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(Y/N) was up extremely early for her 8am class. Her hair was in a messy bun with loose strands hanging out in an unkempt manner. Her eyes felt heavy, the dark circles clearly showing up on the camera as she sat at her desk sipping on a dwindling cup of hot tea. Her professor/teacher droned on and on about a topic that she was too tired to understand, yet she still continued to scribble down incomprehensible notes.
Suddenly, she felt large muscular arms wrap around her from behind. A soft kiss was planted on her cheek as long blonde strands fell around her face.
“Good Morning, meleth nin (my love).” A gentle voice whispered against her skin.
A soft smile pulled at (Y/N)’s lips as she hummed in response. The contact of Legolas’s bare chest warmed her form and initiated feelings of security and love.
“Why are you up so early? You need rest, you have been up late into the night for the past week,” he muttered.
(Y/N) sighed not realizing that the sounds of the lecture faltered, “I have class, remember?”
“Of course I remember. I just wish for you to take care of yourself.”
Legolas’s arms regrettably slipped from her body as he stood up straight once again. “Here, let me make you more tea.”
The elf carefully reached across the young woman and grasped onto the nearly empty mug before exiting the room.
“(Y/N)? Care to keep your shirtless boyfriend out of the screen?” The professor/teacher called out in a teasing tone.
A handful of laughs and giggles echoed through her computer at the professor’s comment. (Y/N) could feel her cheeks heat and turn bright red for she had completely forgotten her camera was on….thank god that she had been muted! With wide eyes she quickly scanned the tiny screens of her classmates—all expressing surprise, shock, and disbelief.
“Who knew (Y/N) had a boyfriend who looks like he was chiseled by Michelangelo himself!” One of the preppy girls called out.
Another responded. “Yeah! (Y/N), where do you find him?! Hmhmm…he is sexyyyy!”
The young woman covered her face in embarrassment as more laughs and comments echoed through the laptop speakers.
Deciding to face the music and provide some sort of explanation, (Y/N) unmuted her microphone. “I’m so sorry, Professor! I completely forgot my camera was on! It won’t happen again.”