? Hm. Well, I would certainly be happy to help you fill those gaps."

"The years I was meant to originally learn chemistry were.. a little busy with other tasks, so my schooling is woefully incomplete~" He shrugged it off as if it were nothing, offering his professor a grin at the suggestion. How kind of him. "I'll have to take you up on that~" He leaned over the desk a little more, one hand pressed on the edge of the desk to support himself. Yeah, it's flirting. Who would have guessed.

Nodding quietly, he popped open that little notebook he always had on him, writing down notes on the conversation. That was definitely Veri's notetaking. "Incomplete? Hm. perhaps you'll need more one on one attention in that case." Veri was more focused on making sure this ... problem student? was able to pass his class. It didn't take long for him to realize that Aventurine was leaning over the desk slightly, a barely there dusting of red flushing through his cheeks. "....Yes?"

A quick glance down at the notebook confirmed everything, and he felt his stomach drop in his gut. He swallowed down his nerves, keeping his confidence as high as he possibly could. "One on one attention~?" He asked, voice dropping a bit. He grinned, a bit smugly, as he looked down at him. "Would be honored to get that~ You must be so busy as a new professor, especially with two doctorates, you know~?"

Ratio's eyebrows immediately furrow as Aventurine began to imply some... less than acceptable uses of his tutoring time. "I am quite busy, but i have spare time for this. I set it as-" Wait a moment. "I've never spoken about the amount of doctorates I have, have you heard of me?" Hmm. I thought my second doctorate wasn't publicized anywhere.

Aventurine smirked, pleased that he finally seemed to be getting somewhere. He chuckled, leaning in a little further. "I suppose heard of you's a good word?" He paused, glancing back. The room was clear, he'd checked, there were no cameras in this room specifically. Just outside. "I'm sure you've heard of me too, right? Aventurine, less often..." He paused for another breath, no one was in here. He was sure of it. His voice was barely a whisper as it picked up again, hesitant. "...Kakavasha?"

Ratio was certainly visibly blushing by the time Aventurine began to speak, and when he did, it was like his whole world came crashing down. "Kakav-" "Vasha?...." In an instant he felt his heart wrench out of his chest, head swimming as his face turned red. He had said all of those things about his Vasha. Vasha had meant all those things about him. He didn't know whether to hug him, or to run away. To cry out of joy or dismay. How can one man crumble so quickly?

Aventurine paused. He watched his expression wordlessly, attempting to gauge his reaction to. Everything. To be fair. He still wasn't sure how to react. It had all happened a few hours ago. This was a snap decision, in all honesty. His expression softened, looking a little guilty, his grin faltered, a bit lopsided. "Unless there's another Avgin by that name, I can't imagine our wrists wouldn't match?" Almost meekly, he raised his arm, as if offering. He'd push his sleeve down if asked, showing the ink still lingering from Ratio's last 'good luck'.

Ratio felt like he couldnt breathe. Holding his own arm out, he offered his own arm. Oh god. The Avgin was his soulmate?... Kakavasha.... what a wonderful name. He no longer felt worthy to have that name on his tongue. "Fuck- Vasha- Aventurine?..." Those golden eyes looked up in fear. Of what? Losing his soulmate? Losing his job? Of the reality of his soulmate being in front of him? Every possible horrific reality of how this could go flashed through his brain. "I'm so sorry-"

Kakavasha reached down, pushing Ratio's sleeve up with the hand of his already exposed arm. Confirming what they knew, the words were a perfect mirror. He met his eyes weakly, fingers brushing Ratio's arm as he turned his palm, flashing the ring on his right hand. "Aventurine, a stone of luck and prosperity. Fitting, for the last of his clan, no?" He glanced back again, cautiously opening his palm. An offering. An olive branch. "I've said it before, Veri. Plenty of people hate me off the bat."

As Kakavasha reached down and pushed up his sleeve, a wave of relief and realization washed over the doctor in front of him. Veri shuddered as he watched his Vasha's fingers trail along his arm. "Very.. much so..." He immediately grabs the open hand, standing up and pulling it close to his chest. This giant of a man was no better than a freshman himself, trembling at the concept of meeting his soulmate. "I didn't mean to. I didn't. I didn't know you were..." "My soulmate."

