Jason/Dick one-shots

Professor

College math class sucks, it was difficult and boring, but the teacher was who kept you going. Well, for one, he helped you with the math, but every time you made eye contact with him, you could see his ears turn red. Every time you'd catch him staring at you during the tutoring sessions, you'd catch him subconsciously looking at your lips before getting back to talking about math.

Today was one of those days where you'd stay after school to get help on your math homework. Unlike other days, he sat beside you, but you didn't mind because it allowed you to be closer to each other. You could smell his cologne, it mixed with his natural sweet scent, you absolutely loved it.

As you continued working on one of the math problems, you couldn't help but sigh in frustration, the whole thing was difficult enough to understand. Your professor noticed and softly placed his hand on your shoulder, causing you to look towards him.

"Need some help?"

"Yeah,"

"Alright."

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"And that's how you find that answer," he smiled as you jotted down the answer before giving it to him to grade.

"You ready for your weekend? No homework, sleeping in." He sighed out as he stretched, his muscles flexing.

You averted your eyes to stop them from roaming anywhere else.

"Yep, got all of my homework finished so I can relax." You smiled, picking up your things.

He smiled back, starting to pick up his own things as well.

Just as the both of you were about to get out of the school, you noticed that it was raining, hard.

"Dammit," you muttered. You were going to walk to your apartment, you didn't have an umbrella, and you left your car because school is closer than you thought.

"What's up?" He asked beside you, looking outside at the rain.

"I walk here, and I don't have an umbrella." You sighed, putting your hoodie on.

"If you want, I can give you a ride home," he suggested, sending a smile your way.

"That wouldn't be weird, would it?" You asked shyly, pulling at the hem of your hoodie.

"Not at all, sweetheart," he chuckled at your shyness, but only then realizing what he said.

You both blushed, rubbing the nape of your necks.

"N-now that might have been weird," he said, swallowing hard.

"I uh- don't worry about it,"

"We should get going," he said, clearing his throat.

You nodded and put your hood up, following him outside.

By the time you got to his car, you were soaking wet, and so were the seats. You both shivered all the while he drove to your apartment.

"I think you should come inside, you're gonna get sick if you don't warm up and take a shower." You say, opening the door.

He turned the car off and you led him inside, rushing to get him some towels. Quickly, you undressed besides your undergarments before drying yourself as well.

"I can wash your clothes if you want, I don't think it'll take too long since it's only a couple of things." You said, throwing your clothes and towels in the washing machine.

"Sure," he said as he began to undress. (😏 )

After you threw his clothes in, you grabbed a blanket, giving him one as well.