Imagine Person A of your OTP needing glasses but is emberrassed by wearing them all the time so they just put them on for reading. Person B catches them with glasses on and is baffled but how well they suit them.
In Person B grabs Person A’s glasses, putting them on asking them how good they look wearing them.
Person A just comments that they can’t see them clearly and that they’d have to move closer and closer until Person B’s close enough to kiss Person A.((shhhh I feel like some fluff ok xD and in the end have some bittersweet thoughts..because the end is the reason I wrote this.))
It was embarrassing. Why should he wear glasses, with their level of technology? It was ridiculous…
Koschei was walking down the corridor of the dormitory and shifting the new glasses on his nose, frowning in frustration. As soon as he was out of sight from the infirmary, he yanked them away and let them disappear in his pockets. It wasn’t like he couldn’t see anything at all, just reading was hard. For this he would still have to wear them.
When he finally reached his room, he let himself fall on his back, starring up at the ceiling.
Physical disadvantages. They should have mastered that a long time ago.
'We don't do this on students still in their first regeneration. It's too dangerous'
With an annoyed groan, he closed his eyes and let his mind trace off to the newest hidden project he and Theta were working on.
The calculations and ideas were racing through his mind and started to slow down eventually as he drifted off into sleep.
Waking up three hours later he had turned in his sleep and first thing he did was push the longer black hair out of his face. A lot of people told him to cut it, but he liked it and so did Theta.
He stretched on the bed and leaned down to pick up the scattered notes on the floor. Just before he fell asleep he had an excellent idea for the particle filters in the stabilising circuits.
Where did he…
He picked up the pile of pages with Theet’s notes. Personally he always preferred a machine to work with, but the other just like to write on his own. After he mocked him with it a few times, he stopped asking and just accepted it.
It was just one of those odd things about Theta Sigma.