Kakavasha stumbled just a bit, catching himself against the desk as his arm was pulled closer. He felt small next to him and... ...Okay, maybe he was a twink. "Most people think the worst. I was trying to get on your good side~" And despite it all, he desperately tried to lighten the mood, trying to be close to him despite the chunk of wood between them. "Sorry to keep you waiting, doc~"

Veritas could barely catch his breath before he dropped Kakavasha's hand and walked around the desk. He hadn't been able to think, and instead of doing anything reasonable, he pulled the blonde into his arms, holding him as close as he could while still being so gentle with his touch. This was the day he had waited 37 years for, after all. "Don't be." "Please, don't ever be sorry for something like that" "I would wait forever for you, Vasha."

Leaning into him, he held onto the front of his shirt, as if it would somehow ground him in this scenario. It felt natural, and he was amazed that he hadn't held him before. He was.. gentle. Surprisingly so. It was all he could take to stop his emotions from overwhelming him, and he tried to let himself just exist in the moment. In an attempt to diffuse his own tension, he laughed. "Does this mean I can finally get your number?"

The way that the doctor slowly loosened his arms and just stared at his soulmate was indescribable. Kakavasha fit so perfectly in his arms, and for the first time since he was 14 he felt at home again. It took so much to not break down sobbing right there. "Please, I think if I can't get your number now after you've pushed for me to take it for years i would just jump."

He couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of his chest, hand dipping to fish for his phone. He held it up, offering the screen for him to send a message. He hadn't felt whole since he was thirteen, and yet here he was, finding those deep cracks in his heart slowly filled up. It was almost a little hard to believe. "I. Don't know how this happened -- sorry, for the shitty test. The internship.. and." He seemed to have lost all confidence in the moment, a little torn apart by the whole soulmate aspect.

Veritas softly brushed his hand through the soft blonde locks of Kakavasha's hair before chuckling with his lover, reaching to take the phone from his hands. "It's okay. You didn't know it was me and. I didn't know it was you." The much older man couldn't help it, staring longingly into his soulmate's eyes. "Thank you. For waiting for me for so long."

That dragged another laugh from him, almost knocking the sunglasses loose and having to readjust them on his head. "I didn't wait too long~ Tried to scare me away forever. Look how that went..." He leaned further into him despite it, desperate to avoid reality, but... "Fuck- When's my next class?"

Quickly sending a "Veri" message to himself from Aventurine's phone, he handed it back to the man in front of him. "I'm not a very welcoming man, I hope I don't scare you." Those warm, calloused hands gently held Kakavasha's face, lazily running a thumb along his cheekbones. "Soon, isn't it?..."

His phone quickly made its way back to his pocket, hardly even sparing a glance to the time. Woops. He didn't really care enough at the moment. This felt far more important to ~~Aventurine~~ Kakavasha. Meeting your soulmate didn't happen every day, after all. "Ugh.. Yeah, it's probably in the next ten minutes..." He made no move to actually leave his arms.

Veritas couldn't let him go yet, feeling much like a teen in a grown man's body. It really did feel like most people met their soulmates before leaving highschool. He should really let the blonde go. "That... means you can take another minute or two here, right?..." Can you blame a man for wanting to hold a small piece of home a little bit longer?

Aventurine didn't even question it, happily leaning into his touch. Being held by his soulmate was something that he'd imagined a million times, but all of those childhood dreams didn't compare to being in his arms. He didn't want to leave either. He briefly wondered how his mother would feel, brushing the thought aside quickly. "A minute or two is fine~ I could skip stats.."

He took that as an invitation, wrapping his arms around Kakavasha properly, resting his head as close to his shoulder as possible. "I normally wouldn't encourage it." He chuckled, the low rumbling of his laugh resonating in his chest. "But, soulmates are special circumstances." So many emotions were still rushing through his head, it was hard to focus on more.

Vasha was very tempted to skip his next class, but he wondered what the best way of suggesting it would be... It was unlikely Veritas would just willingly agree to it. "Who'd have thought it'd be my hardass of a chem professor..." He groaned, teasingly, as he buried his face in his shoulder. The circumstances were almost amusing, but at the moment, he was almost entirely focused on Veri himself, and memorizing the feeling of having his arms around him like this. "...Do I still get a retake on that?"

