Be My Bad Boy. {Eustass Kid x Reader x Marco}

Let Downs.

"Alright, take your seats yoi." Mr. Marco calmly instructs as he takes a sip from his coffee, his tired eyes skimming over some test papers on his desk. "The topic we're focusing on is facing our fears; whether it be spiders, clowns, scarecrows, angry females...you've gotta sketch it."

This guy has to be your most favorite teacher in the whole school, you just love his chilled personality and his little 'yoi' quirk. You've personally always found him slightly attractive also, but no one else knows about that.

Most girls in this school fawn over Mr. Shanks and Mr. Donquixote but you prefer the phoenix-lover of an art teacher. He's just got a beautiful aura about him and boy, if he was a few years younger. 

You've never really understood the attraction with Mr. Donquixote though. That man admittedly creeps you out to no end, his brother is a sweetheart though. They call him Mr. Corazon so there isn't two Donquixote's; the blonde is the school nurse and he's also Law's adopted father. Speaking of Law. 

Glancing over at the tan male you see he's still wearing the hoodie with paint on it but it actually looks pretty good, like it's meant to be there for decoration. Law clearly feeling your orbs on him as he turns to face you with a questionable brow raised. "What?"

Well, he has some senses on him!

You offer the student a smile in response, deciding now would be the best time to apologize since a lot of the class isn't here yet so Mr. Marco hasn't officially began the lesson. "Hey Law~" You holler in a whisper, leaning over your desk so that the boy can hear you more clearly.

Of course, he doesn't really say anything back. He simply stares at you with a look that just screams 'what do you want?' while twiddling a pencil in between his tattooed fingers. "I'm really sorry about Kid--!"

"Why are you sorry?" He questions coldly, expression not changing in the slightest but you can feel that he doesn't really want to speak to you. "He's your boyfriend, not your child. There's no need to apologize on his behalf." The grumpy student grumbles before he turns his attention back to his work, leaving you utterly bewildered.

Did he just mock me?

"[F/N]~!!" A sudden cheerful voice calls from behind just before a pair of arms drape themselves around your waist, giving you a playful hug and bringing a warm smile to your face immediately.

"Hiya Ace~" You chime, this guy is the one male that can give you hugs like this and not suffer Kid's backlash for it. You and Ace had been friends since you were little kids and he's always been a hugger.

Kid has only bitched about the hugs once and received one hell of a lecture from you for it; considering the redhead has girls always sending him love letters with their numbers on them and other girls always trying to find reasons to stroke his muscles, he surely can't complain about an old friend's hug.

But that was when you first began dating; since then Kid and Ace have even become well-acquainted and although you would call them 'friends', they're pretty civil toward each other at least. 

Casting your sights back toward your teacher, you catch him staring straight at you and it's only now that you realize how hungover he actually looks. Ace had said before that his older brothers are both heavy drinkers so this shouldn't surprise you much.  

Is he staring at me because I did something wrong?

However, his orbs only flicker down to his papers again as he brings his coffee back to his lips. A quiet whistle reaching your ears from your phone, alerting you that you now have a text from Kid. You instantly begin to think that maybe that's why the art teacher was looking at you, maybe Kid had sent you another message before that and Mr. Marco may have heard it.

Since he's no longer watching, you discreetly grab your phone and try to read the message as quickly and as stealthily as you possibly can. Opening the text, you see a picture of Mr. Iceburg speaking to the class first, followed by; "Got a detention with this asshole after school so I can't meet you. Sorry babe."

How extremely annoying...

Despite texting back that it's fine and you'll see him later tonight or tomorrow, you can't help but frown at the news. I mean really, all he had to do was stay out of trouble for one day and he couldn't even do that.

Mr. Marco finally rising from his seat and waltzing around to the front of his desk, only to lazily slump back against it with a pained groan escaping his lips. "Alright, class. Draw something you're scared of. Or several things all on the same page if you're feeling particularly artsy, I don't care yoi. Just try to be quiet, please. You're free to listen to music and text friends as long as it doesn't disrupt your work too much." 

Many of the students already getting on with their sketches, some of the girls stating how he's 'so cool' for a teacher. Honestly; they didn't want to know him a week ago when Mr. Shanks turned up. 

Sure, the red-haired English teacher is handsome and fun but Mr. Marco is still your utmost favorite and that isn't about to change. You think hard on what to sketch since you're not really scared of much at all, your eyes instinctively drifting down to Ace's work for inspiration although you can't really relate with him.

He's drawing what looks like a forest and you begin to think that's a lie since he's all about adventuring and has dragged you through many woodlands before. Your eyes shifting pass Ace and to Vivi's work instead; the girl simply sketching a battlefield by the looks of it. 

That makes sense...who isn't scared of war?

"So, Eustass Kid~?" A girl's voice catches your ear and immediately draws in your attention. Taking a peek over your shoulder you see Nami, but she's not speaking to you. She's speaking to Jewelry Bonney who was sat beside her, the orange-haired girl grinning widely as Bonney just groans.

"What about him?" The pinkette mutters under her breath and naturally, you're just as eager to find out just 'what about him' also. However, footsteps interrupt your ear-wigging as a presence appears at your desk.

"Can't think of anything yoi?"