Teacher, Teacher《UsUk》

Peace At Last...

"I hope you all did your homework!" Alfred's english teacher yelled across the room, struggling to catch the attention of the students.
"CLASS!" There was a sudden silence.
"Thank you." Alfred yawned, before remembering something. It took all his power not to laugh during the lectures.
"Alright class dismissed." He had asked Arthur to meet him outside the door. Purpously dragging behind so the teacher was right behind him he grabbed Arthur's arm on his way past.
"Hey Artie!" He smiled brightly "I have a plan."
"What is this plan?" Arthur raised an eyebrow as Alfred whispered into his ear.
"You sure?" He whispered back. Alfred nodded enthusiastically.
"Miss is a huge homophobe, it'll be hilarious!" They reached a standstill on the stairs.
"Well we're stuck." Alfred laughed at the line of students squished onto the stairs.
"Hey Arthur," Arthur pretended to be clueless as Alfred kissed him. He smirked as he caught the teacher's expression change behind them. She practically screamed at them, attracting all the attention onto her.
"Is there a problem here?" Another teacher poked his head out of a door to see what was wrong. He spotted Alfred and Arthur holding hands now.
"T-t-they honest to god k-kissed!" She squealed. The other teacher shook his head.
"They can do that. It's not illegal or anything." He then turned to the boys "try not to hurt anyone you two."
The teacher stormed off muttering something about burning in hell.
"What was that about?" Arthur chuckled.
"I really hate that teacher." Alfred smiled down at him. They remained in content silence for a minuite when a thought struck in Alfred's head.
"Hey Artie?"
"Hm?"
"Where's Francis?" The two hadn't had any trouble recently and it was starting to get suspicious. Arthur frowned.
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen him for about two weeks." They stopped to think.
"Perhaps he's on holiday or somethin?" They spotted Antonio, one of Francis' close friends.
"Hey Toni!" The brunet spun on his heel.
"Oh hi Alfred!"
"You know where Francis is?" He asked.
"He moved back to France for a month. Said he needed some time away," Antonio shrugged. The pair walked away.
"Time away huh?" Arthur smirked. "Looks like we're free at last."
"You bet we are." Alfred grinned. "That means I can do this!" He grabbed Arthur's face with both hands and kissed him playfully on the lips. A group of students stopped and stared at them. Arthur's face burnt up while Alfred only had a light blush. Alfred let go of Arthur, who stumbled back a few steps to see a small crowd of smiling students.
"I ship it!" They heard from the back of the crowd.
"Aw, thank you!" Alfred yelled back.
Arthur stared at the floor but smiled anyway. He had fallen head over heels for this american idiot of his.

The days went by fast, each getting on with their lives and saving time for the other. It was a Friday, last lesson. Technology, two months after they had met and one month after the night of the school dance.
"You're making chocolate-covered... venise biscuits?" Mr.Vargas raised his eyebrow at the pair. "That's a difficult recipe." Alfred beamed.
"We've been practicing so we can get it just right!" This earned a chuckle from Mr.Vargas.
"Go ahead, the kitchen is all yours." And with that, the two of them got to work. Arthur was in charge of piping the biscuit shapes and Alfred was washing the dishes they had used. Alfred dried his hands after putting the last bowl away and turned to see what Arthur was doing. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, tongue poking out from the corner of his mouth. The sudden urge to kiss him swept over Alfred. He glanced around the room before attacking Arthur with a bear hug from behind.
"Oh bloody hell-!" Arthur spilt a little and cursed causing Alfred to chuckle. They sat in front of the oven, watching the biscuits bake. Alfred snuck Arthur a kiss on the cheek from where they were sat every now and then. Arthur decided to do the same thing and turned to kiss Alfred's cheek but instead was greeted with Alfred's nose. He broke into laughter.

《Time skip brought to you by the biscuits that didn't burn》

There was a feeling itching away at the back of Arthur's mind. Everytime he looked at Alfred, his eyes locked on his lips. He waited patiently for the end of the lesson, packing away the food and wandering out of the classroom, Alfred following close behind.
"So, what are we making next lesson?" There was no reply. "Alfre-" suddenly, Alfred span Arthur round and stared into his eyes. Arthur raised his eyebrows as if to say 'really?' Alfred let go of his shoulders and led him out of the school building. Arthur reached into his bag for one of the biscuits and placed it in his mouth, he passed one to Alfred, who took it but didn't eat it. A smile decorated Alfred's face as he thought up a plan.
"These look nice," he said, earning Arthur's attention before placing half of the biscuit in Arthur's mouth and biting the other end. His cheeks turned a deep shade of red. He almost dropped the biscuit and covered his face with his hands.
"Oh my god Alfred," He laughed. Alfred smiled awkwardly. The pair walked to Alfred's house in silence, something was eating away at their minds. As they entered the house and heard that no one was home the silence grew louder. Alfred stopped Arthur in the hallway and tilted his chin up to meet his eyes before kissing him. Soft and gentle. They pulled apart.
"I love you." This took Alfred by suprise. Love? In less than two months... Alfred thought over this for a moment.
"I love you too." He said before kissing him again. Arthur wrapped his arms around Alfred's neck, pulling him closer. They both didn't know how far this would go but it was Alfred who pulled away first.
"Wanna get something to eat?" Arthur brushed a little of his hair out of his face and smiled.
"Sure, idiot."