Fingers softly card through Vasha's hair, pulling him tight against his shoulder. Definitely wasn't trying to keep Aventurine from seeing his embarassed blush. One finger lazily traces along his back, as if afraid that a full hand would hurt him. "Of course you. still get a retake. I'm not going to let my soulmate fail my class" It was never going to be a dull day with Vasha around, was it?

Nope, Veritas was stuck now~ My bad, lifelong contract to be harassed by the trust fund twink. He was almost melting into his touch, eyes fluttering shut at some point. How nice it'd be to just stay here forever... How forward would it bring to ask to go to his place? He hummed, before pausing gaze flickering up to him lazily... "...You called me a trust fund twink???"

Veritas certainly wasn't complaining, waiting for years and years was worth it. "Listen. Look at how you dress, and the fact that you're a Stonehearts intern. What else was I supposed to think?" Those eyes really were beautiful. He was suddenly very grateful that Vasha found his nerdiness and awkward reserved habits endearing.

Aventurine did laugh at that, just pressing closer to him, as if he would disappear if he dared to move away. "Man... Lucky I didn't tell you I was an Avgin, huh~?" He teased, burying his face solidly in his shoulder. Well, at least he'd understand his eccentricities a little more. He supposed this would likely raise some ethical issue with the university, but it wasn't as if they chose to do it. So they'd be fine. "I can't believe it's you..."

He humphed, refusing to let go of this moment, his face buried in the top of Kakavasha's head. "I can't believe I found you... after all these years..." The university didn't need to know. That all depended on how well Ratio was able to shut up during class. At least he was right about his favorite student being front row. He was trying to beat around the slurs hed said the best he could.

Kakavasha, on the other hand, likely wouldn't beat around the bush. Sure, he was pretty good at keeping quiet (he kept his mouth shut about Veri for this long), but it was a little hard to do that when you had to stare at your soulmate for lectures. ...Hot. He pressed into him, hands tracing down his sides and just letting them roam a little bit.. Woops. "So~ Should we talk about that outburst ooor...?"

Veri's face was not a normal color for long, slowly turning more and more red as Vasha let his hands roam over the larger man's body. It didnt help when the outburst was brought up and he nearly began to sweat from the nerves. "W-we can talk about it whenever you'd like, I'm sorry again-" Aaaaand begins the frantic apologizing.

Vasha laughed, despite the supposed seriousness of the conversation. It seemed he wasn't taking this very seriously at all. He leaned up, as if asking for a kiss, trying to get a little closer to him. He was enjoying the blush on his cheeks, and there was just something satisfying about being about to affect his soulmate, even on a smaller scale like this. "I don't care, Veri~ I've been called worse all my life~"

Okay, okay Vasha did not seem to mind, despite bringing it up in the first place. That was good, right? Hearing the way that his name rolled off of his soulmate's tongue made the professor shiver. He didn't hear his first name anymore. "If you're sure, Vasha..." Did he want to kiss me? Was this real? He wasn't dreaming, right?

He pressed right up against him, perhaps a little more sensually than he'd originally intended. Who could blame him? Being pressed up against your soulmate was (rightfully) addicting. "What~? You're always welcome to call me it~" He winked, leaning up to whisper into his ear, "Isn't it nice to hear it in bed, anyway~?" Okay, listen. He'd been waiting years for this, and he'd always thought it was out of reach. Who could blame him? "C'mon, doc~"

Ratio's cheeks couldn't have ever been prepared for the rush of blood at that comment. "In bed?..." Oh- Oh. Suddenly his Vasha being pressed so close to him waw a very bad thing, as his blood began to rush elsewhere. "Vasha-" His hands wrapped around Kakavasha's waist, amazed at just how light he felt in his arms. He had been almost convinced he would never meet his soulmate, and- Now he's here?...

Aventurine chuckled, the sound just under his breath, hot air ghosting over Veritas' ear. He knew how to tease, and, unfortunately for Veritas, had a lot of experience in flirting. He made no move to shift anywhere away from him, keeping himself pressed right up to him. It wasn't his fault that Ratio popped a boner. "Hm~? Something wrong, Veri~?"

