•After Class•

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A/N: Dean Winchester (atm kind of a dickhead to Reader... sorrryyyy XD) Also I took the attached picture while watching CM so yeah XD

A few days had gone by and nothing out of the ordinary really happened. But everyday in history class it felt like eyes were basically locked onto you. You were so scared to look up and meet gazes with whoever was looking your way that you decided to just keep your head down.
Not to mention the weird door at the front of the room. It was just there. You were surprised you actually hadn't noticed it before.

It was history class once again.
Dr. Reid was explaining the timeline of Cleopatra. He missed a few things but you weren't the kind of person to really dictate a person's teachings. Plus you were more focused on how great he looked with glasses on.

Just as Dr.Reid looked up for a moment, you felt something hit your hand and land on your desk. A paper airplane. You looked to the other side of the room. Dean Winchester was looking you dead in the eyes.
You unfold the paper and read the note contained.

What up girl genius? I got an algebra project due next week, if u help out, I'll help u burn off a few. U could certainly use it, just saying

You sighed, crumpled the note and put it to the side. Billie was right, you had lost a few pounds, no exercise involved actually, just... not eating for a certain amount of days...

"Winchester, detention after school with Mr.Delonge," announced Dr.Reid

"Oh come on! That's a bunch of B.S. man,"

"No discussions Dean."

The bell rang and everyone rushed toward the door.

Everyone was now out of the room. Dr. Reid stood in front of his desk, watching you while you gathered all of your things. You felt his eyes on you like daggers and it really did nothing but distract you.
"Y/n... I'd like to have a word with you,"
Your heart sank a little.
You cleared your throat. "Yes sir?"
"Are you okay?"
"Mhmm... just fine thank you," you weakly smile.

"It doesn't seem like it... (y/n) if you ever wanna talk, I have a room for special guidance counseling, I am qualified to have one."

"I-...I'm fine sir, really-"
You blush as he never takes his eyes off you during the conversation.
"You get pushed around a lot... try sticking up for yourself sometime,"

"That's easier said than done...with all do respect sir... I kinda need to get to class,"

"No, no you don't..." he said sternly.

"I beg your pardon?" His tone of voice gave you an odd feeling.

"I'll give you a late pass, I don't have a class this period... Now... let's see,"
Dr. Reid took a step back, taking in every little detail of your appearance even thought he already had as soon as you walked through the door in the beginning of class.

"Your knuckles, bruised and contain dry blood, you're punching walls. Your lip is ever so slightly scabbed and puffed on one side, almost barley noticeable, you bite your lip a lot. Anger issues and anxiety, nice to know..."

Reid was analyzing character traits in order to get to know you...in a unique way of course. But he doesn't only take notice of these traits, he also notices your subtle but perfected curves. Your (e/c) eyes and the way sparkled. There was so much more.

You weren't aware of him also admiring your beauty (which as far as you thought, didn't exist) you were only aware of him coming to the conclusion of your anger and nerves which made you angry, yes he's your teacher and you should respect him, but he should treat with at least the same respect. You took a step closer to him.

Dr.Reid just stood there and waited for your response.

"You're on the verge of being an alcoholic I can smell it in your breath, whiskey seems to be your go to... and drug addict actually, you're eyes show it, can't tell what drug.. or drugs... and you're recently divorced. Your wedding ring is on your opposite hand, but it was on the right, I can see the tan line. So you're still attached to her, what happened than? Did she cheat?"

His coffee brown eyes darkened almost scaring you, but your (e/c) locked dead on with his. You took in his physical appearance, thoroughly realizing just how attractive Dr.Reid was. And... his lips seemed to catch your eye. The way his jaw suddenly tightened gave you an...odd..feeling of sorts. Almost every action he made seemed to.

"I wouldn't be smart with me if I were you,"

"Would you rather me be dumb sir?"

You could tell he didn't like being over dominated even the slightest bit.

"My apologies, you do have the highest intelligence in the class." He acknowledged trying to settle his minor raise in anger.

The bell rings once more.

"Sit down."
You do as you're told and Dr.Reid straddles a chair and sits in front of you.

"When's your birthday?"

"Umm... (your birthday)"

"Mhmm... I'm still 10 years older than you...(y/n) I'm the one in charge when we're in this classroom. Got it?" He scooted closer to you and attempted to lean inwards.

"No wonder your wife cheated on you, you're a control freak, even in the classroom,"

You couldn't help but wonder though... he's probably not just controlling in the classroom ;)

His jaw tightened again.

"I'll have you know I don't love her anymore..."

"You controlling another chick already?"

"You seem all quiet but you sure are a handful, but how come you can't stand up to students, but you can stand up to me?"

You were silent for a moment.
"You're not denying my question sir,"

"I'm not agreeing either. You don't have to answer my question (y/n) I believe I already know actaully.  You don't analyze them like you did with me, but why?"

You knew why... he was... attractive for one and overall interesting. He was worth the effort in your mind, but you wanted to prove yourself worthy to him in a way. As much as you didn't want to believe it, you knew it was true.

Instead of answering you just shrug. Dr.Reid smirks at you and huffs as he stands up and places the chair in its rightful place.

"I'll write you a late pass, now run along (y/n)"

"Have a nice day sir,"
He nodded in response. He was deep in thought, you could tell. But what on earth was he thinking about?

You walk to science. But that conversation left you utterly confused. There was something about Reid that you were missing, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't figure out what it could possibly be.

A/N: Next part is gonna be pretty smutty so prepare yourselves XD

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