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A Different Date

[friendship ended w komahina now sherliam is my best friend hiiii!! this is the first work i've done for mtp so it's kind of,,, shit i think. i don't like this one that much. but these 9k words r not going down the drain. also if anyone has a request, you can put it here or anywhere in the fic, i'll read it and will probably do it <3 i don't have all that many ideas myself so i kinda need them lmao]

School hours were nearly over. Moriarty taps away at the chalkboard, explaining what he was writing carefully and with much thought and concentration. But he was also well aware that at least half of his classroom was unfortunately tired and somewhat distracted with other things, so he only explains minor things they weren't required to remember. He couldn't say he understood their little interest in listening, but he could excuse it this one time as they usually were piqued in fixation for his lessons. And it was the end of the day. If he said he wasn't in the least bit tired, he'd be outright lying.

What woke him and his students up, however, was the sudden opening of his classroom's door. It was carefully opened, but the creak it made was more apparent than the one opening it wished it to be. William turns around, lowering the chalk from the board as he fully focuses his attention on the intruder. To a surprise he never would have expected, it was someone he easily recognizes. In fact, he probably should have guessed it as soon as he acknowledged the manner of which the door opened.

Sherlock Holmes, smile as bright as ever with the faintest tint of pink on his cheeks. The same shade and general look as when he spotted the blond on the train and rushed to sit with him. And when he came in, he grinned and called out for William. "Yo!"

As intrigued as William is to see him, his eyebrows tilt upward with an awkward smile. "You're disturbing and disrupting my class. Is there an emergency?" He knew there wasn't. It didn't take a genius like himself to configure that; it was easy to suspect as soon as you saw Holmes' expression. "Well, no," the detective responds, huffing out a chuckle, "it can wait. Simply wanted to assure I had the right room." In the meantime, he took the nearest open seat that belonged to a student that was frequently absent. As for the present students, they all look at both Sherlock and William in confusion. One of them raises their hand, earning a nod from the blond to let him speak. "I'm sorry to also disrupt, but who's that?"

William smiles faintly, turning back a little to his board. "My, you all really enjoy measling into my private life, don't you?" He teases, "But it's Sherlock Holmes, in the flesh. Surprisingly unthinking when considering barging in in the middle of a class." The mentioned ravenet scoffs with a smile, crossing his arms as he then proceeds to read the lesson on the chalkboard. He was incredibly intelligent as others described, but maths was likely his weakest subject. Good thing his friend was a maths professor. The rest of the lesson proceeds, Moriarty silently attempting to shush the quiet talk between his students about the temporary arrival of a famous detective. Yes, he wasn't well known in Durham as much as he was at Baker's Street, but word spread quickly. Especially when he was a ground-breaking detective on William's level.

After what felt like no time at all, a bell rang to signal everyone to leave as they pleased. The scarlet eyed man's students were rather quick to stand up and leave, but not without staring for a certain amount of time at Sherlock; who stood up as well, instead heading in Moriarty's direction. William removes his overcoat for the time being, hanging it near his chair as he sits down on it, his chin resting in his hand. "Pleasant to see you again. Has everything been well since the train incident? Uncovered any more noblemen deaths since?" He asks, internally delighted to chat with Holmes. It wasn't nearly as deep of a conversation as he wishes to have with the detective, but it'd have to wait until later. Well, as long as his plan didn't keep them back from having a lengthy conversation one of these days.