#theleftovere works

"He He He-"

The noise of your giggle joining the hum of an overworked super computer, Orthos charging station and other questionable technologies. Your fingers taking a continuous trek through your boyfriends long, flickering hair, scratching at his scalp occasionally. His hair is a kaleidoscope of blue casting waves of color on his grey bedspread like sun through a stained glass window. Idia's Shifting hair made of flames was a tinge pink today. Embarrassment no doubt.

His hair had always been direct showing of his emotions. Jealousy, Anger, Nervousness... Not like blush on his face told you what you needed to know anyway, pretty flaming hair be damned.

"I cannot believe you did that Idia." Your words, quiet yet amused. Continuing to entertain the memories of time but an hour ago.

Gently scratching the crown of your Boyfriends head. "Please do that again sometime. It was kinda hot." You say looking down at Idia who was laying on his back, arms holding his phone up overtop his head. Thumbs tapping away grinding on a game while resting his head on your thighs, substituting a pillow. Idia only huffed, refusing to look away from his screen. Was it the embarrassment or trying to make you forget about it?

As much as he had originally been hesitant to lay like this a couple months ago, not being too keen on let alone physical contact. ie: a nervous breakdown despite it being his own girlfriend. His just anxious okay?! Girlfriend thighs are SSR rated stuff! More often than not he kept asking to lay his head down on your lap while you read or watched a movie together. Idia began enjoying this position and the comfort it brought. Something about 'Racking up girlfriend points'. Like he was laying in this position for you. Totally not the fact that he could look at the underside of your boobs while gaming. All while you twirled his hues of blue flaming locks on the crown of his head between your fingers. Having a girlfriend was awesome. How he bagged you was beyond him. Guess he rolled good that day he was out and about.

Was this an odd form of cuddling? Yes. But considering you drew pentagrams on your own floor, had varying mystical creatures as your companions or constantly tested local law on acceptable amounts of deadly fauna to grow on your property in the forest before it becomes some sort of public safety violation. And your dear Idia was an absolute geeked out computer genius that spoke in gamer lingo, had a diet of energy drinks and instant ramen, had a morally questionable history of technology use, rarely went outside and called everyone normies. Yeah. You both were two peas in a pod, weird peas, but in a pod nonetheless.

"Your little stunt is going to be all over Magicam my dear." You say, leaning over, looking into his yellow eyes that reflected his phone screen. Watching him snuggle into your lap a little more with a groan, not wanting to acknowledge his little gimmick earlier. Letting out a sigh, you just continue to stroke Idia's head. He small pleased smile on his face like he's super comfy.

You didn't usually get to see his soft smile. He either had that huge, almost creepy, wide grin that showed off all of his razor sharp pointed shark teeth and crazed eyes widened from their usual half lidded state when he won something or was about to go on a tangent about a hyper fixation. Or a nervous, look with hunched over shoulders and downturn lips as he stuttered.

You rarely ever saw many other expression. Sometimes you'd see a determined look on his face and leaned in posture when he was staring immensely at his computer screen during coding. 'Locked in' is what he had called it. Still wasn't quite sure what it meant but you enjoyed seeing him so determined. A few times you'd seen him grow enraged. Not angry or miffed. Enraged is the best term you could care to think of. His hair lifted up from is long twisting sweeps going down to the floor. Flaming towards the sky in huge, violent ripples of a nasty bright fire orange that would be the last thing you would see as raging fire engulfed you in a building. That look continues as he screams 'SILENCE, INSECT! My hair is literally on fire and I'm STILL not as bad as some cowardly hater with no taste and zero common sense!! Fuck YOU! I'ma DOX your ass until the day you regret you were born!!' Into the microphone propped up on his desk.

But today you saw your boyfriend, chronically online, tec genius, smug, and serious.

It was like many other times you came onto campus of Night Raven. Night Raven was open to visitors on most weekends with permission and were directly visiting someone on campus, like a friend or a sibling. Unless it was a holiday or festival of course, then it was open to all. You had been waiting in one of the main campus building lobbies getting a double check on your permission slip to stay the weekend on campus as a visitor with Idia. He had promised to actually come in person to walk with you on the way to his dorm.

