My teacher, my mate (mxm)

making things right

(Zyair)

I was at school the next day when principal Evans came to visit me. He wanted me to know that I could leave on anytime I wanted, which would be good because the sooner I got this over with, the better it was for me.

I still wasn't able to answer Drew, so I was planning on talking to him when I got home. I already sent him a text, asking if he wanted Chinese, but he responded with a no saying that he didn't want anything.

I sighed because I knew that he was still mad at me after the way I acted. I mean, I could have said yes I would support him, yes I was happy for him. But truth be told, I couldn't.

I know that that was a stupid move to pull, but I can't help it. I wanted to be the one taking care of Drew, no matter what he said. Back then, hen he was at his lowest. It felt good to take care of him. And no, it wasn't some sort of kink I had. I just enjoyed making him happy.

And I know that he wasn't going to forgive me until I stepped down and let him get back control of his life. Maybe, just maybe that was exactly what I needed to do.

Knowing that I had until a couple of days left with my students, I made sure to drill them as hard as I could. They will surely remember me as the devil himself after this.

I was finally home after a long day at school. Drew was sitting down on the sofa in the living room with his laptop. I made my way over to him so that I could talk to him.

"Let's cut this out, shall we?" I said, and he sighed before closing the laptop.

"Cut what out? You're the one who's dragging this out. I ain't doing anything." He mumbled, not looking at me.

"Don't act like you're not mad at me, I can see it, and yes, I'll support you in whatever you want to do. I promise to stop meddling in your life and start to focus on mine more often. I won't second guess anything you want to do, and I won't stand in your way ever again." I stated, only to receive a glare from him.

"You really need to think about how you should apologize to someone, because that's bullshit coming from you." He got up and started to walk away, leaving me to catch up to him.

"What else do you want me to say!?" I shouted, not giving a damn anymore.

"You could sound a bit more sincere, but no! You're only saying that because it's what I want to hear! It doesn't work that way for me, Zy. I thought that you knew me by now!" He shouted back.

I stood there in silence, not knowing what else to say. He shook his head and left, stomping to his room in a fit of rage.

Walking up to his room door, I stopped and placed my hand on it, knocking so that he would come back and talk to me.

He yanked open the door and glared at me as if I was disturbing him.

"This argument we are having is a bit childish, don't you think?" I asked. He rolled his eyes and folded his arms.

"You're the one who's making it to be that. I simply told you something, and you couldn't even support me. I should have known that you were going to be like that since you have this tendency to get overprotective of me." I sighed because it was true.

"Can you blame me, though?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"I guess I haven't been all that good of a friend to you, for you not to trust me." He looks down while biting his lip. My eyes zeroed in on what he was doing, out of instinct, and I looked away quickly. I wouldn't want to know what Jet would do if he ever saw me looking at Drew like that.

"That's not it, though. I do trust you, and I'm sorry for not saying so sooner." I placed my hand on his shoulder, and he looks at me, with tears in his eyes.

"I just want to be perfect Zy, why can't I be perfect?" He asked before breaking down. I pulled him close to me so that I could comfort him.

"That's the thing though Drew, no one is perfect. Sometimes, you're trying too hard to please others. I'm glad you're finally thinking of yourself. It makes me happy that you're trying Drew, and that's all that matters." He nodded his head against me. Lifting his head up, he began wiping away the remainder of his tears.

"I'm sorry I overreacted. We should be looking forward to spending time with our mates, but instead, we are here arguing like a married couple." He chuckled while shaking his head.

"Yeah, I hate it when we argue. I promise I will always support you from now on." I said, and he nodded his head.

After our talk, Drew felt guilty for not making anything for me to eat. I had to reassure him that it was ok, I wasn't always going to depend on him to make something if he didn't feel like it.

So, we decided to get pizza. Which was the best way to go, right?

Knowing that I had to leave this place soon, because of my heat that was already present, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

I know that I shouldn't, but it's Jet I'm talking about. He's going to top me, and that was unavoidable.

As much as I didn't like it, I had to do it. I just hope that he knows what he's doing because I didn't want to waste my time teaching him the basics.

There was only something I was worried about, though.

the fact that he promised to fuck me with a bottle and that was something, I wasn't looking forward to.