Dream Daddy x Reader (NO REQUESTING)

Teacher Date (Hugo Vega x M!Reader)

Requested by: ToTo2O

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Going on a date with Hugo Vega could not be that bad. Epically when it's just a small casual date at the bar. Having drinks and such, that could be fun. But it's most likely going to be a tad awkward. Mr. (l/n), or just plain (y/n) is the new teacher. His plan was for him to teach sophomores in high school. But due to cuts and all, his free periods are now for middle schoolers. One of the biggest shits in his class is Ernest Vega. (y/n) could go on and on about how much that kid needs discipline.

Here's the case, he gave him a detention. Ernest freaked out so much, and he knew that his Dad, Hugo, has a thing for Mr. (l/n). That's why he's been misbehaving so much, because of that petty reason. So, (y/n) and Hugo decided to go out for a couple of drinks and talk over at the bar. After all, Dads must stick together no matter how hard things get. Ernest was over at his other dad's house, so Hugo won't have to worry that he might burn the house down. Meanwhile (y/n) trusted his daughter home alone for once. Then they were off.

(y/n) walked to Jim and Kim's. He got there first and waited in front of the entrance. As he stared up at the night sky, he couldn't help but to think of his old town almost. He honestly missed teaching high schoolers. Middle schoolers are awful to deal with, in his mind at least. (y/n) let out a small breath of air as he looked back down at the ground. Under the street lights, he saw Hugo approaching. (y/n) began to wave his hand to catch his attention. Hugo finally saw and waved back.

Hugo began to fast walk his way over to him. Finally, the tall dark man was standing in front of him. (y/n) couldn't help but to blush a tad bit. 'Was he always this hot?!' (y/n) thought to himself as his cheeks reddened a tad bit.

"Let's go in." Hugo spoke as he offered his arm.

'What a gentlemen.' Thought the male of course, "Let's go, Daddy-o." They exchanged snickers as they locked arms.

They walked in and sat down. They got their rum and began to sip away on it, talking about their days and such. Though (y/n) had to have this idea. He ordered six vodka shots. (y/n) split them in half. Hugo sipped from his run with an eyebrow raised.

"You want me drunk?" Hugo chuckled.

He shook his head, "No, let's play a game."

"What kind?" Hugo peeked up, he's interested.

"Well, we ask one another questions. If me or you fail-"

"'I'." Hugo interrupted, "It's 'I', not 'me'."

(y/n) rolled his eyes, "I'm a geometry teacher, not a Eng-"

"'An'." He interrupted again.

"Are you going to keep this up all night? Because I will take all of these. You do not want to see me drunk." (y/n) stared him down.

"Well if you're messing up on proper grammar before getting tipsy, I am very terrified." Hugo responded as he slid his finger over one of the shot glasses.

"Alright," He cleared his throat, "I you or I fall to answer the question, we take this shot. It's the strongest vodka here by the way." A smile formed, "Shall I go first?"

Hugo tapped his fingers and replied, "Impress me."

(y/n) clicked his tongue, "Did you ever denied your least favorite student of help?"

Hugo pondered on the question, "Never."

"That took long." Laughed the man.

"It's my turn now," Hugo spoke, "How do you feel about my son?"

(y/n) took the shot, he made a sour face then spoke, "Hell yeah."

'Wait, was that for my son, or the drink?' Hugo though as he scratched his head.