'Not because I think you're gonna get lost!! You have S tier nav skills! ' He just didn't want to admit he wanted to hang out longer. His club would be ending right around then, so he'd swing by the lobby to pick you up so to speak. Which was huge step with his social anxiety. So to say, you were honored to have him come to show you the way even if you had walked it at least a hundred times.

While one of the staff members scrolled through his computer, looking for your name on the list of "okay to stay applicants." The halls and upper balcony of the large lobby began to fill with students as clubs got out. As an all boys college, it wasn't all that unoften to see siblings, or friends or even partners hanging out in the lobby to begin chatting with students before they were "technically" let in. So, to say it was packed was an understatement.

But, despite all that, low and behold. You saw the lanky, hunched over, 6 ft tall, hoodie wearing shuffling walk of your boyfriend beginning down the large spiral staircase from the balcony. Watching him try to make himself smaller as he bobbed and weaved through people. However, Idia wasn't alone. Next to him was another, shorter, white haired put together male with glasses walking down next to Idia. Based on the dorm bands around their arm you knew he was from the Octavianelle Dorm. And if memory served correctly, Idia had one acquaintance from there. Azul, a fellow Housewarden, and a member of the board game club.

Haven't ever met Azul, it was hard to know what he was like. But Idia talked about him after club time sometimes over the phone when he lost a game of Chess or Monopoly to Azul. Grumbling about losing usually to a 'Slippery Money, Chance Sniffing Loan Shark.' Maybe he isn't the person to go to if you have money problems.

The staff member finally gave the okay to stay on campus. Handing you a visitor's ID before you slipped away from the front desk to walk over to Idia but was quickly interrupted half way to the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey hot stuff. What's a pretty girl like you doing here?"

A hand was placed on your shoulder as a young man stepped in front of you. A teeth showing smile on the guy's face. No doubt a college student here either dared by his buddies to go fishing for someone's number or wanted to try to get his dick wet. Yay.

By the time you opened your mouth to even respond, Idia was behind the guy. Standing straight for the first time ever, his hands casually in his sweatshirt pockets but his hood was off. Floor length, blue flaming hair completely visible, which in turn immediately drew attention. Idia was known for not being out and about, and his hair was one of a kind with the exemption of his robot younger brother.

"Hey, Normie." Idia had spoken into the back of the man trying to flirt with you.

Azul's dress shoes making audible tapping noises as the decibels of the overfilled lobby started to hush. Catching up, Azul stood next to Idia, suddenly feeling mildly uncomfortable at how tall his fellow Housewarden looked. Had he always been that... Gifted? Azul straightened his uniform jacket before opening his mouth to question Idia but couldn't get a word out.

"That's my girlfriend. So she a no no zone for you. Perma Locked. Go flirt with someone else if you have any self preservation stats or your address might be public in the next five seconds."

Idia said like it was an inconvenience.

Not a single word stuttered. No nervous energy. Idia just dropped the biggest bomb without a second thought.

Returning from your thoughts you giggle again, hearing Idia groan once more, dropping his phone onto his bedspread and rolling his head into your lower abdomen, trying to disappear from the world while mumbling about what got into him.

The guy had slowly turned around looking up at Idia Shroud, who had a dead, disappointed look on his face that wasn't dampened by a hood or a slouch. "Hu- Huh?" The unnamed student B asked.

"My girlfriend. The person you are attempting to flirt with is my girlfriend, you freakin' casual. M-y G-i-r-l-f-r-i-e-n-d." Idia said, sounding out letters like he was talking to a toddler.

You had to bite your lip to stifle your laugh in the now dead quiet massive lobby full of people..

"Stop talking about it! It's embarrassing enough!" Your boyfriend screeched into your gut, muffling his noise making.

Azul's jaw had dropped. The whole lobby of students jaws had dropped. Azul could feel his glasses slide down the bridge of his nose. Comical, but that was not the current focus. Even if Idia was lying about the girlfriend status, to hear him speak loud enough that it made people be quiet was a shock, but GIRLFRIEND? Idia Shroud in the same sentence as GIRLFRIEND?

