NoahXMichael Au's<3

Staff AU part 5

Just to say this isn't my work, only bits are edited but because im so busy @Felicityafton07 offered to help so all credits to her🤗
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Noah's pov:
I knew today was going to be shit the moment I stepped foot into the school, kids were already louder than usual, crowding the corridors like they hadn't seen each other in years, phones out, whispering, laughing, typical first day back behaviour, but something fel awfully off.

"Oi, Anderson!" one of the year elevens shouted as I walked past, I ignored it, swiping my fob to open the maths corridor door.

"Sir, is it true you've got a boyfriend?" another kid asks stopping me just as i was unlocking my classroom, I paused with annoyance, straightening my posture, slowly turning around, I looked at the group of boys trying and horribly trying to hold in their laughter.

"Get to lesson." I said flatly, not even entertaining it as I walked off, yeah, today was going to be long, by the time break rolled around, I was already drained, Aiden didn't help either.

"You're famous, mate." he grinned, sliding into the seat opposite me in the staff room, shoving his phone in my face, a TikTok, of course, it was a video of me and Michael in the coffee shop, him leaning on my arm, laughing at something I said, someone had zoomed in on my face, the caption said-

"Mr Anderson finally pulled a goat bro maybe he won't be a dick anymore" I sighed, dragging a hand down my face.

"These kids need their phones taken off them, immediately."

"They've got a point though." Aiden smirked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"You do look less miserable."

"Shut up."

"So, where is he?" he leaned forward slightly, clearly enjoying this way too much, I didn't answer because I already knew where he was, I found him in student services, sat at his desk, legs tucked slightly under his chair, talking softly to a kid who looked like they'd been crying, his voice was gentle, calm, completely different to how he was with me.

"Just breathe, okay? You're not in trouble, I promise." he smiled softly, handing them a tissue, I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching, something in my chest tightened, he looked like he belonged exactly where he wanted to be, the kid eventually left, thanking him quietly before walking out past me, Michael didn't notice me straight away, too busy writing something down.

"Busy?" I spoke, finally pushing myself off the door, he jumped slightly.

"Oh! Fuck, don't do that." he frowned, placing a hand over his chest.

"Didn't think I was that scary."

"You're not scary, you're just... quiet." he muttered, eyes flicking back to his paper, I stepped further into the room, closing the door behind me.

"You seen the videos?" I asked, he paused.

"Maybe i have, maybe i haven't." That told me everything I needed to know.

"And?"

"I think they're funny." he shrugged, but he wouldn't look at me, I raised an eyebrow.

"Funny?"

"Mhm." he nodded, tapping his pen against the desk. "

Kids get bored, they make stuff up, it's whatever."

"It's not whatever." I replied, a little sharper than I meant to, his head lifted slightly at that.

"I don't want them talking about you like that."