#i hope i captured the cliche “im complaining about my job” thing married couples do well LMAO

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hello auburn! congrats on 1.8k followers :D

would you mind writing a small oneshot of what it would be like to date crewel or comforting crewel after a long tiring day of teaching? thank you <3

love, siren

hi renren!! this didnt really follow teh rules of the event so i tweaked your request a bit?

once again this is unedited if you see a ttypo ITS NOT THERE SHHHH

THE AFTERMATH OF CAMP VARGAS WITH DIVUS CREWEL (1.8k details)

“And then he forced me into the tasteless costume...my dear, if it wasn’t for those pups I wouldn’t have been caught dead in that thing.” Crewel huffs, head in his hands as he rants about his day to you.

“Of course dear.” you try your best to soothe him, cutting him a slice of the raisin butter cake you’d made the day before, “But you really care about those children. It’s admirable.”

“Thank you, darling.” he sighs deeply.

You set the plate in front of him and watch as his shoulders sag with relief. There’s something so tender in his gaze when he looks up at you, mouth drawn into a tight frown. You sigh too, pushing his bangs aside and kissing his forehead. Divus works hard for the student he calls his pups, and you couldn’t admire him more.

“I’m grateful for you every day.” he smiles softly, motioning for you to take a chair.

“And I, you.” you smile back, sitting down beside him, “Was there anything good that happened on this trip?”

Divus lights up, a rare expression he tends to only show around you. Your own expression softens as he talks, hands slowly growing more animated as he describes the growth each individual student went through on the trip. Familiar names like Clover and Schoenheit and Ashengrotto and Leech are thrown about, and while you couldn’t picture these students in your mind, you can feel how proud he is of them.

“You’re radiant when you talk about your passions.” you say, and you don’t bother stopping yourself or taking it back because you know you mean it.

Divus stops, hands frozen in midair. They sink into his lap and he gives you another soft smile.“And I appreciate you endlessly for listening and taking care of me.” he says, and this time it’s his turn to press a kiss to your forehead.