Azul, much to his discretion, took off his glasses to massage his face. Slipping the lenses back onto his face, Azul stepped closer to Idia. Turning his body to look at the hoodie wearing shut ins side profile before turning his head to gaze at the.. very pleasant on the eyes young lady that suddenly has a different label. Idia Shroud's Girlfriend. And the student body number in the middle.

What in Sevens name was this interaction?!

Azul cleared his throat. "Best you move along." He murmured, adjusting his glasses once more in a jittery tick he had developed. The student body number just slipped his hand off the young lady's shoulder then backed up into the crowded lobby. Which was still as quiet as it could be besides the noise of people shifting or breathing.

Azul felt cold. Strange for a deep dwelling sea creature standing next to a peer with flames for hair but it wasn't exactly a temperature thing.

Idia was watching the attempted Flirter try to disappear into the packed oversized room. Yellow eyes like a haunting light in a dark place before jaws of immeasurable strength wrap around you and snap you in half.

Like the Tweels.

Idia looked like the Tweels with a target.

And that made Azul want to crawl into his octopot because what the actual fuck.

"Man. People suck." Idia said. Hunched over posture, eyes drooping and sudden smaller proximity returning that gave Azul whiplash with no movement. But Idia didn't stuff his floor length flaming hair back into his sweatshirt, or yank the hood up, pulling the strings as far as they would allow. He just stood there. Just. Existing. Around other people.

The pleasant on the eyes young lady dubbed Idia's Girlfriend just smiled, responding.

"I know."

Idia turned his attention to his fellow Housewarden. Azul, who despite his usual gentleman demeanor and snake like opportunist just stared. Didn't immediately introduce himself to his girlfriend to swindle her from Idia or some money. Azul was losing his SR rated business man skills??? Hello?? Well can't be too mad. Azul wasn't fighting him over his smoking hot legendary mystic class gf.

"oh uhhh. Azul. This is my girlfriend. Bebe this is Azul." Idia said. Gotta introduce you properly. Be impressive and shit.

"Hello Azul. Pleasure." You replied, holding a hand out to shake hands. Proper lady schmuck. Idia just thought you were really pretty being all proper. Victoria era rp. He also liked your Witch hat that you wore sometimes. Mysterious wardrobe change. Also your cats. So many cats. He really should go out to your house more often. But your lack of Internet over there kills him... Maybe he should set up a satellite or something. Yeah he could do that. Then he could even hang out with your kitties while doing remote class! Genius level stuff!!

"P- Pleasure is mine! I'm Housewarden Azul Ashengrotto of Octavianelle Dorm. I'm in the board game club with- Your- Boyfriend... Ah, If you ever need anything, please stop by."

"Yes. Thank you. I'll keep it in mind."

Idia watched you both shake hands before adding one more comment. "Btw thanks Azul for making that Normie scram. Might'a had a break down if you hadn't stepped in."

'Breakdown?! What breakdown??! Breaking his bones?!' But Azul left that unsaid. "Of course."

Idia felt his girlfriend step over, brushing up against his side. Hand in her crocheted bag. Probably to pull out her physical photo album of ever changing cat photos. Aw yeah. A ritual you both did while walking together. Looking at cat photos.

"Welp. We are gonna get going." Idia said not looking up from the book you pulled out of your bag. A smile with the peak of his sharp teeth showing. Man he's got a hot waifu girlfriend and an endless supply of cat photos from said girlfriend. Achievement unlocked, Endless Happiness.

"I'll let you win at our next chess game in return." Idia continued to Azul, leaning over your shoulder to begin looking at new pics of your cat hoard. "See ya."

Azul just nodded as Idia and his girlfriend walked through the sea of students that parted around them like in a fairytale. Azul wasn't sure what part was a fairy tail but it sure was.

"#HolySmokes #Girlfriend? #IdiaShroudIncidentInLobby"

"Really Cater?"

"What? You're thinking it too Trey. Btw is this pic blurry? I didn't get a good shot of her face."

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