un professore one shots // simuel

happynewyear

Manu: I'll see you tonight my mum is dying of excitement tell your dad to get ready to put up with her ass till New Years

I'm so excited too!! I cant wait

It's gonna be a looooong night

Simone smiled at his phone and started getting ready for that night. He wasn't gonna go out with his friends like he did every year, he didn't feel like it so Dante had invited Anita and Manuel over. The idea of spending the last day day of the year with him made his heart beat fast in his chest, everything about Manuel did, his looks, his smiles, the little contact they had when they walked next to each other. It sent him shivers down his spine, it made him wanna run a marathon, his whole body out of his control.

He wore a white shirt, left a few buttons open up in his neck, just enough to see his two necklaces. Black pants and his brown boots. He wore his ear ring, quickly fixed his curls and discussed if some black pencil on his eyes would look good or it'd be too much. Chicca had taught him to do it once a few weeks earlier and he looked good in it, he almost lost his eyesight but it was worth it. He grabbed the pencil and delicately put it on the lower part of his eye, he almost started crying twice out of anger, he kept putting it outside and he struggled to clean it up, he convinced himself it was hard for him just because he had long fingers and big hands. But at the end he managed to do it and proudly looked at himself in the mirror.

If he activated the reasonable, that's what he called it, part of his brain, he'd stop worrying so much about his physical appearance cause he really had no one to impress. Manuel had made it clear more than once. But that day, the last day of the year, at the verge of the beginning of something new, he allowed himself to turn off his brain. Just for one night.

On the other side of the city Manuel was going out of his mind trying to find something at least decent to wear for Simone.
He wanted to look good, one would say to impress him, so he wanted to dress nicely for once. He put on a black shirt, buttoned it up, black pants, black boots, tried to fix his hair, truth was he needed a hair cut, but he managed to make them look good. He looked at himself in the mirror and laughed, he really was doing this for someone.
"Manuel! Are you ready? You've been there for 40 minutes c'mon" Anita called him and he quickly sprayed some more perfume on him and finally left his room. His mom looked at him with full surprise in her face, she hadn't seen him dressed like that in ages.
"Oh wow, look at you! Who are we impressing tonight?" She winked at him and he rolled his eyes.
Anita kinda knew, meaning that Manuel had never really openly said it, but he had basically said it. The night when Simone had his accident his words told her everything she needed to know, and maybe Manuel wasn't ready to accept it or even didn't know how to handle it, but she was sure he was gonna get there.
"I'm not impressing anyone mom, I just wanna look good" he said and checked himself in a the little hall's mirror once again.
"You look good baby, he's gonna love it" she told him and ran out of the house laughing with Manuel running after her.

They got there by Taxi. Taking the scooter to go there was impossibile, Manuel wasn't gonna take the risk and drive with his mum constantly screaming at him to be careful so he just called a taxi, easy as that.
His hands got cold and they started sweating, which he tried to stop by violently rubbing them against his legs, but it only seemed to make it worse. He checked himself on his phone's front camera, again, and finally Anita knocked on their door.
"Welcome! Welcome! Welcome in you both look absolutely stunning!" Dante's loud voice called them in and held them both in a hug for a few seconds.
"He's almost as anxious as you. Go upstairs" he whispered on Manuel's ears making him go weak on his knees. Everyone knew. His stomach started making him wanting to throw up but he ignored it and went upstairs. The door was open so he just slightly knocked in it to let him know he was there.