Ad Infinitum (Remus Lupin X Reader)

VIII • Gnara Schola

VII • Gnara Schola • Practical Lesson

I took my time getting ready in the morning, not eager to speak with Professor Lupin. I wasn't sure what would be worse: having to talk about what happened or having him pretend it never happened.

Why did I run out? Why didn't I realize that would make the situation so much worse? He wasn't going to forget about it.

And it was all my fault, really. I should have just told him it was my first kiss. There was no way he could have known. He probably assumed that I would have already had mine since I was well into my twenties.

It didn't have to be weird unless I made it so. How we chose to proceed would dictate how the rest of the year would go.

Which brought to light another question.

Is that what I wanted? Was Lupin what I wanted?

I blew out a deep breath and hesitated outside of the classroom.

"Goodmorning, Professor," I said as I pushed through Lupin's door.

"You're here."

"I said I would be."

"I had my doubts," he said, watching me apprehensively. "I thought maybe the kiss was so bad that you felt you needed to resign."

"No," I said. "I'm sorry about leaving like that. I was a little confused is all."

"I don't want you to think I kissed you to make you confused."

"No, I don't. I was just frustrated last night. I didn't mean all of the things I said about... well, everything. It's just... that was my first kiss and I didn't really know what to do. I needed some time to think about what happened."

"It was your first?"

I nodded.

"I'm so sorry. I should have asked before I kissed you," he said, running his hand through his hair.

"No, it's okay," I said slowly. "I think I probably would have said yes."

"It's not okay. And I should have asked. Merlin," he muttered, dropping his head into his hands.

"It's really okay, Professor," I said. "It's not as if I was saving it or anything. I've just never been in a position to kiss someone."

"I find that extremely hard to believe."

"Well, you don't have to believe it," I said. "But it's true regardless."

Lupin sighed, rubbing his hands over his face dejectedly. "It still doesn't excuse it. I should have asked, whether it was your first or not."

"Maybe you should have, but there's no use in stressing over it now," I said. "It's already done and I've already told you that it's fine."

He stared at me and shook his head. "The worst part is all I can think about is kissing you again."

"Class begins in fifteen minutes," I said.

"Yes, of course," he said, nodding his head and looking away.

"So if you intend to, you should do it sooner rather than later," I said, chewing on my lip.

"Miss Y/L/N?"

"Professor?"

"Are you absolutely sure?"

Securus, free from care.

Absolutely.

I nodded. Professor Lupin sprung up from his seat, coming to stand before me in long strides. He leaned down, brushing his nose against mine, his breath warm on my cheek. He tangled his fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck, pulling my head back slightly. I let out a barely-audible whimper.