#Rex is just a smitten kitten

[stargazingthenightaway]

Schooltime Crush

Pairings: Rex x Teacher!Reader Word Count: 1,601 words Warnings: Fluff, blushy boy Rex, Trouble twins Five and Echo, brotherly teasing, no-filter students, mention of ‘Daddy’ A/N: Based on this thread by @thefact0rygirl​. The idea got stuck in my head and I couldn’t resist. Let me know if you’d like to be added/removed to the tag list.

Rex grumbles to himself, neck tight with annoyance as he shoulders past the school entrance, hands full with a container of meiloorun slices. Normally he’s much more relaxed, casually walking down the halls as he tries to calm his beating heart, eager to spend more time with you, helping your students and hoping you’ll send one of your smiles his way, though you always give him more than he hopes for. It’s…special, having this little slice of happiness to himself, that he can call his own. Today, however, not so much.

Instead of the calm aura Rex usually projects his posture is rigid, muscles coiled tight as if under inspection, each step sounding more like the beat of a march. He steadfastly does not look at the vode at either side of him, their presence preventing Rex from making a clean getaway so he can hoard this moment of peace to himself. He’s been like this since he left the barracks, silent and fuming, with his two tag-alongs, somehow bullied into bringing them with him. Rex hadn’t given them the satisfaction of acknowledging their presence the entire trip, besides a gruff “Let’s go”. It was some small mercy that the pair had let him be on the walk, letting him stew in his thoughts, but Rex should’ve known the silence wouldn’t last forever.

“Aw, don’t be like this Captain” Fives wheedles, nudging Rex’s shoulder with his own, “You know you love us.”

“But not as much as this teacher apparently” Echo chips from the other side, smirk on his face. That causes the twins to laugh, jostling Rex between them, and he hunches his shoulders closer to his ears, the tips taking on a darker hue, lips pressed tight together in displeasure.

Fives lifts up his own container of juice boxes, bouncing them on the palms of his hands “Besides, we couldn’t leave our favourite Captain on his own for Operation Snack-time.” He suddenly spins, walking backwards so he can face Rex “What would your lady love think of the 501st if you showed up alone, with all these supplies, with no support from your unit?” 

Rex can’t help but grumble “That I wan’t some peace and quiet?

There’s a simultaneous “Ah, he speaks” from Echo and “Wrong!” from Fives, who tosses the drinks to Echo so he can waggle a finger in Rex’s face.

“NO! She’ll think we’re no-good, lazy nerf herders who’ll leave you to heft all these supplies by yourself to be mauled by ravenous children who think you’re a crunchy snack.”

Echo speaks up, voice thoughtful "Though maybe it’s not the children we need to worry about thinking our beloved Captain is a tasty snack.”

Fives gives them both a look of mock horror before he shakes his head, “Nope, not happening on our watch.”

A grin starts to form on Fives face and Rex’s steps falter. “Don’t worry Cap’n, me n’ Echo will have your back, stick to your side like glue and make sure we know all about this teacher of yours.”

Stars forbid, NO Rex screams to himself as he picks up the pace, futilely trying to out-walk the twins, their laughter following along behind as they keep pace with him. In almost no time at all they’re standing outside your door. Rex takes a deep breath through his nose, pleading to the Maker that his vode don’t embarrass him too much, before turning to the twins. They both have a look of innocence about them, but Rex knows differently. 

“Remember, we’re guests here” he whispers, voiced clipped “mind your manners, keep it clean and for Force sake, absolutely do not teach the kids Mando’a swear words”

Echo blows a raspberry in his direction “Right right, wouldn’t want Miss Teacher to call you down for misbehaving.”

Fives pipes up, voice high pitched “Captain, please come see me in my office”

Echo joins in “I need to speak with you in private.”

Fives wiggles his brows suggestively “Give you some disciplinary action.”

Rex can feel his blood start to boil in the way only an older sibling can feel, but before he can retort Echo darts forward and the door is sliding open, the sounds of the classroom washing over them. It takes a moment before Rex finds you. 

You’re kneeling down by your desk, listening to what one of your students has to say. There’s a smile on your face as you nod along with whatever the boy is telling you before a small laugh bursts from your lips, the child giggling as well. A moment later he darts off, and you stand up, stretching slightly as you do so. Rex is so enamoured watching you that he forgets he’s brought company, and it’s not until Fives clears his throat, nudging Echo as he does so, that he remembers. Noticing the twin grins on their faces, Rex throws them a quick glare before he looks back over to you.