Veritas's head was swimming, feeling the body weight of the man press fully into him. Unfortunately, Veritas is a very repressed nerd who has no idea how anything works. "N-no. Nothing's wrong, I am just not used to this feeling." Tugging the man closer, making sure he could feel exactly what was going on, Veri gently cupped the blonde's cheek. "My Vasha...."

"What, not used to hot for teacher~?" He teased, pressing a cautious kiss to his jawline. He nosed his earlobe, staying light and cautious for now. No need to just overwhelm him all at once when he could warm him up to all this first. For better or worse, Kakavasha had way too much experience. "I can help you get used to it~ What's the harm in a little touchiness with your soulmate~?" He whispered, hand trailing down to his side and staying on his hip this time.

Veri's breath caught in his throat as the blonde pressed a gentle kiss to his jawline, slowly running a hand up Vasha's back. He was real. Somehow even after all these years, it was hard to believe the soulmate he was so devoted to was real. "Nothing wrong at all, Vasha. Please." The other hand rested over the digits on his hip, desperate for even the slightest of touches by the man in front of him.

Aventurine surely hoped no one would walk in, he planned to have Ratio for as long as he could, and he'd be damned if anyone interrupted the first proper time he'd get with his soulmate. Kakavasha, however, knew that with his luck it was unlikely. Sure. There was a chance. There was always a chance, but he would take that bet. He tugged at his shirt, untucking the stiff material. His hand was back on his hip in an instant, dipping under the button up and gently brushing the skin of his side. He pressed his hand against his side, content to hold him and just feel the skin contact. His other hand did the same, holding still against his skin.

Veri couldnt help but let out a long, deep breath he didn't realize he had been holding as his vasha just laid his hands on his sides. There was something so normal about things like this. It wasn't something Veri ever really thought he would have. "If you want more privacy I can lock the door?..." He gulped, not really sure what to do with his hands aside from just hold Kakavasha.

Kakavasha brushed his thumbs over his hips, reveling in the feeling of his skin against Veri's. It was warm, but he was content here, as if he could sit here forever. "Awe, what, getting caught doesn't rile you up~?" He teased, purposefully leaning right up into his space again. His thumbs swiped, dipping below the waistband of his pants just briefly, as if to taunt him a little more. "Privacy would be nice... but I'd have to leave your arms~"

Veri's eyes scanned across the classroom and then back down to his Vasha. "You're right." His arms dove to wrap around the smaller man, eyes closing for a moment as he pulled the man up into his arms. "Now there's an easy fix for that."

Vasha made a squeak as he was lifted into his arms, squirming just a bit. His cheeks had flushed with color at the action, a little surprised at the ease with which he was lifted. He desperately tried to ignore the noise he just made, trying to focus on being in his arms and pressed up against him like this. Oh no... He leaned into him, comfortable in his touch even as he tried to wrap his legs around him. "Mm~ You could teach while holding me, right?"

He chuckled softly and wrapped an arm under his ass, making sure to hold him tight against his body as he walked over to the door. "Maybe not the entire class, but I could hold you for quite some time." And with a quick twist of his hand, the door was shut and locked, leaving Veri and Vasha entirely alone. "Someone likes to be shown off, mm?..."

Kakavasha leaned into him, almost just letting himself go limp on top of him. He was comfortable in his arms, nosing against his neck. He was tempted to tease, but he kept himself steady, just slowly pressing light open-mouthed kisses down his neck. "Can you blame me~? You deserve to have a pretty trophy on your arm, aaand I like to be shown off~" "Not that you'd have it any other way~"

Veri groaned softly, lips parting as his soulmate pressed open kisses down his neck. "You're a whore, Vasha." Pressing Vasha's head down into his shoulder, Veri carried Vasha to his desk again, sitting back in his chair with the blonde in his lap.

Vasha just laughed, lips still pressed against his skin despite the faux-insult. He took it in stride, shifting just a bit as Veritas led the two of them to his desk. He got comfortable rather fast, shifting to easily straddle him rather than remain clinging. "A whore~? Awe, you think so lowly of me, I like to think I do it well~"

Veri rested both of his hands on Vasha's hips, pausing for a moment to test just how his hands would fit on his hips or his thighs. "Oh, you do. That's no problem at all. Effortless attraction." He had made a point to sit Vasha right in front of his bulge. "Clearly"

Vasha caught on immediately, shifting to press just a bit closer to him. The swell of his uh... "dick". We'll call it that. Rested against that bulge, pressed right up against him in all the ways that mattered. He hummed, seemingly innocently as he rolled his hips down against him, testing the waters. "Clearly~ Someone's into me~" He teased, fingers dancing up and down his sides. He played with the hem of his shirt, just enjoying being here.

