Model? - Hercules

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Requested?: Yes, by @LILIluvsREADING10 thank you (:

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Steamy

Timing: Modern/High School AU

Reader's Relations: Washington's daughter (I know you didn't request this, but it's what I came up with for the oneshot)

Warnings: Steamy, not full smut, but steam... very slight steam (sorry requester, I need to work on my steamyness)

Other notes: None?

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I smiled to myself, knocking on the door of my father's classroom, waiting to be allowed in. Once I heard the familiar, "Come in." I opened the door, "Dad, are you busy?"

"Not at the moment, is there something I can help you with?"

I nodded, and entered his classroom properly, "Yeah, I've just been stuck understanding that maths material we've been covering, and I was wondering if you would be able to help?"

"Of course, (Y/n), grab a chair and pull it up."

I smiled and nodded putting my textbook and jotter on his desk and grabbing a chair as he made room for me so we could both sit down. I then noticed my mother sitting not too far off, doing, what looked to be, marking some tests. I sent her a smile, before sitting down and turning my attention back to my father, explaining what I was struggling with in Maths.

However, a few minutes later, there was another knock on the door. My dad sighed, removing his glasses and allowing the person entry. When Hercules poked his head around the door I smiled, happy to see one of my friends and he returned it before turning his attention to my father, "Mr Washington, Sir, I was wondering. Would it be okay if I borrowed (Y/n)? Not right now, but I mean after school? I've been working on a prom dress for one of the girls and I was wondering if it would be okay if I could use (Y/n) as a model."

My head snapped in Herc's direction and I silently prayed for my dad to say yes, however, it didn't work, "May I ask why?"

"It's just I want it to be a surprise for the girl and I don't want it not to fit properly."

"Then why don't you just ask her for her measurements?" I asked, slightly bitter. I mean, I knew my parents would buy me a dress for prom, but if this girl got one made by Herc then he must really like her, something that stabbed my heart, due to my crush on him.

"Because it sounds weird if I just go up to her and say, "Hey can I have your measurements? For no reason, just want to know!". Please?"

Before my dad could respond, my mum had stood up from where she was sitting and walked over, placing a hand on my dad's shoulder, "George, just let her..." I didn't hear the end of her sentence as she leaned down whispering it into my dad's ear, clearly meaning it was something I was not supposed to hear... Whatever it was, it changed my dad's mind and he turned to Herc, "Very well, I'll allow it."

I smiled and sent a thumbs up to Herc who turned his attention to me, "Great! (Y/n) can you meet me in the art room after your last class?"

I nodded, "See you then."

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"Herc? Are you here?" I asked walking into the art room, seeing it set up as a sewing room, with the tables moved to one side and a plinth standing in the middle.

"(Y/n)! You're here. Great!"

"You asked me to come after my last class, so here I am," I replied, putting my bag down at the side of the room so it wouldn't get in the way.

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