You haven’t seen him yet, and just as Rex was about to call out to you, more of your students catch on to the fact they have visitors, and in true childish fashion, announce their presence for him.

“MISS! YOUR DADDY’S HERE!”

There’s a series of choking noises to his side as Rex feels his whole body freeze, ears roaring and heart stopping as everyone, including you, turn to look at him. He takes in how your eyes dart to the side, noticing that he’s brought company and watches how your cheeks flush slightly, feeling his own face start to burn in mortification. 

Maker, please let a Zillo beast be attacking the senate building Rex thinks desperately, as his heart kickstarts back to life, knowing his face is turning a deeper shade to rival Fox’s paint job. If Cody were here he’d already be doubled over in laughter, but he’d keep this little incident between the two of them. Only bringing it up when he needs a favour or bartering for shore leave. But Cody’s not here, and the twins are…Rex feels cold dread settle in his gut, twisted and sharp. They’ve been oddly silent, and it’s only then that the faint click click of the comms register in his ears. They wouldn’t.

Rex whips his head to the side and sees how Fives and Echo are both wearing matching looks of unbridled glee, Fives hand hovering over his comm link on his bracer. From where he’s standing Rex can see it’s to the 501st group chat, and if they know about this then the whole fleet will know by the end of the day. Nonononono! Before he can even take a step towards the pair, threatening them with lifetime of KP duty, Echo presses the send button and all hope fades with that little ding. It’s mere moments before Fives comm is blowing up, a steady stream of incoming messages dinging one after the other. 

As Rex stands there in shock the twins take this moment to scamper off, saying a quick hello to you before going to cluster of students, who eagerly pull them to the snack table, asking them questions a mile a minute. 

You’ve shaken off your surprise at the unique way their arrival has been announced, immune to the lack of filter your students possess and have walked over, standing in front of Rex. It takes a moment for him to realize you’re looking up at him, waiting patiently for him to come back to you. The smile you give him makes him think that maybe he can salvage the situation, but as you take the container out of his hands, brushing your hands against his, what you say next has his heart stuttering, his blush flaring up again and wishing he could whisk you away somewhere more private.

“It’s good to see you again, Daddy.”

Oh, Kriff. 

 Bonus

A little pantoran girl looks up at Echo and Fives, eyes bouncing between the two of them as her hands bunch the hem of her shirt. She gives them both a puzzled look, opening her mouth as if to ask a question before snapping it shut. Echo bends down so he’s eye level with her. “What’s up little one?” 

She shuffles in place before shyly asking her question, voice quiet “Are you her daddy’s too?”

Echo barely opens his mouth to answer before Rex practically shouts from the other side of the room. “Absolutely not!” He’s helping a nautolan girl with a painting smock, her back to him as he ties the laces, glaring at the twins over her shoulder.

“There’s your answer” Fives says, giving the girl, Kana, a pat on the shoulder. “He doesn’t like to share.” He doesn’t see the way Rex’s eyes narrow, or how a gleam starts to form that shows he’s plotting something, but Echo does. 

He gives a strained laugh, knowing that he and Fives have reached their limit on teasing the Captain. He hopes that he won’t be too hard on them when they get back to base. Though maybe they should hide out with General Skywalker for a while until Rex’s temper dies down. Getting a head start might be a good idea as well. 

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[blackkatmagic]

Fay giving the shovel talk is hilarious because she has enough insight to see Rex is a smitten kitten and enough power to get industrial strength acids. Rex walks away vaguely comforted and wakes up in a cold sweat at 2 am.

This is just. Precisely how Fay’s shovel talks would go and I am so amused. 

#Anonymous #kat answers

[imbeccablee]

Hey. Hey. Hey hey hey hey. Izuku playing with Ochako's beans.

This is too cute to pass up.

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So far, it had been a slow day. Izuku had done the usual rounds with his sidekicks around the city and there had only been one or two crimes that needed him. He had been happy to help, of course, it’s what he lives for. It just doesn’t mean the rest of his day wasn’t boring. 

When he did finally retire home, he found Ochako waiting for him. She was in the kitchen doing some yoga while something simmered on the stove. Her head had turned to the door as he shut it and a bright smile stretched across her face. His heart squeezed.

