teacher's pet

lunch date

𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳

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karl knocks twice on mister mcallister's door, feeling unnervingly excited.

he's been looking forward to lunch all day, something that he has been dreading recently because he always spends it listening to sapnap talk about dream, but today is different.

he hears an incoherent mumble through the door and assumes that it's his english teacher letting him know it's okay to enter. so he does.

he pushes open the heavy wooden door, leaning into the room to see mister mcallister sitting at his desk.

the man looks over and smiles, and karl steps properly into the classroom. "afternoon, karl," he greets politely, standing from his desk. "how has your morning been?"

karl watches as his teacher steps around to take the chair from the other side of his desk, untucking it and pulling it around to be placed beside his own before sitting down. he taps the seat.

"it's been good," karl answers half-truthfully as he makes his way over, taking the seat beside the older man and dropping his bag to the floor. he folds over himself to get his book planning out of his bag as he asks, "how about you?"

"it was alright. long. i've been looking forward to this though," he says, offering karl a grin as the brunette passes over the papers. "talking to you about the competition has become a highlight of mine."

mister mcallister clearly means in a professional capacity, so karl withholds the urge to reply, "me too." instead, he just smiles, nods, and mumbles, "thank you," as the other begins looking through sheets.

karl can't help but swoon over the fact that mister mcallister enjoys seeing him too, even if it isn't in the same way that karl is starting to enjoy their company.

the older man is so kind, it would be impossible not to grow a fondness towards him.

though, karl fell in love with alex, so clearly a good personality isn't a necessary quality for him.

karl thinks back to how things used to be with alex, namely the things that the other boy would say and do, and he's almost startled by how much nicer mister mcallister is.

alex would've never said the same things that mister mcallister does, and most of it is just general politeness. even in the peak of his manipulation, when he would be saying anything and everything he could to get karl to forgive him and forget whatever he had done wrong, he never would've uttered the words, "taking to you has become a highlight of mine."

okay, that's not exactly what mister mcallister said, but it's close enough and karl is enjoying his mental delusions, so he fails to correct himself.

"oh my god," mister mcallister starts with a smile on his face, reaching out to lay a hand on karl's upper arm. "this is amazing."

"really?"

"absolutely," mister mcallister assures, offering the younger's arm a soft squeeze before moving his hand back to his lap. "you are so talented, karl, you could make a living out of writing."