Veri groaned as he felt Vasha press against the bulge in his pants, deep golden red eyes shimmering with need "And clearly you're into me, your point?" His eyes drifted closed for a moment as he felt Vasha's hands dance over the skin on his sides. "Kakavasha... what a gorgeous name...."

"Well, we've known I'm hot for teacher~" He laughed, enjoying pressing his buttons, even as the two of them sat together comfortably. The sound of his name in Veritas' voice sent a shiver through him, color flushing his cheeks, as if he'd never heard his name before. His thumbs drew small circles into his waist, tugging himself even closer to the man. "Could say the same to you, Doctor Veritas~"

Listening to his name roll off of his obsession's tongue, he couldn't help but groan, rolling his head back as Vasha pulled himself closer. "I've dreamed of hearing my name in your voice for years. Its surreal to hear in reality." His hands traced along Vasha's hips and waist, taking in every inch of his lover's shape under his fingertips.

"Awe, what~ Do I live up to the expectations you've fantasized about~?" He teased, right up against his ear. His voice was soft, hardly above a whisper. He gently nipped his earlobe, pressing kisses down his neck to continue to tease. "How close were you to right, anyway~?" He purred, enjoying running his hands lightly over his sides.

Gently tilting his head away to give Vasha even more access to his neck, he let out a soft, deep breath."Its everything I could have dreamed about..." "Though I do have to say that you're just as much of a fag as I thought." A little squeeze to Vasha's ass punctuated that thought.

"Hey-!" He protested, voice bordering on whiny in his ear. He didn't do anything to discourage the train of thought otherwise, ass pressing right back into his hand as if asking for him to keep going. "Could say the same about you and acting like you have a stick up your ass~" He laughed, continuing to kiss down his neck. "It's okay~ You're everything I dreamed about, Veri~" As he reached the base of his neck, he got a bit more involved, nipping gently at his skin. He sucked a dark mark just below the collar of his shirt, pulling the fabric out of his way so his work was wholly unimpeded.

Veritas tangled his fingers in the soft blonde locks of Vasha's hair, moaning as he felt the dull throbbing of a hickey forming from the blonde's bites. "Thankful for that.... Worried I would be too much of a hardass for you." His strong hand presses against the small of Vasha's back, groaning in his ear as the smaller man rested against him. What a way to meet your soulmate, Veritas.

Aventurine pulled off of his skin with a small sound, bruise shining with his saliva as the cold air of his office washed over it. He pressed a soft kiss to it, kissing back up his neck. "Well~ You did say you wouldn't penalize me for being late, right, doc~?" He taunted, offering him a too-smug grin as he rolled his hips down right against the bulge in his pants. "Sounds like a great way to refine your hardass tendencies, no~?" He crashed his lips right back against Veritas', enjoying being close to him like this.

Veritas didn't hesitate to return the gentle roll of his hips, pressing his bulge right up against the man in his lap. Surely his soulmate wouldn't mind a bit of crude grinding?~ "That's different- mm.... but I suppose I can let you help make me have less of a stick, hmm?~..." Lips melded with his lovers, his eyes drifted close as he pulled Vasha even closer, if possible.

Hey, a little dry humping never killed anyone~ He let himself be pulled right up against Ratio, arms loosely hanging over his shoulders as he pressed further into him. The feeling of his body against his own was almost intoxicating, and he wondered how he'd gone so long without him by his side. He pulled away for a brief moment, just to catch his breath, before he was pressing his lips against Veritas' again. He nipped at his bottom lip, swiping his tongue against it tauntingly. He was starting to relax a little more, tuning out the rest of the world and only focusing on his Veritas. He pulled away briefly, resting his forehead against Ratio's as he took a breath. "Sorry~ Not being too forward, am I~?"