“Deku! You’re home!”

He answered her by going to her and leaning down. He pressed a kiss to her temple and she sighed, still smiling. She came out of her position and put her hands on her hips. “Soooo I thought I’d make somethiiiiiing.”

“Oh really?” Izuku’s eyebrow rose and Ochako pouted.

“Hey, it’s gonna be good this time!!” She marched to the stove and gestured to it like it was going to prove her point.

“Oh I don’t doubt it, you’ve been improving.” Izuku’s lip quirked up. “The last few meals I could actually keep down.” His hands jabbed at her vulnerable sides and she screeched.

“You!!!” She bent out of reach of his hands, laughing. Her hand flew forwards to try and catch him, but he managed to move out of the way. Still, she didn’t give, and a small chase began. Ochako chased Izuku all through the kitchen and living room, him dodging and her nearly getting him. There was a moment when he clipped the coffee table and bit out a swear when Ochako took her chance.

They both lay on the floor now, Ochako pinning Izuku down. “Pinned ya!” Ochako laughed until she saw that look in Izuku’s eyes. She flushed as she stared down into his own, starstruck all over again. This boy, she thinks, how does he do it.

Her hands loosen and she smiles. Her hands move from his wrists to his palms to his fingertips. Their hands lay splayed out on either side of Izuku’s head until he lifts his hands into the air. His eyes drift to the side.

The pads on Ochako’s fingertips were softer than the rest of her hands. Neither of them have ever really figured out why, since logically speaking they should be more calloused than anything. Still, they remain as soft as kitten’s fur, downy, silky.

Izuku loved them.

Ochako’s hands stay splayed and in the air as Izuku’s hand gently caresses her pads. His fingers moved slowly, like feather touches upon her fingers. He circled each pad as if to commit them to memory. Then, slowly, gently, as if he were worried to scare her off, he moved his hand to the back of hers and lowered it down. He kissed each pad tenderly as if they were the most precious thing in the world. He made his way to each finger, taking his time as he did so. Then, he moved to the next hand. He gave it the same loving treatment as he had before. 

When finally he arrived at the pad on Ochako’s left pinky, he glanced up to see Ochako looking positively floored. She’d flushed top to bottom and was shaking slightly as if the love he gave to her hands was too much for her.

Izuku smiled and brought her hand to his cheek. He closed his eyes and breathed out, slow and steady. 

They were silent a few more moments before Ochako stuttered out, “You’re not allowed to do that.”

Izuku snorted, his eyes still shut. “Why.”

“Because it messes with me dammit. How can you act so lovingly towards my hands like that?”

“Easy,” he responded. His eyes opened and he gazed up at her. Ochako’s breath caught and her heart skipped a beat. “I just… love you, Ochako… All of you, every part. As if it’s hard; I’ve been completely smitten since high school.”

It was at that time the smoke detector decided to go off.

For a good two seconds, Ochako thought it went off because of the smoke that had to be coming out of her ears due to her steaming. Then she remembered her cooking. 

“SHIT.”

The next few minutes were a scramble to try and salvage the dinner Ochako had been preparing, which ultimately failed. The two were staring at the dinner’s remains as it lied in the garbage. They looked at each other.

“Take out?’ Izuku suggested. Ochako nodded mutely.

Izuku turned to go change when Ochako grabbed his wrist again. He turned in time to see her lift his hand to her mouth and for her to begin kissing his fingertips. Izuku pursed his lips, surprised, and understood why Ochako had been shaking earlier.

Ochako reached his pinky and retracted slightly, her eyes partly open. “For what it’s worth…” Ochako looked up at him through her eyelashes, bashful. “I love all of you too. You’re not the only one who’s been smitten with someone since high school.”

Izuku doesn’t answer, doesn’t feel he needs to. He only moves his hand to the side so he can move the kissing to her lips.

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so it’s currently 11 pm and i spat this out in about half an hour i hope u like it rex.

also sorry if it’s overly cheesy, i just got back from seeing Love, Simon, and oh boy was that a romcom for the ages.

#i am #so tired #pls enjoy this drabble i guess #is this considered a drabble #fuck if i know man #god i need sleep #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #dekuraka #gravity smash #izuku midoriya #ochako uraraka #deku #so many tags god #izuocha

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