soft spots // ot4

.4 - held back.

luke was tired to say the least.

he was at school, and in his favorite class, literature. luke wasn't gifted in this class, and he needed some catching up. but instead, he fell asleep.

sooner than later he felt someone shaking him and people laughing, and it ended up being the teacher shaking him, his cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

"speak to me after class" the teacher said, going back to continue the lesson. everyone was still staring at him, and michael kept doodling in his book, not paying attention to luke. luke glanced over at michael when no one else was looking, and tapped on his shoulder. michael turned to look at him.

"what are you drawing?" luke asked quietly, looking at michaels drawing.

michael didn't like luke looking at his drawings. instead, he shut the book and it made a loud slam, which made the teacher look at him.

"mr. clifford, would you like to share anything?" the teacher raised an eyebrow.

"n-no, ma-mam. im oka-okay." michael stuttered, looking down at his hands. people were giggling quietly and luke mumbles under his break about how he's cute, making michaels cheeks form a rosy pink to them.

"well, you and mr. hemmings here can join me after class." and with that, she turned back to her lesson.

michael hated staying after school. of course, it gave him time away from his parents (his parents work from home), but he would get yelled at for being home later than usual. when the bell rang, he walked to the front desk and waited with a bag over his shoulder, luke walking towards him and the teacher.

"now, boys. since when is there talking in my class?" the teacher asked, and luke just shrugged. michael however, mumbled a 'never' under his breath. "michael is right. no talking in class. never." the teacher continued. "so, because luke is behind in literature, i would like that both of you would stay after class on wednesdays to study. michael, you would tutor luke."

both boys stared at her, mouths open. luke was the first to speak up after a minute or so.

"what about my boxing?" luke licked the corner of his bottom lip in a nervous glance. "i-i can't mi-miss it. I'll end up staying late and I-I'll fall asleep in class again."

michael stayed silent the entire time. luke and the teacher talked, and the teacher gave luke one last look before finalizing it. "so it's settled. Wednesday's it is!"

and with that, michael walked out of the classroom without a glance. luke trailed after him, calling out a 'Michael!'

Michael turned around and looked at luke, rolling his eyes when seeing him running.

"can i have your number. to, ya know, text you about the tutoring thing?" Michael scoffed, crossing his arms.

"yeah, sure. whatever."

and with that, michael gave luke his number and they ended up texted all night, except for Michael randomly leaving due to his parents yelling at him.

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I suck okay bye---Alyssa