My Deepest Fear (Septiplier)

Chapter 18- Teacher's Pet

Mitch's POV

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'Yes! It's finally time for fifth block!'

Mitch was ecstatic to finally be done with his lunch so he could see his favorite teacher; Mr. Hoying.

'I've been waiting all weekend for this! I can't wait to see my gentle giant, with his blonde hair and his big blue eyes...' Mitch let out a sigh of content as he made his way through the halls.

'I wonder if he missed me like I missed him... Who am I kidding? Of course he missed me! I'm far too fabulous! Still... I bet I missed him much more..'

Mitch waltzed into his "very best" class of the day with his most charming smile, ready as he always was for music.

Though this overwhelming amount of joy and energy (as much as he may have tried to hide it) was obviously out of character for the normally sassy and collected teen boy, nobody thought much of it seeing as this was how Mitch always acted when entering his favorite class.

Every. Single. Monday.

Most of the other students already knew, or could at least guess, that the resident "teacher's pet" had a gigantic crush on his delightfully charming music director, but what nobody knew was a secret that would absolutely shock, and even mortify them, if such 'delicate' information were to become public.

It sure is a good thing Mitch is great at keeping secrets. For as obvious as this drama queen's emotions were, getting him to talk about sensitive or secretive topics was an extremely difficult thing to do; at least it was for most people. Scott Hoying, however, is not 'most people'.

"Good morning class!" Scott greeted them in his usual cheery tone as the students set up their music and instruments. He was clearly a man who loved his job. "How was all of your weekends?"

The majority of kids groaned and mumbled lazy responses, annoyed by the joy filled greeting. Most of them were tired and cranky due to them missing the freedom that was the weekend.

There were only three exceptions to this; our two main lovebirds who were once again staring deep into each other's eyes as if their lives depended on it, and of course, Mitch who was just smiling like an idiot thinking about his favorite person in the world.

"Uhh, Mark?" Whispered a confused little punk boy, "Why's Mitch smilin' like that?" he continued, whispering much louder than intended to (so practically the whole class could hear him). Jack just couldn't seem to control the volume of his voice; no matter how hard he tried, he was always loud.

"He's always like this when he's around Mr. Hoying~" Mark pretended to whisper as loud as he could while poking the fabulous black haired boy gently out of his trance.

"Oh shut uuup~!" Mitch half yelled through his palms while trying to hide his blush with his hands from the large group of snickering teens.

The teacher commenced class as he usually did not long after, and the whole time passed normally, that is.. Until the bell rang.

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"Alright class I'll see you all tomorrow- oh, and Grassi?"

Mitch could feel his heart practically explode out of his chest at the sudden mention of his name by the hunky teacher "Y-yes Mr. Hoying?" 'Nice stutter Grassi. Smooth.' He scolded himself immediately.

"Hang back for a minute, 'kay?" Scott winked as he leaned back onto the front of his desk, waiting for all the other students to leave.

"Ooooooh somebody's in trooouuubleeee~" Mark mocked playfully as he and Jack exited the room, hand-in-hand.

The classroom door shut and the two both knew that they were finally alone. 'Thank God! Alone at last!' Mitch thought as he let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.

Before he could say anything more he could feel himself being pinned against the closest desk with all too familiar hands snaking their way around his waist.

"I missed you y'know~" Scott whispered gently into Mitch's ear, his lips pressing slightly against the boy's neck.

Mitch just nodded as he felt the sweet bruises being made all along his neck and jawline with care. He could barely contain himself from making small noises of approval with his beloved teacher's actions.

Actions he performed every. Single. Monday.

Hey guys!! So so so so SO sorry about the long break!! I had to deal with some serious writer's block, and my anxiety's been acting up lately because of the finals I have to take in school, aand I've been working on some stories for my friends because I'm too poor to buy them things...

I'm sorry. No excuse is good enough. You guys deserve so much better than this.

I'll try to update more consistently, but I'm kinda running out of ideas... I was planning on doing some stuff involving Yamimash and Jess, buuut... y'know... the whole thing with the 14-year-old (whom I say was asking for it... literally) makes me think otherwise... Feel free to comment any ideas you want, and if I see any I like, I'll include it and even dedicate that chapter to you!

This chapter is for my editor Jasmine (frosted_shadows) and my other friend 'Xavier' (whom it's dedicated to) because they're total Pentaholics and I love them both to bits!! They're also the reason why I ship Scomiche and why I started this story, so feel free to give them love!! They're both better authors than me anyways.

You people just keep being beautiful <3

-Z