Clustin One Shots 🖤

mr. foley🍌

Ship: Clustin

Type: Smut

(a/n: this one might be a lil weird but who cares. Enjoy.)

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"Clay, admit it. You have a little crush on Mr. Foley." Tony nudged me with his elbow teasingly. I rolled my eyes and turned left to get to my locker. Tony stood beside me, leaning on the locker next to mine. I twisted my combination into my lock and heard it click open.

"Tony, how many times do I have to tell you that I don't have a crush on Mr. Foley. I said he was hot once but everyone thinks he's hot. It didn't mean anything." I shrugged as I started pulling out my english text book.

 Everyone loved Mr. Foley. He was the hottest teacher at our school and everyone was drooling over him. I can't really say I'm much different. Plus most people thought they had a chance with him since he was a lot younger than most of the teachers here. Maybe about twenty one. He chuckled next to me and grabbed my text book from my hands, helping me out as I closed my locker.

"Yeah but I see you staring at him. Staring in... forbidden places." My cheeks warmed up a bit but I started walking toward class so he didn't see me blush. Tony walked next to me and handed my book back.

"I don't stare. I was probably spacing out." I said making up an excuse. I didn't think anyone was looking at me when I stared at Mr. Foley. Sure, sometimes my eyes wandered and my imagination went dirty places but I never look for too long. I hope.

"Mhm. Whatever you wanna believe." Tony said with a smirk before he walked into our class. English class is my favorite, not because Mr. Foley teaches this class but because it was the last class of the day and Mr. Foley would usually let me take naps.

"Ah, Clay Jensen. Come see me." Mr. Foley said before class started. Tony and I were the only ones in the class at the moment. I nodded and walked over to Mr. Foley's desk. My heart started racing and I didn't know why. I rested my hands on my forearms out of nervousness and looked at the small cactus sitting on Mr. Foley's desk.

"Hello, Clay. I wanted to ask you if you would see me after class. I need to talk to you about your grades and participation." I looked up at him for a second before looking away again. I tried my best to avoid eye contact. I nodded briefly and turned on my heel to walk away but Mr. Foley cleared his throat to speak again.

"Clay?" He said stopping me in my tracks. I turned to look at him once again. He smiled and waved me closer. I took a step closer to his desk, leaning in a little.

"I've also noticed that you've been a bit... curious. We should have a little chat about where your eyes have been landing lately." He said with a smirk. My cheeks grew red before nodded quickly. He chuckled before grabbing his pencil.

"Okay, go to your seat. Class is about to start." He told me, putting on his professional persona back on. I walked away and sat beside Tony. Tony noticed my embarrassed expression and raised his eyebrow.

"What did he say?" Tony asked me curiously. I turned and pulled my backpack onto my lap. 

"He knows."I said quietly. Tony waved his hand, telling me to explain. I sighed, not wanting to say more.

"He knows about my staring. Me staring in certain places." Tony slapped his hand to his mouth to keep himself from laughing. I punched his arm and he let out a few giggles.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That's just so funny." I put my head in my hand and groaned. Tony put his hand on my back still trying to repress cackles. 

"He wants to talk about it after school." I said pulling my hands down to rest on my lap. Tony raised his eyebrow and smirked. I looked away, blushing even more.