Mr. Novak's POV
"Good afternoon, class," I greeted my last period.
As usual, all I got in return were a few grumbles.
Afterwards, I started the role. Quickly making my way down, as I normally do.
Getting to that name that brung back lovely memories. "Mr. Winchester?" I looked at him with a very subtle smirk.
"Here." He made quick eye contact with me. Looked like I've established enough of my dominance to where he's not as cocky as usual.
"Louder next time, Mr. Winchester. I almost missed you." He agreed to my command with a simple nod.
I continued class normally. Notes, notes, notes, and more notes. Boring history. Boring class. Everyone knew that.
Class ended. Detention started.
"So, Mr. Winchester, what would you like to do?" I asked with a sultry undertone.
He looked at me. "Talk." Talk? Really? I wasn't upset or anything, just slightly shocked.
"Um. Okay. Talk about what?" I asked, sitting in a desk next to him.
He turned in my direction. "Us, I suppose."
I got scared. What if he didn't want anything to do with me anymore? I don't think I could handle that. I swallowed hard. "What do you mean, Dean?"
"I mean, like are we an actual thing, or are we just here for each other's benefits?" He seemed extremely serious.
I thought carefully for my choice of words. "I do care about you, Dean. A lot." I started to feel a little shaky. "We don't really know each other that well, but I'd like for us to get to know each other. Hopefully you feel the same way." I looked at my feet, blushing.
He sighed. "I seriously thought this was just going to be another situation where the other person didn't really care about me." His smile grew very large. "So does that mean, we're a thing or not?"
I stood up and leaned over to Dean's adorable face, slowly, and softly kissing. That kiss wasn't for the moment, or out of lust. It was to show him I care, so much. It was a very slow, very gentle kiss.
I pulled away. "We're a thing," I stated, pulling him to his feet, then hugging him.
After the very warm, heartfelt hug, I pulled him over to my desk. I sat down in my chair and looked up at him. He took it upon himself to straddle me. I wasn't upset. Not at all.
For quite awhile, we sat in that spot and kissed so passionately.
Eventually I felt my legs falling asleep, so we changed to where I was basically above him, on my desk.
I checked my watch during a break, and it read seven o'clock. "Dean, It's seven. You were supposed to leave 30 minutes ago."
He quickly ran over to his desk and gathered his things, then ran back over to me. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Novak." He gave me a kiss before making his way to the door.
He looked back at me, and I gave him a very genuinely happy smile. "Goodbye, Dean."
