Nanbaka!! X Reader

Teacher! Samon X Student (Fem) Reader! {AU}

         A moisturizing cherry chapstick slid across your lips as you pressed your back against the cold rear of the uncomfortable desk. You lazily blinked as you felt your eyelids get heavy. The sound of your classmates laughing filled your ears, breaking you out of your daze. "Y/n!" An angry male voice called out.

You straightened your back and smacked your chapstick tube against the desk before quickly putting the cap on it. Your eyes darted to the side to see that the students were laughing in your direction. An eyebrow of yours arched in confusion. Suddenly, a pair of long fingers snapped in your face, causing you to flinch. You faced forward and met the eyes of an angry teacher. His arms were folded across his chest and he was leaning slightly over you. Mr. Gokuu's emerald eyes burned into you. His eyebrows were furrowed angrily as he growled out your name once again. You sank into your chair slowly. "Y-yes sir..?"

"I will not tolerate you daydreaming in my classroom. You better pay attention if you don't want your grades to suffer any more than they are, Miss L/n."

You looked down in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, Y/n. There'll be plenty of time for you to catch up on my lesson in detention," Mr. Gokuu then slipped a red piece of paper on your desktop.

The paper said "DETENTION -Gokuu, Samon." Mr. Gokuu then turned around on his heels, the laughter of students following him.

"Oh, Miss L/n, please sit up."

You did as you were told, receiving a nod from your teacher. You cleared your throat quietly as you stared at the red slip of paper on your desk. Feeling your heart sink, you looked back up at Mr. Gokuu, who was rolling up the sleeves of his white dress shirt as his eyes scanned the words of a textbook. You imagined yourself standing up out of your desk and cussing out your young teacher in front of the entire class but you held yourself back from throwing a tantrum. You pulled at your hair in nervousness as you watched the clock, each tick booming in your ears as the dreadful hour of dismissal neared. Looking down from the clock that hung high, you focused back to Mr. Gokuu. With his back facing the class, he wrote on the whiteboard in his normal and neat handwriting. Looking to the side out of the corner of your eye, you noticed many females checking out his rear. You couldn't blame them, there weren't many teachers as young as Mr. Gokuu, nor many males in general whose looks compared to his; simply, no one couldn't deny that he wasn't attractive, not even you could deny that fact.

Your legs flinched when the obnoxiously loud dismissal bell sounded. One by one, students rose up from their seats and collected their things to go home. You rolled your eyes as you heard some of the female students say, "Have a good afternoon, sir," in a flirty tone.

Students passing gave you looks of discredit. In response, you gave them a tired look, as all you wanted was to return home.

Mr. Gokuu sighed as the last student in the class left. It didn't take long for the awkward queasiness of your gut to hit you as you were the only student in the classroom. You felt Mr. Gokuu's eyes burning through you, but you refused to look up at him as you pretended to look for something to work on in your bag. Blood rose to your face as somehow you felt embarrassed making noise that seemed so much louder in an empty room. Mr. Gokuu huffed in annoyance.

         Time passed slowly. You slowly stretched your legs in your desk, your joints popping at your movements. Mr. Gokuu was sitting on his desktop, facing you. His notebook was in his lap as he scribbled down words onto the paper. He was overall quiet in the time that you've spent with him.

Silence bored you. Drowsiness caused your head to lower in dissatisfaction and rested on the open textbook on your desk. A warm hand gripped on your shoulder and pulled you back forcing you to sit back up straight. "Now is not the time for a nap," said Mr. Gokuu.

You looked at him in shock and shrugged off his hand. He folded his arms across his chest and looked at the textbook. His eyebrows raised in interest as he scanned his eyes over your work. He looked at you and put an arm on the desk behind you, leaning over you. You blushed at the distance remaining between the two of you. Mr. Gokuu unintentionally breathed down your neck making you shiver. His slim fingers brushed against your paper while he studied what you've completed so far. You looked at him while his stare locked onto your work. He ran his fingers through his hair as he continued to read, pushing his hair out of his face. Mr. Gokuu licked his lips. As if he was feeling your stare, Mr. Gokuu turned his head toward you as he made eye contact. You leaned back and blushed heavily at him, praying he didn't notice. He seemed in a trance as he slowly leaned toward you. You glanced at his lips and found yourself being compelled to his form. Hesitantly, he glanced at your own rosy lips then quickly returned his stare to your e/c eyes. You felt pressure on your lips. You inhaled sharply in shock. Elegantly, your teacher's lips moved against yours. Your hands instinctively cupped his warm cheeks. Slowly and blissfully, you kissed him back. After sharing a passionate moment with another, you felt the warmth of your teacher's lips leave your own. You looked at him with questionable eyes. Studying his expression, you noticed his red face and shameful frown. Mr. Gokuu cleared his throat and looked to the side. "I-I must apologize, Y/n. That was... extremely inappropriate."

You raised your eyebrows and stared at him. You held his hands and looked into his deep emerald orbs and allowed him to know that it was alright.

It wasn't soon after when the two shared another heated moment of passionate kissing.

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