Veritas couldnt help but gasp into the kiss, the rough cracks of his lips melding so perfectly with his soulmate's well taken care of skin, only opening his eyes again once Kalavasha was pulled away with his forehead pressed tight to his own. Those eyes were beautiful. "No, not at all, Vasha." Veri's hands drifted to the soft ass in his lap, gently kneading it as they rested there. "You're gorgeous.... I hope I'm not a disappointment in looks.." (edited)

Vasha. Just hearing his name said so softly made his heart pound, and the cocky expression on his face softened just slightly at the sound of it. No one had said his name so sweetly in years, and yet here he was in the arms of his soulmate. His soulmate. He'd always thought he'd be turned away in an instant once he learned who he truly was. Yet, here he was. Accepted, loved. It was a bit of a novel concept, all things considered. The hands on his ass drew him back to reality, and he couldn't help but roll his hips down against him, taunting even in the smallest of actions. "Disappointment~? Please, I have a thing for D.I.L.Fs~" He teased, leaning in to press a brief kiss or two along his jawline. "You're gorgeous, Veri~" He purred, right up against his ear.

Veri's cheeks went pink again as his soulmate ground down onto his bulge, a low whine slipping from his lips as gentle kiss after kiss was placed along his jaw, the ever so slight stubble scratching against Vasha's soft lips. "I do hope you're not just into DILFs because I'm older than you, Vasha." He shuddered at the compliment, breath hitching ever so slightly. He couldn't help but melt every time Veri rolled off of his soulmate's lips. What a couple they made.

"Awe~ You think it's just because of you?" He teased, fingers gently trailing down his sides. He tapped gently along his sides, tugging at the fabric of his shirt to untuck it from his pants. "Maybe a bit~ But can you blame me? You spend so long yearning for someone twice your age that it just seems natural." He leaned closer, chest pressed right up against Veritas'. He couldn't help himself, wanting everything he could get from him. Every little thing he could get from him. "Unless you want me to lust over my other professors~ But something tells me that's not your vibe." His hands rested against his sides, and oops squished the bit of fat sitting there.

The way Vasha teased made his dick twitch, firm hands holding the blonde down against his hips to make sure he could feel every little movement. "Is it so bad for a man to hope that he's shaped his soulmate's every thought?" Posessive, are we? Finally feeling Vasha's hands on his skin was like a bliss he never thought he'd experience, even if it did come with some.... handsiness. He hadn't expected his Vasha to blatantly grope his sides.

Aventurine might have creamed his pants then and there if he didn't have any semblance of self control. Luckily for him, he did, and Veritas' grip on his hips only furthered his resolve. He let out the smallest of whines, just under his breath as he played into the possessiveness, hips rolling back down against him to give himself some friction. Being trans had its perks. Sometimes. "Of course not~ Why else would you be my every thought, Ver~i~tas~?" He teased, right against his ear before nipping his earlobe gently. His hands continued to knead along his sides, reveling in any little bit of skin contact that he was able to get from him. His hands explored freely, roaming over his waist and hips and happily groping where he could. Oops. What could he say? He was a hands-on learner. "I certainly hope you think of me much the same~"

Veritas didn't hesitate for a moment, ghosting his lips over his Vasha's jawline before resting against his ear. "I could never have thought about anybody else but you, Vasha." His words were gentle, but there was a slight growl behind it. He had never been very good about keeping his voice under control. It didn't take very long before Ratio's fingers began to dive under the waist of his lover's pants, desperate to finally be skin to skin with the person he had yearned for for so long.

Ooo-kay~! That was a new development. He wasn't upset by it, not in the slightest, but he hadn't expected his soulmate to be so handsy -- not in his office of all places. He certainly couldn't find it in himself to protest, not when the two of them were so worked up already. "So forward today, Professor~" He kept up the taunting, enjoying every little reaction he was able to wring out of Veritas. He wasn't good at keeping his emotions hidden, not when so little made him react in the first place. His own hands were quick to mirror his actions, dipping below the waistband of his pants and snaking forward to gently pop the button undone so he could have unrestricted access to him. "Don't tell me you actually want to take me~! Right here? Where anyone could overhear?" There was a bit of humor behind his voice, enjoying poking fun at his attitude if nothing else.

