Teach Me Love

You What?!

Stef's POV

It's been two months since Lena and I first started our relationship. Two months of pure happiness and I couldn't help but want more and more of it.

With her I'm feeling seen and loved, and just good... I've never felt so good in my life. The only thing that is bothering me to no end is the fact that we still have to hide, and we will have to hide the entire year and maybe even the next and the next, and I hate that. I'm sick of it, because we can't live our life how we want to live it. We can't go places and hold hands, we can't let anyone see us together, or when it happened, we have to fake as if I was just her little student, and I hate that with a passion, because I love that woman more than words could ever express and I just want the world to know. So I took a decision. And I didn't tell Lena about it because I know she would have talked me out of it, so I just did it.

Yesterday, I went to the administration, and I dismiss myself from Lena's class. I'm not log as one of her students anymore, and instead I took something that I hate as well, but not more than this situation that we were in, algebra. I'm going to have two months to catch up on, but it's honestly worth it.

Now I have to tell Lena. And I know she's not going to be very happy with me because we didn't discuss it, and we agreed on discussing everything when it comes to our couple so I guess she will have every right to be angry at me...

After knocking at her office door and hear her asking me to come in, I enter the room and closed the door behind me.

"Hi honey, we don't have tutoring before an hour, you missed me or what?" she jokes as I smile at her for, she really is my joy of every day.

"Well, I guess we can say that..." I say hesitantly because I don't look forward to the fight we probably gonna have right now.

"Oh, something's going on, babe?" she asks, knowing very well my demeanors by now.

"I... I need to tell you something that... that you're not going to be too happy with at first but, well, I did it for us, so remember that before you scream at me, okay?" I say, trying to sound a bit cute to soft her up a little.

"Stefanie, you know I don't like that kind of mystery so just spill it." she says as I sigh for I know that voice.

"I quit your class." I blurt out, not making her wait one more second.

"You what?!" she asked for I know how long we have been working together in terms of art and literature.

"I know, I know, I should have discussed it with you, and I'm sorry but... I'm sick of living hidden. I want to be able to hold your hand and touch you whenever I want to, but that's not possible as long as you're my professor, so I... I took care of it." I say as Lena gives me a hard look.

"Yes, you should have discussed it with me. And also, that doesn't change anything Stef. I'm a professor and you're still a student!" she states, rising her voice a little since I'm known to make her frustrated sometimes.

"Yes that is true, but you're not MY professor anymore. I looked it up and Harvard's rules specifically state that relationships between a student and his or her teacher are strictly forbidden for reasons of fairness in the grading of exams. It doesn't say anything about the school's staff and since you're not my teacher anymore, you're just part of the staff for me, so there's no reason why we can't be together in public and finally live our lives babe." I explain as Lena doesn't say anything and I know she's a little angry, but I also can tell that this situation is much more comfortable for the both of us.

"What about all the work we did so far, the hours we spent getting you to another level and..." she starts before I cut her off.

"Lena, love, we can very munch continue to do that, just because I won't get any grade on it doesn't mean that it's useless. I love working with you, and you do make me progress and think better, and we can still do that, you just won't get to give me a grade, that's all."