Wilhelm seemed to soften slightly at the touch, but he still looked tense and nervous. “Connor, I’m serious, if I don’t get at least a B, I may as well fucking fail right here. I did the math, and anything under a 90% will stick out like a sore thumb on my report card.” He bit his tongue, a slight tremor in his hands.
Connor bit his lip a little bit, leaving his hand on Wilhelm's arm. "Hey, yer gonna do fine." he said softly. "Really, ah'm sure yeh will."
Wilhelm slowly came down from his anxiety high, placing a hand over his heart to feel the beat. His breathing was shallow and quick, although he began to regulate it with some effort. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry- I’m not the most levelheaded right now, I’m sorry. This is.. a lot for me to hit you with, and that’s not fair on my part. God, I just wish that the bell would ring now, and then I could go ahead and get it over with.” He began to pick at his knuckles again.
(I gtg to bed soon)
Connor shook his head a little bit. He moved to gently take Wilhelm's hands to keep the German boy from picking at his knuckles. "Nothin' ta be sorry for, Wil." he replied softly. "Alright? Jus'…calm down a bit. It'll be alrigh'."
(alright, no problem!)
Wilhelm blinked at Connor’s movements, sitting back just a little bit. “..Yeah. Yeah. It will be, I’m sorry.” He glanced at his watch again, biting his lip and praying that time would move faster.
Connor bit his lip a little bit. "Ah'm sure yeh did fine, Will." He said softly. "An' worryin' like this don't do any good." He tried to reassure Wilhelm.
“I hope so.” Wilhelm was incredibly aware of Connor’s hands on his own, and he glanced down at them after a moment. “Ah.. can I.. get my hands back?” He laughed nervously, glancing down at his watch a final time.
Connor blushed a little, letting go. "Y-yeah, sorry." He said, biting his lip a little. He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed, and then finished his tea.
“It’s okay, normally I wouldn’t mind.. but I have to get ready to leave.” Wilhelm didn’t recognize how his words came across, as he was trying to gather his things together. The bell rang, and he stood quickly, rocking on his heels as he waited for Connor.
Connor nodded, putting away his dishes and getting up. "Alright. Well, let's go see how we did, shall we?" He replied with a faint smile.
“Yeah, let’s.” Wilhelm sighed slightly, adjusting the strap of his bag and placing his hands in his pockets.
Connor adjusted his bag, looking up at Wilhelm for a moment, then out at the hallway.
Wilhelm walked to their classroom, keeping his eyes ahead. There was a little bit of a tremor in Wilhelm’s movements as he walked, but he tried to control it the best that he could.
Connor followed Wilhelm into the classroom, chewing on his lip. He wasn't sure why Wilhelm was so very nervous, but he knew that he would do his best to comfort his roommate if and when he needed to.
Wilhelm sat at his desk, drumming his fingers on the table as he watched their teacher pass out papers. He took a couple steady breaths, glancing over at Connor and giving him a weak smile. When Wilhelm had finally gotten his exam back, he didn’t even look at the score- only flipped it, face down onto his desk.
Connor checked his exam, letting out a faint sigh when he saw his score. It wasn't terrible, not enough to doom the rest of his grades, but it definitely could have been better.
Wilhelm flipped his test over, wincing a bit when he saw the score. Worse than he expected. He bit his cheek, beginning to pick lightly at his left knuckle. The teacher began his lecture, writing things out on the chalkboard.
Connor glanced over at Wilhelm, biting his lip. He reached over, gently brushing a hand on the German boy's shoulder to get his attention.
Wilhelm perked up slightly at the touch, dragged out of his little world. He looked over, head tilted slightly to the side.
Connor gave him a quick smile. "you okay?" he mouthed, raising his eyebrows at Wilhelm.
Wilhelm shrugged, tapping the paper. “i’m fine, yeah. lower than i wanted. The boy shrugged, glancing back up at the board momentarily and scribbling down some notes.
Connor looked up to take some notes as well, then looked at Wilhelm again. "alright." he replied with a quick smile.
“Sallow! Macphearson! Am I boring you?” The teacher barked, having caught them not paying complete attention.
“Uh- no, sir!” Wilhelm quickly turned back around, continuing to copy notes.
Connor jumped, looking down at his notes guiltily. "No sir. Sorry." he said quickly, biting his lip a little bit.
The rest of the class was just notes, and Wilhelm had taken up a sheet and a half (front and back) before the class was even finished. He wrote quickly, only taking occasional breaks when the cramps in his hands were too much.
Connor kept taking notes, his handwriting a little jagged and messy as he wrote.
(ts until after classes? i don’t have any more plans for the class, if i’ll be honest)
(yeah sure lmao)
(alright, i’ll take care of that (unless you want to)!)
(yes please! I gtg in like ten minutes, so IDK if I'll reply again)