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Danisnotonfire ~ Detention (Riverdale)

A/N: This is a copy of another fanfic I wrote for my new Various x Reader book (mini promo, go check it out!) the original was a Jughead (Riverdale) x Reader fic. This is also based off of Riverdale, no spoilers tho I just needed a... dead person (that sounded bad)

You heave a sigh and gently bang your head on your desk, "I. Want. To. Go. Home."

Chocolate brown eyes stared at you in confusion, "I feel the same way, but I don't think your desk as any secrets for you."

You frown at the brown haired boy as he goes back to typing, "What are you working on?"

He paused his work to look up at you and smile weakly, "My novel. It's about this summer, and Jason Blossom's death."

You grunted in response and resumed banging your head on the desk.

He chuckled, "What, was that not entertaining enough?"

You sat up and rested your chin in your hands, "Not nearly enough. I think you can do much better."

He closed his eyes and shook his head as the bell rung, signifying the end of lunch, your small break of freedom.

You stared ahead as the teacher walked to the front of the room, Dan going back to work.

"Mr. Howell," The teacher placed her fists on her hips and glared at the boy beside you.

"The answer is 74," Dan still didn't look up.

"Mr. Howell this isn't math class and you will pay attention," She stalked forward until she stood towering over the desk you shared with Dan.

The brown eyed boy frowned and finally looked up, taking a moment to fix his beanie and give a small salute, "Yes ma'am."

"Detention."

"What? That's unreasonable, he was simply finishing some work. Class has barely even started yet," You said, clasping you hand over your mouth in surprise when the teacher gave you a glare, "I-I mean..."

She sighed and turned to walk back to the front of the class once again, "I expected more of you Y/N, detention."

"Watch out for emo boy later Y/N, who knows what kind of stuff that freak is into," You blushed when the class laughed at Felix's comment.

"What was it like, Suicide Squad? When you shot Jason? You didn't do stuff to the body, did you? Like After?"Felix high fived one of his friends as the class burst into laughter again.

"It's called necrophilia, Felix, can you spell it?" You turned and gave him a glare which stopped him dead in his tracks.

Felix fumed with rage and moved to stand but the teacher's voice rang out before he could, "Mr. Kjellberg would you like to join them after class as well?"

He shut his mouth and crashed back into his seat as you turned to face the front.

Dan gently bumped his shoulder on yours, "Hey, thanks."

You blushed slightly and shook your head as you smiled, "You'd do the same for me."

Class continued mostly uninterrupted for the rest of the day, minus a couple of the jocks getting into a fight. You we're tired, hungry, and ready to go home, only two minutes left in class.

"Okay, make sure you all complete the homework for next class and have a productive weekend. Except you two," The teacher pointed at your desk, "You two will stay here."

Sighing, you let your head rest in your hand and watched the rest of the class leave, Felix sticking his tongue out as he left.

The teacher grabbed her bag and moved towards the door, "The door is already locked to just close it when you leave, make sure you turn off the lights, no phones or laptops, and you can leave at," She paused and looked at the clock, "5:00. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am," You mimicked Dan and gave a little salute resulting in a disappointed glare from the teacher.

"Don't make me make that 5:30."

Dan started to raise his hand to his head but you game him a quick punch to the side to stop him. The teacher shook her head and stalked from the room, leaving you and Dan in silence.

He stood and brushed off his jacket, making a move for the door, "How much do you want to bet that we could just leave and she'd never know?"

You took hold of the suspenders hanging around his waist and pulled him back to you, "Mr. Howell that is unacceptable behaviour."

You held back a laugh as you stood and placed your hands on your hips, trying - and failing - to act like a teacher. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at you. He placed his hands in his pockets, giving him a masculine stance.

"Why yes you're quite right, my sincerest apologies," He rested his arm in front of his abdomen and bowed.

Your breath caught in your throat as he stepped towards you, a darkness lingering in his eyes, "How can I possibly make up for it."

You felt your face go red and immediately lost your cool, "I-I um, I don't know," Your confidence slowly creeped back as Dan's cheeks were dusted with pink.

You leaned closer until your nose brushed his, "Why don't you give me an example?"

In an instant the dark haired boy closed the gap between your lips and pulled you closer by your waist. Your hands found their way to the back of his neck, fingers dipping past his beanie to play with tendrils of his wavy hair. His lips were soft and tasted faintly of coffee and something sweet, creating an addicting combination. You moved in perfect harmony until Dan pulled back to take a breath.

Resting his forehead against your own, his usual smirk found it's way to his face, "How about that?"