the blathering of your peers brought you back into the long reality of class dragging on. zenitsu had fallen asleep, a clear snot bubble expanding and dispersing in his right nostril.
you quietly snicker at his appearance, snapping a few photos to show him later on. "[y/n]." you look down to see tengen staring back up at you. "it's your turn to present your art work. would you mind coming down?" he entreated.
you nod, lightly tapping zenitsu's shoulder as you passed. he hazily regained his conscious as you descended the stairs before you. tengen looked at you, before nodding with approval to begin.
he held a small clipboard in his hand, writing on it. you remove the sheet draped over the cover of your portrait. the small chatter that encased the room quickly died down as your drawing was revealed. looking into the sea of faces, you could see some surprised looks as well as some faces that seemed to be plastered in denial.
"this is a portrait if my good friend zenitsu." you start. "the reasoning behind this portrait was that i simply wanted to show him how beautiful he was." you smile. at the very top row, you could see zenitsu's cheeks glowing a faint pink. you send a wink up towards him to which he blows a fake, grotesque kiss.
tengen clears his throat behind you, thunderously loud. you eye him as best as you from the corner of your eye. from what you could tell, he was staring dead back at you. you quickly return your gaze back to the crowd, continuing your speech.
"and that's basically how i did it." you smiled. the crowd erupted in cheers as you did a low bow. you turned for approval of tengen to go back to your seat, to which he nodded to.
"you did wonderful, [y/n]." zenitsu smiled. "you made me look godly."
"i tried." you sheepishly smile back. you both continue into your chatter as more individuals move up to present.
"doesn't the chin on his look like a butt?" zenitsu points out. you scan the painting, taking notice to the butt-like chin. you cough a few time trying to stifle your laugh. "it does!" you whisper-yell back to him. you both laugh silently, trying to be as quiet as possible.
zenitsu mushes the bottom half of his face together, making him resemble the drawing from before. before you could stop yourself, you laugh quite loudly, catching the attention of tengen.
"[y/l/n]! hallway now!" he shouts up. the room falls silent and all eyes are laid upon you. your smile drops instantly. you stand, and shamefully make your way towards the wooden door that leads to the outside. "resume your project as normal. i'll be back soon." you can hear tengen's muffled voice call from the other side of the door.
the door opens with a loud crack, before shutting; hard. tengen steps from around the corner, his eyes digging deep within your soul. the atmosphere quickly becomes tense. there's a loud hostility floating around the air. you had come to the realization that you had messed up, big time.
"[y/n]." tengen motioned for you to come over to him. with one swift movement, his right arm is swiftly put behind your back, the left holds your throat lightly.
tengen slightly presses his lips against yours, a light, blissful kiss. his right hand travels from your back to your ass, squeezing it lightly. you moan against his lips, squeezing you're legs together. you reach to put your arms around his neck, but he backs away. "now be quiet." he murmurs. he turns to face the classroom, looking at you from the corner of his eye before he walks away. you were left stunned, and quite speechless in the hallway.
you rapidly blink before adjusting your shirt. you walk towards the door, being silent as it opens and closes. you peer down on the stage to see zenitsu presenting. tengen looks up at you, his eyes following as you make your way to your seat. "thanks guys!" zenitsu bows as he finishes. everyone erupts in cheers and claps as he walks his painting back to its stand.
from what you could see, it was a storm brewing over a peach orchard. it was a strange theme, but maybe it was significant to him.
zenitsu joined you back at your seats, smiling widely. when you didn't return the smile, his faded. "what did tengen say to you?" he questions. you think about how to respond. you shift around in your chair as the moment repeats on a loop in your head. "well?" zenitsu reminds you."oh, he just told me to shut up basically." you respond. zenitsu smiles once again, laughing a little.
"better that you got in trouble and not me. i'd probably cry." zenitsu sighs. you laugh a little. "it wasn't that bad. besides, tenge- i mean professor tengen is ho-" you stop yourself mid sentence. zenitsu stops smiling and looks at you with confusion. "what we're you going to say?" he asks. you cower in seat, your face heating up.
"he's not that bad of a teacher is all." you respond. you can see the skepticism lingering on zenitsu face, but he doesn't push it.
"yeah, you're a weirdo." he laughs.
