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Broken Promises - Part 15

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The day progressed in its usual rhythm through Mrs. Velvette's history class, Mr. Stolas's math lecture, and Mr. Ozzie's lively science explanations. The anticipation grew as Alastor approached the classroom of Mr. Morningstar, where he taught French.

Before he could step inside, Chaz intercepted him, pulling him aside with an eager grin. "Hey, Alastor! How about we skip this class? We could do something fun instead."

Alastor hesitated, a pang of guilt tugging at him. "I can't skip. It's Lucifer's class, and I shouldn't miss it."

Chaz's expression turned persuasive, leaning in closer. "Come on, just this once. We'll find a quiet spot, relax a bit. I promise it'll be worth it."

Alastor wavered under the pressure, torn between his loyalty to Lucifer and the allure of Chaz's insistence. Finally, against his better judgment, he relented. "Alright, fine. But just this once."

They slipped away unnoticed, finding an empty classroom nearby. Chaz locked the door behind them with a mischievous grin, settling close to Alastor. He resumed his line of personal questioning, probing into Alastor's life with a persistence that made Alastor uneasy.

As they sat side by side, Chaz's arm snaked around Alastor's waist, his touch more familiar than Alastor was comfortable with. "You know, Alastor," Chaz murmured, his voice low and suggestive, "you're really something. I've been wanting to get to know you better."

Alastor tensed, feeling Chaz's grip tighten slightly. With a firm resolve, he pushed Chaz's arm away, his voice steady but firm. "Chaz, this isn't appropriate. We shouldn't be doing this."

Undeterred, Chaz leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to Alastor's. In a bold move, he pressed a kiss against Alastor's lips, catching him off guard.

Alastor froze, shock and disbelief washing over him. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as he processed what had just happened.

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As the minutes ticked by and Lucifer observed the closed door of the classroom where Alastor and Chaz had disappeared, a knot of worry tightened in his stomach. He had hoped to give them a moment to sort things out, but now his concern outweighed his patience.

"Class, maintain order," he instructed calmly, though his mind raced with apprehension. He walked purposefully towards the classroom door, the key ring jingling as he flipped through the keys. Each click of the lock mechanism seemed to echo in the hallway, amplifying the tension.

Finally, he found the right key and slid it into the lock. With a slow, deliberate twist, the lock clicked open. He paused for a moment, his hand on the doorknob, gathering himself before pushing the door open.

Inside, Alastor and Chaz sat awkwardly, their conversation halting as they turned to face Lucifer's entry. Alastor appeared visibly upset, his expression a mix of discomfort and surprise. Chaz, on the other hand, tried to maintain a casual demeanor, but there was an underlying tension in his posture.

Lucifer's gaze swept over them, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assessed the situation. "Is everything alright here?" he asked evenly, his voice betraying none of the concern that churned within him.

Chaz was quick to respond, his tone overly casual. "Yes, Mr. Morningstar. Just catching up with Alastor here."

Lucifer's eyes flickered to Alastor, who met his gaze briefly before nodding in agreement. There was something in Alastor's eyes, a fleeting expression that didn't quite match his nod, but Lucifer chose to trust his judgment for now.