So like just have this ship drabble/flash fiction thing because-
Seto (&Teidi) are @team-fair
— Friday evening, class ended a few hours ago. The white tiger faunus rustles on his side of his bed, content with a crinkled tank top and loose joggers. Fingers meander across the scroll’s screen rested against a slumped pillow. His dexterity lends himself enough ease to adjust, configure, and sort the interface to his leisure. With nothing too intense planned this weekend, he figured reviewing lecture notes was a way to keep his mind “refreshed.”
A snore cues from a flopped bear faunus, Teidi, luckily not nearly up to his usual shtick for the moment. Seto sighed-cuing two sets of three or four knocks. It couldn’t be either of those two, thinking to Belluine and Bull, he thought. Bull rarely forgets his key to the dorm, compared to Belluine who always had a knack for finding methods of letting the team know if was him. The scroll was set to lock and flat against the bed as Seto swept his legs up with the rest of him off the bed.
“Yes?” He said raised at the door, Teidi far gone in slumber to react to the volume.
A pause settles before, “Seto, it’s me.” The meek voice was none other than Taji.
“Taji?” Seto eases his hand to slip the knob, turning it open for her. Taji layered her whole scarf around her neck, almost leaving only the scales of her eyelids.
Seto “gutted” before he recalled her once more. Her head pressed into his chest and her scarf that appeared stuffed all loosened limp along like laces off a shoe. His hand presses over her head before feeling wetness over his tank top. He follows with casing his arms over her, letting her sink against him. Fingers comb carefully through her hair. He says nothing as Taji hushes her sobbing against her scarf and his chest.
