In and out of the classroom (Septiplier)

Tutoring

Jacks P.O.V.

I was pissed. I was pissed at myself and I was pissed at Mark! Do I like him? Yes. Should he have done that? No! Did it feel right? Fuck yeah. Do I want it happen again? I would love for it to happen again. But I wouldn't let him know that. And I wouldn't have kissed back if he hadn't had got me all in the heated scene. "Jack? You done?" He said. I just stared at my paper. "What the fuck was that?!" I yelled. He looked at me."You refused to do the papers so you got punishment. I will let you think about it though." He said. "Think about what?!" I yelled. "I could tell that you liked it." He said. "I was caught up in the moment!" I yell defending myself. "I can make that your treat if you want?" He asked. "No!" I said. "Got it. So you chose punishment. Okay." He said. "You know, its really simple. You do the work, nothing happens, you don't do it, you get punished. Your grades are very low. Jack they were considering kicking you out of school because your grades are fucking terrible " He said. I shrugged."I hate that shit hole of a place anyway." I said. "Okay. We start our papers tomorrow  for the second lesson. You going to cooperate  then?" He asked. "Fuck no! I'm not doing the papers and there's nothing you can do about it." I said. He laughed."Okay. Looks like were back to our old self. That's fine." He said and walked away. What the fuck?! It just seemed so casual for him. I was done with my papers so I got up and walked to the bedroom. "Hey is it okay if I can take a nap?" I asked mark. He looked up from his phone. "Yeah. You don't have to ask Jack. Your fine. This is your home for the next five months." He said. "Five months?! That's how long their going to be gone?! What the fuck?!" I said. "Yes. But its okay. I like the company. And you get away with a lot more shit than you would at home." He said. True. But still, they didn't fucking tell me that. I didn't like it. "What the fuck ever." I said. I laid down. I could marks eyes just burning into the back of my head. I finely got sick of it after about five minutes."What the fuck do you want?!" I yelled looking at him. "Jesus. And I was just looking. Sorry." He said. He went back to his phone. I finely fell asleep.

°•Times the Skipp•°

I woke and smelt something delicious. I crawled out of bed and walked to the kitchen. When I got to the kitchen I saw mark cooking. I walked up behind him."What's that smell?" I asked. He jumped."Jesus! Don't fuckin do that!" He said. "Im sorry." I said. He nodded. "Hey Jack. Can we talk?" He asked. "Yeah." I said. We sat down at the kitchen table. "About earlier. Did you enjoy that?" He asked. "I don't what the fuck that was! One second its 'Do the fuckin papers or else' the next second your tongue is  down my fucking throat." I said. He nodded. "Have you thought about it? Cause earlier you did chose punishment but you can rethink if you want." He said. "I don't know. All I know is I'm not doing those fucking papers. Nothing YOU do can make me do the papers." I said. "I see. I take that as a choice. Its your punishment. You've chosen, thank you. I made steak for dinner." He said. I looked at him. What the fuck? What are you Mark fishbach. And why do I like you.

~Time skipp~

"Jack, Jack wake up. Jack!" Marks voice said. It was a bit huskier than it normally was, he had just woken up. I was comfortable, I didn't want to move."Mm, fuck off." I said. "Jack no. Wake up. Its time for your lesson anyway. Plus. I need to be able to get up to put a shirt on." He said. I opened my eyes. I saw that I was laying on his chest. "What the fuck? I'm sorry mark. I just don't know why that's happening." I said. "Its fine. Get dressed. I expect you at the table in thirty minutes for our lesson." He said while putting a shirt on. He walked out of the room. I started getting dressed.

Marks P.O.V.

I hope Jack refuses to do his work today. I love kissing him. I love feeling him. I was literally having a overdose because I haven't kissed him. He walked into the room. "You going to do the papers?" I asked. "Fuck off." He said. "I take that as a no. " I said. Oh, this is going to be fun.