ᴵᶠ ᵀᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ ᴺᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ

{ Chapter 7 }

< Chapter 7: Clinical >
[ Song ]
< Become The Warm Jets - Current Joys >
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< A few hours later >

"I should get going," Dean said, standing up off the couch. "Unless there's anything more you need?"

I followed him towards the door.

I need to feel your hands on my body.

Esme, stop. You can't say that.

"N-no, I think I'm okay." I forced a smile onto my face as I stood up to face him.

"Don't lie to me, Esmeralda." His husky voice rasped, as he took a step closer to me, leaving only inches of space between us.

"I'm not." His 6'3 frame towering over mine, as I stood at 5 foot '6.
I looked down, keeping my eyes on his chest.
His presence made me nervous, but comfortable at the same time.
He made me a flustered, stuttering mess.
Well i'm always a stuttering mess.

"Look at me." He demanded.

I hesitantly tilted my head up, meeting his deep brown eyes with my green ones.

"I don't like liars. Now I'll ask you again, do you need anything? are you okay?"

My body immediately wanted to obey him, to follow his directions, his commands.
"I could be better." I sighed.

"I know." He tilted his head at me, bringing his hands up to my shoulders, and pulling me into a hug.

I froze, leaving my hands down at my sides. This felt different from the one we shared earlier.
"You're okay." He whispered into my ear.

I immediately wrapped my arms around him, relaxing my body into his.

He rested his hands on my lower back, as mine was wrapped around his neck.

It felt good. I liked being in his embrace. I can't remember the last time somebody besides Ross and Romeo, who hugged me.

I felt Dean try and pull away as I tightened my grip around his neck.

He exhaled a breath before lifting me, my legs wrapping around his waist.

He carried me over to my couch, sitting down with me on his lap.

Was I annoying him? Did he need to leave?

You're annoying him, Esme.

I pulled away so I could face him, "I'm sorry, you said you had to leave. A-and this probably isn't appropriate considering the circumstances, and I-"

"Hey. Take a deep breath. If you're uncomfortable knowing that I'm your professor, then I'll leave right now. Everything we do or don't is your decision."

"It's not that I'm uncomfortable with it, trust me. I just don't want to get you in trouble, but I'm graduating in two weeks anyway, plus....ever since the night in the book store a few days ago, I haven't stopped thinking about you." I admitted.

I spotted a smirk creep onto his mouth.

< Dean P.o.V >

There she was. The girl who put everyone else ahead of herself. She was worried about me. If I had to leave if I was going to get in trouble. But who was looking out for her?

Her friends cared, but did they care enough? doesn't seem like it.

"You should get to sleep." I smiled at her as she yawned. Her green eyes appearing droopy.