Ratio couldn't stop his cheeks from going red as Vasha popped the button open on his pants. Of course he would, you are literally digging into his pants right now, Veri. "Is it so bad for a man to want his soulmate as close as possible?" The door was locked, as long as Vasha stayed relatively quiet, things should be fine. "You can behave and stay quiet, can't you, Vasha?" Ratio's hands wandered around the man's thighs before matching his own situation, undoing the button on Vasha's pants without much effort at all. He couldn't keep his eyes or hands off of his Vasha for long, after all.

"Awee~" He let out a whine, nuzzling up closer to his ear, as if to punctuate that desperate little noise. He nipped his earlobe again, enjoying the warmth of the older man against his cheek a little too much to pull away. "I don't like being quiet, is the issue~" That much was obvious, he had a nasty habit of butting into conversations he wasn't invited to and forcing himself into the center of attention -- no matter the scenario. It only followed that he'd be loud in bed. Of course, he'd make a little bit of an effort for Veritas. Of course he would. This was his soulmate after all. Even if he'd be a tease about it the whole time. His hands shifted out of Ratio's pants, right back up to his sides and front, before he started the arduous process of unbuttoning his shirt, wanting a little more access to all of him at once. "I'll try though~ No promises"

Veritas chuckled as his earlobe was nipped yet again, brushing his lips against his Vasha's ear and jawline before pulling away to press his forehead against the younger man's. "Trust me, I am well aware of that, my treasure." Letting the blonde unbutton his shirt, he was glad he had shed his sweater vest before his last class. Sparse curls of dark blue (and gray) hair spread up the professor's chest and stomach, which tangled around Vasha's hands as he grasped for more contact. "Thank you, Vasha. I know you can be good for me."

Okay, that one got him a little more. He shuddered, keeping his voice to himself as his thighs pressed tightly around Veritas'. That was a good sentence to hear, and he wanted to hear more of it -- even if he was enjoying the teasing a little more. He wondered when that ratio would tip -- if he'd ever feel like being 'good' properly. Though, he supposed, that depended on his reward for such behavior~ His hands happily explored his chest and his stomach, and he let himself roam freely over his torso, enjoying getting to learn and map out every curve of his lovers' body. He had a penchant for worship, naturally, so it only followed that his lover would be subject to the same treatment. "Being loud is just more fun~ I'm sure you agree, why not let the world hear us~" As improbable as that was, he couldn't help himself. "I could be yours in everyone's mind too, you know~"

It wasnt long after Vasha made an effort to get nice and close in order to feel all of him that ratio began to grind against his lover again, whispering lowly as if the entire world would hear him if he spoke above it. "Pants. Off." Why not let the world hear us? Vasha, you must be mad. "If you'd like your hot piece of ass teacher to lose his teaching job and credibility, go right ahead."

He couldn't help himself, laughing quietly against him at the statement. For once, it seemed like Ratio could actually be funny when playing up the teacher bit. Who knew~? Of course, he'd seen him actually be humorous time and time again, but never when they were teacher and student. It was a welcome change, one Kakavasha was happy to embrace. Even if just in this room. "Oh, you're no fun~ Think of the sex part of it. Wouldn't being overheard be hot~? Knowing the whole world would know I'm yours~" "Hypothetically, of course."

Veri chuckled, tugging at the pair of pants that was still seated very firmly on his Vasha's hips. "Theoretically, I think that everyone on the planet should know that you're mine and I'm yours." He paused for a moment, his lips brushing against Vasha's for a brief moment. "After all, you're fated to be mine." It was nice to let loose for once, and... given it was his Vasha, and only his Vasha seeing it. He could be a little silly, and a little sappy.

"Right, right, pants off~" He laughed, reaching down to start pushing Veritas' pants off of him instead. Technically, he was listening to the command. Even if it wasn't quite what his lover had meant by it. He pressed into the kiss briefly, pushing himself up more onto his knees so he could continue to tug his lovers' pants down, as if that was the intended purpose of the command at all. "All yours~ Forever and always." He purred, managing to get them down far enough that he could settle back down, getting them to his knees was enough for now. Ratio could do the work of his pants if he truly wanted him to follow those commands. "Maybe I can keep it a secret for a little bit, though~ At least until we're out of your office."

