♢ ┈┊but i wore his jacket for the longest time !

OH ! how he L O V E S you, darling boy. -- OH ! how, like always, he INVENTS the MONSTERS underneath the bed to get you to sleep NEXT to him, chest to chest or chest to back, the covers drawn ( around ) you in an act of F A I T H against the night.

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All my life, I’ve been waiting for someone like you.

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Have you missed my warmth? On your island, oh

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         he’s DETERMINED not to let it get to him, lips pursing & hand gripping their’s even T I G H T E R, though his head is down & he’s glad that he’s got the time of day on his side, the d a r k n e s s that surrounds them making it harder to spot his red ( & only reddening ) cheeks. ‘  i don’t care what they say about us,  ’ he mumbles once he hears a few more shouts in the distance, crowds in closer to the male next to him, allowing a soft huff of breath to sound past his lips. ‘  really ; i don’t C A R E about them or about what they have to say. i had a good day with you, i -- i’m not gonna let some idiots ruin it.  ’

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           ‘  ---- you’ve got a boyfriend.  ’ it’s DISBELIEF, more than anything else, eyebrows raising as the hold that he’s got on his coffee cup tightens s i g n i f i c a n t l y. it’s the first time he’s seen her for a LONG time, & in the coffee shop that they first met in, too ( except this time, he’s sure that the tall, M U S C L Y guy over to his right is the one she’s going to be going home with rather than h i m. ) ‘  um. sorry. i‘m just. . . surprised.  ’

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velutllunas:

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            and even though N O T H I N G about this whole thing was even remotely appropriate, he couldn’t deny his growing temptation to give into the younger male’s advances. ‘ i’m NOT making it sound worse. that’s e x a c t l y how bad it could be if people found out. ‘ he shrugs, now unable to tear away his gaze, as if he was drawn in by him and the request he had. ‘ just —- L O C K the door and close the blinds. ‘ evan mutters after several seconds of silence made him realise that he was not going to be able to be able to say no. 

       ‘  um ---- seriously ?  ’ his voice is close to a s q u e a k when he speaks up, eyes wide & jaw dropped, because as prepared as he was to try & convince the other into it, he didn’t actually expect a Y E S ( & now that he has one, he has no idea as to what to do other than stare blankly. ) ‘ i -- okay.  ’ he tries after a moment, thankful that he at least has the initiative to walk his way over to the door & lock it, teeth pressing down into his bottom lip as he fiddles with the blinds moments after to close them.

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             with a sigh slipping from his lips, evan turns around again to face the younger male, glancing at him with obvious concern and intrigue ‘ how exactly will it BENEFIT me? ‘ he questions, raising his eyebrow slightly as he did so.  ‘ you want to do t h a t because YOU want a higher grade. by doing as you ask i’ll be risking my whole career because of a student who was desperate for a higher grade. i’m sure the newspapers will love that story once it begins to spread. it would RUIN my life. ‘

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      his teeth press down into his bottom lip softly, because maybe evan D O E S have a point, & this most likely won’t be the most beneficial thing that has ever happened to him. s t i l l, he tries to find a way around it, lips pursing before he continues, ‘  you’re making it sound W O R S E than it is.  ’ he mutters, takes a few step c l o s e r. ‘  that’s NOT going to happen. -- unless you decide to go run off & tell someone about it, then nothing’s gonna happen.  ’ he attempts to c o m f o r t the other, eyes glancing up to meet with the other’s. ‘  ---- just this once.  ’

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velutllunas:

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           with a sigh slipping from his lips, evan is shaking his head again, pulling himself away from the male so there was no longer any physical contact between them. ‘ this isn’t a SMART idea. ‘ he tells him, now continuing to move around the room, u n a b l e to look in the direction of the other male. ‘ this isn’t a conversation that we should be having. not inside the classroom or outside. it can’t even be a POSSIBILITY, okay? it can’t happen. ‘

        his arm falls down by his side, gaze falling to the ground & lips pulling down into a frown once the other has pulled away, but he’s still got his mind set on changing that grade & getting something out of this. he takes another step closer ( though nothing m o r e ), hands fitting into the pockets of his jeans. ‘  -- p l e a s e. no one will know, i swear. nobody’s gonna find out, & -- & it’ll... it’ll benefit both of us, if you think about it ! ---- you know you w a n t to.  ’

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velutllunas:

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          ‘ then maybe you should have A S K E D for some help. i would have been willing to help you that’s kind of my job. ‘ & the more the other male talks, the more tempting his suggestion begins to sound. he knows it’s wrong but he can’t h e l p but be intrigued by the idea he was putting forward. ‘ —- and how do i know you won’t run off and tell the school board that i took advantage of you if i were to agree to this? ‘ he questions, mentally scolding himself for even considering the thought even for a second. ‘

          his eyes widen as soon as the question is posed, mouth falling open as he attempts to p r o c e s s the other’s words, heart seemingly leaping up into his t h r o a t at what FEELS like might as well be outright agreement. ‘  -- i. . .  ’ he pauses for a moment, to think his answer through, eyes searching the other’s face as though an answer lies there. ‘  i won’t. i wouldn’t, i -- i wouldn’t have a reason to. ‘specially not if i were to, um, like it, for example.  ’

