i want to do a teacher andreil thingy where andrew forgets his lunch and pro exy league neil josten yeets into the lecture to give him his lunch yes thank you enjoy
Andrew was a busy man. He had lessons to plan, essays to mark, and his mind was always full with things he had to remember for his students.
See, Andrew taught criminology at the local university, near to where he and Neil lived in their shared flat with Sir and King.
And criminology was a demanding subject, full of demanding students, who needed lots of things done, and extensive, complex lessons and lectures.
So this meant that Andrew was a little forgetful at times. Forgetting the simplest of things.
But because Neil was pretty much always away with exy matches and the like, and Andrew was home alone, he just went without lunch. Or he would grab something from the students canteen if he was really hungry.
However, this was one time when Andrew forgot his lunch, but Neil was home.
Andrew woke up before Neil, and took this chance to watch Neil sleeping, the rarest of smiles on his face. He allowed himself a few extra moments in bed, playing with Neil’s hair, and kissing his forehead.
And this meant Andrew was going to be late to school.
Looking at the clock, he bolted out of bed, careful not to disturb Neil, got dressed, grabbed his school things, and was out of the house, on the road to uni.
He wasn’t too late to class. So that was alright.
The morning went smoothly, without any misshaps, and his lectures went well.
Apart from the lecture just before lunch.
It was half way through the lecture, and Andrew was doing one of the most difficult parts of the courses with his upper year, who were close to their exams.
When they were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Andrew cut himself off with a sigh and glared at the door.
“Why. Why now,” He muttered to himself, “Yeah, come in!”
The door opened to reveal someone dressed in a Palmetto Foxes hoodie, black jeans, and white Vans. And this person had bright ginger hair, a face covered in scars, and a brilliant grin on their face.
The students’ mouths dropped open. Why was Neil Josten, Pro Exy League player, and famous rival of Andrew Minyard in their lecture. Taught by Andrew Minyard. His rival.
The murmurs started up then, students whispering to each other in shock, but they were soon silenced with a death glare form their Professor. (Who terrified all of them.)
“What?” Andrew sighed, looking at Neil, who just grinned.
“You forgot lunch,” Neil said helpfully, placing a black lunch box on Andrew’s desk, “So I made you some.”
“And you couldn’t have waited until lunch time to deliver this?”
“I have a meeting with my team,” Neil shrugged and grinned again.
“I hate you,” Andrew glared at him.
“I know you do. Can you make dinner tonight?”
Andrew’s glare just deepened, “Fine. But you better make dinner for the rest of the week. This lot have exams coming up. I’m going to be busy.”
“I can do that. No worries. Good luck with your exams you lot,” Neil said to the students, his smile still in place even though all the students just looked back at him, shocked.
“Get out of my classroom,” Andrew rolled his eyes, and he kept his still face when Neil leaned in and kissed his cheek. (Which caused several mouths to drop open.) But to the trained eye, you could see a softness in Andrew’s eyes when Neil’s lips lingered on his cheek, and what none of the students could see, was Andrew’s hand squeezing Neil’s fingers quickly.
“See you later love!” Neil called as he left the classroom, sending one last smile to Andrew, and a grin to the students. Who were still all in shock.
Andrew turned back to his students when the door shut, and looking at the shocked expression on their faces, he sighed.
“Five minutes,” He said simply, and every single hand rose into the air.
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