Veritas sputtered a bit, turning as red as a tomato as his slacks were tugged down to reveal heavily tented boxers in a nice blue and gold pattern. "You know that's not what I meant, Vasha." He began to tug at his lover's pants instead, insistent on getting them as far off as humanly possible, his lips pursing as he focused a bit too hard on it. "Just don't make it too obvious... I still have a job to keep..."

Aventurine couldn't help but chuckle at him, the sight of his focus on his pants of all things strangely endearing despite the odd situation the two were in. It was nice, to have someone he was so wholly in love with, even if it felt like the two had only just met. Cute. Taking the hint, he lifted himself just a bit to give him some help with his pants, easily helping him slide them off. He was left in a pair of briefs, a jewel-toned green color that complimented his skintone surprisingly well. He deposited his pants somewhere off to the side, his shoes going along with them as he settled back onto his lap. "Okay, professor~" He purred, "I'll make sure all my moans stay for you and only you." Now, that seemed as good a compromise as any, given Ratio's hesitance to make this known. It made sense, of course. But he'd still poke fun at him about it.

That green looked beautiful on him. Ratio had always been a blue guy, personally. Once his Vasha took the hint and started to help him get his pants off, it made this situation so much easier. Ratio gently mouthed along his lover's neck, occasional nips and bites littering the lower side of the tender flesh. "Good. You'll have a chance to be loud for me soon enough, my Vasha." Oh for the love of God, dont tell me that being called professor makes me hard?

Aventurine noticed instantly that he got a reaction from being called that, squaring away that little tidbit of information for later. He could let Ratio think that he'd gotten away unnoticed, but if the way his own hips rolled back down against him said anything, he knew. Even if he wouldn't call it out quite yet. His head tilted to the side, allowing his lover full access to the sensitive skin of his neck, shuddering and melting easily under his touch. His Vasha. What a nice ring that had to it. He liked being his, he'd decided. "Hopefully soon~ A shame I have to keep my mouth shut for once." He chuckled, hands right back to roaming his torso. He seemed to be enjoying the opportunity to feel him up once more, brushing over his sides and over his nipples (on purpose) as he gauged his sensitive spots. "Surely you won't miss anything being in here with me for a few hours, right~?"

Veritas always stiffened up a bit when the blonde touched his nipples, but generally melted into having the touch of his soulmate against him. "Soon." He ground his hips right up against his Vasha, feeling his cock throb against the slight wet between his lover's legs. "I don't have another class until far later today, I have all the time in the world for you, Vasha." As he bit down on the base of his neck, he took a moment to unbutton his Vasha's shirt, making it a little easier to be able to get at his lover, not to mention easier access to his skin for his hands.

Aventurine was more than pleased to finish popping the buttons on Ratio's shirt, pushing off of his shoulders and giving himself full access to just roam his fingers over his body. His touch was light, and he made sure to properly get his hands on him, blatantly groping his chest. Woops. "You say that like you wouldn't cancel class for me, doc~" He taunted, letting the older man push his shirt off. The piece of fabric fell to the ground behind him, at least it was soft enough. of to wrinkle for later. "I've just got this internship... And you to myself all evening, I hope~" Okay, now he'd be more forward about it. They should probably discuss how this would work, but that was an issue for later. His thighs squeezed around Ratio's again, and he ground down against him, biting back a small whine as he fought for that friction.

Ratio helped himself to his Vasha, leaning in and biting down to the collarbones, leaving nice dark marks as he pulled the slim man closer. "That sounds like a date, then, my Vasha." He did his best to ignore the way that his face went red with every grope of his chest that his Vasha obsessed over. "Someone likes to be handsy."

Kakavasha's back arched into him, content to ensure every milimeter of skin he could connect was pressed together. He sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth at every little mark, content to let his soulmate cover him in the possessive bites. "Can you blame a man~? You only take your soulmate's virginity once, you know~" He had no idea if Ratio was a virgin. He certainly acted like one, so he was content to tease. He'd be corrected if he was wrong. "Your tits are also very distracting for a man~"

The red across Ratio's face would tell Vasha everything he needed to know about the accuracy of that comment. "Hush. You talk too much." Did he really want Vasha to be quiet? no. but he did want to make him a little flustered. rolling his hips up into Vasha to punctuate that should do the trick.