Professor Romanoff's Angel

4

A/N: this episode has a hint of spice, just letting you know -

Romanoff's POV

The class ends, but Y/N lingers... so does Brad.
She walks over to me, she's about to speak when Brad cuts her off.
"Why did you do that?"

I try to make myself look occupied, but my eyes watch them both consistently.

"I don't even know you." Y/N starts, she pulls her backpack on. She barely even looks at him.
"But you could! I think your hot and I think your funny!"

Y/N looks right at him, he's practically begging her.
"Well... thank you for the compliments but," she sighs, "I like women."

Huh. Does she now?

"Oh. Sorry, I didn't know." Brad says, a sudden change of pace.
"It's fine, but next time - maybe get to know them a little more before you ask them out in front of a bunch of your classmates." Y/N responds, she's awfully snarky.

"If you don't mind, I need to speak with Professor Romanoff." She says and walks over to me.
"Sure... see you around." Brad slips out of the classroom.

"What can I do for you?" I say as I look into her eyes. Every time we make eye contact, I get so nervous.
"I just wanted to thank you." She smiles, "For making Jayden keep his distance..."
She looks down, as if she's thinking.

"I've been asked out twice in the last two days." She utters, she seems annoyed by that fact.
"You must be popular." I smile at her. She laughs to herself. God, her laugh is adorable.
"With the wrong crowd, I'm afraid." She starts walking to the door, "See you tomorrow, Professor."
"See you tomorrow, Y/N."

Professor... not even Professor Romanoff. Clearly she doesn't feel the same way I do.

She walks out and closes the door.
I look down at my hand, it's shaking. How can a student make me this nervous?
What is wrong with me?

I can't stop thinking about her, thinking about her in ways I shouldn't. I'm so tempted by her.
I want to touch her, I want her to touch me.

My hand glides down my body, gently touching my thigh and moving closer to my core. I shouldn't but I just can't help myself. I start breathing heavier and I move my hand closer. I haven't even touched myself yet, the thought of her is enough. She holds so much power over me and she doesn't even know it.

I stop myself, open my eyes and lean back in my chair, taking a deep breath.
I can't believe I almost did that.

Y/N's POV

I walk to my next class, it's just across the hall. Professor Maximoff, Wednesdays are always the best. Good classes back to back.

Brad approaches me,
"Is it alright if I sit with you?" I look at him.
"Uh..."
"To get to know you better," he says, "As friends, I mean. I still think you're funny, so I'd like to see if we can be friends."
"Oh. Sure." Now that's a breath of fresh air, he sits next to me and we get to know each other a bit through the lesson. He seems pretty chill.

My day of lectures ends and I walk back home, it's raining and my coat doesn't have a hood but hey, I needed to shower tonight anyway.
I walk to the apartment, buzz myself in and head up stairs. I enter my apartment and launch my bag and jacket on the floor.

I glance into my bedroom and launch my phone straight into it. It lands on my bed, safe and sound. Though it does bounce a bit and panic ensues. I always do that and I panic every time, maybe I should stop doing it... Nah.

I never know what to do after university, I've been working on getting a job. I'm waiting on a callback from an interview at the moment, no clue how I did.

I walk to my couch and sit down, I pick up my console controller and start playing some games, just shifting through my library and playing each game for a while.

I'm so bored.

Maybe I should text a friend... I walk to my bed, pick up my phone and text Amy-Leigh.
'Hey, wuu2' I send her, she responds after a few minutes.
'Jayden came over with food, you want to join?' She responds.
I'm sorry, he did what? Is he doing the exact same thing he did with me?
'Yesterday he came over to my house with food' I send, before she can type anything, I add another text.
'Then he asked me out.'
'He what?' She quickly types back to me.
'When I said no, he called me a bitch. It was a real joyous experience.'
'Are you kidding?' She texts back.
'I'm not. Do you want me to call you, I can bail you out?' I offer her.
'Call me in like 5 minutes, he hasn't said anything like that'
I respond with 'kk' and put my phone down.

About 3 minutes pass when she texts me again,
'Call me now'
I snatch the phone up and without hesitation, call her.

"Hey." She says down the phone, I can hear her moving.
"Did he ask then?"
"Yeah...that's so weird. I already said no but he keeps asking." She responds to me.
"Why is he so desperate?" I say, "OH!"
I suddenly realise exactly why he's doing this. Not that it makes it okay.
"It's because Saige isn't single! He's jealous."
"Wait, Saige isn't single?" She responds, quieter than she was talking before.
"Her and Bryce are together." You state. Normally she's the one giving you the gossip, but every so often, you get to surprise her.
"Oh. OH. OHHHH." She responds,

"Well, now I just don't know what to do."
"Shut him down, make sure he knows that you aren't gonna be his arm candy to make someone else notice him." I say sternly.
"This is gonna be awkward." She sighs, "I kinda wish Professor Romanoff moved me too, now."
"I can ask her for you, I'll probably get there a bit early anyway." I respond with a smile. Amy-Leigh falls silent for a moment.
"Did you ask her to move you?"
"I may have mentioned it." I laugh to myself, she sighs again.
"I'm gonna have to go now, things go do, men to shut down." She states, she never did like being stern with people.
"Call or text me if you need me." I say, she thanks me and hangs up.
Well, I guess I'm going to class early tomorrow too. Maybe I'll get myself some coffee first.

A/N: I'm trying to figure out how often to post this story, I've been trying to write They Hate Us too but I can only think of ideas for this one and so I assume They Hate Us might end up on the back burner for a bit.
Let me know how often you think I should post, how much is too much, not enough, whatever.
- johanssonswh0r3