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      ‘ you didn’t realise that you had to ANSWER the question to get a grade? ‘ evan retorts with yet another shake of his head. ‘ i can assure you that bribing me the idea of – THAT isn’t going to work. i’m not using that as an excuse to bump up your grade. ‘ he adds, coming across as obviously uncomfortable given the current topic of conversation between them. ‘ if you need the grade so bad then you’ll have to W A I T until next semester.. there is n o way i could possibly agree to what you are suggesting. it is certainly not appropriate. ‘

          ‘  it was C O N F U S I N G,  ’ he attempts to redeem himself, shrugging, finally letting his hold on evan go completely, though instead settling on gliding his fingers down his arm s l o w l y ( which only manages to encourage a blush to fall over his cheeks, a soft hue of pink settling on brown skin. ) ‘  i can’t just sit around & w a i t for the next semester for a second chance,  ’ he mutters, shaking his head, lips pursing as he turns his head slightly to be able to glance at the door. ‘  please. ‘s just a case of lockin’ the door, & then i can -- we can. . . i can do whatever you want.  ’

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       ‘ well you don’t try ENOUGH. the question explicitly pointed out the topics you had to reference yet you decided to ignore it. like i said – you wrote a good essay but it was completely irrelevant. ‘ he says, eyebrows raising as soon as the others fingers wrapped around his wrist. ‘ evan can’t help but keep the look of surprise on his face as he hears his next words, head shaking slightly as he processes them within his mind. ‘ i’m not sure exactly what you’re insinuating. however – if it is what i t h i n k it is then you should know that it is a highly INAPPROPRIATE suggestion, maxwell. ‘ he adds, trying his best to free himself from his grip. 

      ‘  i didn’t ignore it, i just -- i just didn’t GET IT, i dunno, i didn’t even realise it mattered that much.  ’ he rambles, shaking his head as he tries to come up with more excuses that might get him out of this m e s s. his eyebrows furrow as the other continues, & despite his grip that he has on the other’s arm loosening, he still doesn’t let go completely. ‘  i don’t --  ’ his teeth press down into his bottom lip as he tries to think what he’s saying through, come to realise that it’s a terrible idea, but ; ‘  i don’t c a r e. i need the grades. & i want to.  ’

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             ‘ your essay was FINE but it didn’t meet the brief. ‘ the older male repeats with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. ‘ if you didn’t want to fail my class then you would actually try harder to do assignments the way they are meant to be done. ‘ he adds before standing up from his seat so he can move around to clean up the room before he has another class. ‘ i don’t NEED you to buy me coffee and i am perfectly capable of washing my o w n clothes. it’s a nice thought but i can’t help you. if the soccer team meant so much to you, you would have tried harder to N O T fail my class. ‘

          ‘  i DO try,  ’ he retorts, teeth pressing down into his bottom lip as he attempts to find another bargaining chip, though nothing seems to be coming to MIND. he watches as the other male gets up, spinning around so he can move to follow after him if needs be. ‘  sir, p l e a s e. -- you can’t just NOT do this for me.  ’ he huffs, finds himself reaching a hand out to be able to curl his fingers around the other’s wrist, keep him where he is & try his luck again. ‘  i’ll do better next time, i promise. i will, i’ll -- i’ll stay behind to do more work & i’ll --- i’ll clean your classroom after every single class ! or i can --  ’ he pauses for a moment, swallows hard & s h r u g s before his hand slides up along the other’s arm. ‘  anything.  ’

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           ‘ it wasn’t what i was looking for.. ‘ evan explains as he gazes down towards the essay that had a giant red F written in the corner. ‘ look, maxwell – i can’t possibly change your grade for no reason without changing EVERYONE’S grade, too. ‘ he adds, shrugging his shoulders slightly with an apologetic look on his face. ‘ i wish i could help you out but i can’t do anything about it. the essay you wrote completely missed the point of the assigned question. if it was an extra credit essay i could have given you a passing grade but for the assigned question, it doesn’t deserve more than an F, i’m sorry. ‘

          ‘  what you were looking for is s t u p i d then, because my essay is FINE.  ’ he huffs out, arms crossing & lips pursing as he swallows hard, tries not to look as though he’s ready to get down on his knees & start BEGGING. ‘  i need a passing grade,  ’ he continues, tries to ignore the obvious NO that’s hanging in the air. ‘  they’ll -- they’ll kick me off the soccer team if i don’t keep my grades up. i’m VICE CAPTAIN. you can’t just let it happen. please. this is the only class i’m failing & it’s just O N E grade. i’ll do anything. i’ll buy you coffee every single day for the next year. i’ll -- i’ll do your washing every week, or -- or anything.  ’  

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           when evan hears the faint sound of a students voice, his eyes immediately shift to GLANCE up at him rather than focus his attention of the l a r g e stack of assignments that he had to spend his time engrossed in until all of them had been thoroughly graded. ‘ ah, yes – i remember your essay quite clearly. ‘ he says with a nod while setting his pen down onto the desk, looking at the other male with slight evidence of c o n c e r n on his face. ‘ it was uninspired and unoriginal.. i’m afraid i couldn’t possibly give you any grade higher. ‘ 

        his eyebrows furrow, lips pulling down into an obvious & prominent frown, hopes that maybe he could gain SOMETHING from this evidently going down the d r a i n. ‘  i spent hours on that,  ’  he tries, taking a step closer to be able to set the papers down on the desk in front of the other, eyes settling on his teacher. ‘  it was good. & i can’t be failing. just -- just give me a passing grade, at least. i’ll even rewrite it if i have to, or... or i’ll -- i’ll do whatever. anything. ---- please ?  ’