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nilielhTitle : [Drabble Series] Professor M
Rating : PG
Pairing: Matsumiya
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Word count : 702 words
One.
He fiddled awkwardly with his tie, waiting patiently for the final verdict before he chose to either kill himself right then and there or resolved into going down on his knees and begged his professor to give him another chance, if he could, because damn, he didn’t really want to repeat this semester and he was sure he’s going to be caught in a lot of trouble if -
“You do know how bad this looked right, Ninomiya-kun?” Matsumoto-sensei mumbled as a start, pushing his glasses over the bridge of his nose and giving Nino a look that obviously meant he’s trying to make Nino understand how bad it really looked without actually saying it out loud. Nino gulped and nodded back, eyes trained on the unusual stain he found on top of his professor’s expensive desk.
“I..” he paused, and then swallowed that imaginary lump blocking his throat and sampled an embarrass little grin over the older man, fingers still twiddling absently at the edge of his uniform’s tie.
“At this rate, you’re going to have to repeat this semester and there’s nothing I can do about it,” Matsumoto-sensei stated with an almost resigned sigh, then pushing the paper he was checking out over at Nino, pointing at the red markings all over it; Nino forced himself to look up, and winced. “I wish I could help but –“ Matsumoto-sensei offered, cutting himself off in favor of leaning back, crossing his arms over his chest. Nino threw him a panicked little stare, teeth biting on his lower lip and trying his hardest to think of something clever to say, anything to offer the older man to at least help him deal with this.
“S-Sensei,” Nino mumbled helplessly, holding both his hands out and placing them awkwardly over his professor’s expensive desk, meeting the older man’s eyes directly for the first time. “P-Please help me,” he said, tone begging for a little bit of understanding and his eyes tearing up pitifully as the corner of the older man’s mouth quirked thoughtfully. “I’ll do anything, j-just please –“
The older man copied Nino’s action, and placed his hands over his desk, leaning over until they’re practically inhaling each other’s breath and chuckling under his breath; he shook his head once, grabbed the paper and stared at it again, examining the paper and throwing Nino a look that he wished he knew how to interpret.
“Anything?” the professor pressed closer, but his eyes were telling a different story altogether; it said ‘I’m sorry, but I don’t think I could help you – not when you’re clearly not taking your studies seriously and most especially not when I’m sure you’re only going to mess this up even if I give you another chance,’ and Nino’s shoulder sagged, lower lip quivering in a way that even his best friend Masaki wouldn’t be able to resist if he kept up with it.
Matsumoto-sensei looked patiently bored and Nino could feel the rise of something dangerous in his chest as he daringly moved his hands and closed his fingers over his professor’s longer ones. Matsumoto-sensei arched one fine brow and something unreadable passed through his eyes before Nino was able to identify it.
He gulped, watching as the older man pursed his lips and stared him back down over the rim of his glasses. “Anything, Sensei…” he murmured, letting his trembling little fingers do the talking by rubbing light touches across Matsumoto-sensei’s knuckles. He kept his gaze locked on their now joined hands, watching his small hands get lost in between his professor’s bigger ones.
He could feel the flutter of awkward heat starting from the tips of his fingers, cautious at the way it started sizzling at the back of his neck; the look on his professor’s face changed a whole lot since he came here and Nino was pretty sure it mirrored what was written across his own too.
He swore he heard the older man took a sharp intake of breath, and Nino had to look up, can’t not, his dark lashes fanning his pale cheeks as he licked his lower lip wet.
Matsumoto-sensei pulled back with an almost devilish grin.
“Let’s see about that, Ninomiya-kun.”
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Date: 2012-07-06 04:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-06 06:58 am (UTC)I'm going to love this drabble series. Hehe, wait for next.
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Date: 2012-07-07 05:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-06 09:22 am (UTC)I LOVE YOU T____T THIS IS PERFECT SO FAR AND IT'S JUST....OMG. BETTER THAN ANYTHING I COULD HAVE COME UP WITH. OMG I NEED MORE *____*
thank youuuu ;______; ♥
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Date: 2012-07-07 12:15 pm (UTC)*_____*
now it starts to get interesting. *hihi*
i am looking forward for more. ^^
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Date: 2012-07-07 05:08 pm (UTC)