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notasidedick) wrote2011-05-04 05:54 am
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[This isn't grade school.]
[Continuation log from a NSFW meme AU. Locked to
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[He isn't sure what exactly happened between leaving the classroom that day and the next morning. Only that he had somehow ended up getting so horridly sick that even the front office lady sounded concerned when he called in about needing a substitute. He had barely called in for work, usually being extremely healthy and quite good at avoiding getting sick, so him being bedridden was a shock to himself.
Still, the nice sudden break from being at school and teaching was nice. That, and being able to sleep a good portion of the day was good.
And who was he kidding, he wasn't sure what to make of what was going on between him and Jason. He, of course, was happy to oblige to the partnership. But he still wondered just exactly how things would work. It wasn't like he couldn't deal with staying professional during school hours, but he couldn't see how this relationship would affect the teen. It wasn't exactly healthy. And he didn't want to subject the other to a relationship that had a high chance of caving in on itself.
Maybe the fact that he would't be in class for a few days were good. Jason would be able to think perhaps, and if it ended as a fluke, Dick wouldn't mind. At least he didn't mind if it meant Jason being happier with someone else. But he couldn't be selfish about it right?
God why is he thinking this, he needs more sleep. Hopefully the substitute got all his lesson plans.]
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[He isn't sure what exactly happened between leaving the classroom that day and the next morning. Only that he had somehow ended up getting so horridly sick that even the front office lady sounded concerned when he called in about needing a substitute. He had barely called in for work, usually being extremely healthy and quite good at avoiding getting sick, so him being bedridden was a shock to himself.
Still, the nice sudden break from being at school and teaching was nice. That, and being able to sleep a good portion of the day was good.
And who was he kidding, he wasn't sure what to make of what was going on between him and Jason. He, of course, was happy to oblige to the partnership. But he still wondered just exactly how things would work. It wasn't like he couldn't deal with staying professional during school hours, but he couldn't see how this relationship would affect the teen. It wasn't exactly healthy. And he didn't want to subject the other to a relationship that had a high chance of caving in on itself.
Maybe the fact that he would't be in class for a few days were good. Jason would be able to think perhaps, and if it ended as a fluke, Dick wouldn't mind. At least he didn't mind if it meant Jason being happier with someone else. But he couldn't be selfish about it right?
God why is he thinking this, he needs more sleep. Hopefully the substitute got all his lesson plans.]
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After an hour of class, though, he had managed to calm himself, to think. About what... happened, about what they had both said. Grayson hadn't minded the sex, his only requirement being that it shouldn't be a one-night stand. Jason was more than ok with that- he couldn't believe his luck. He wanted it, wanted him, wanted so much. And Dick, weirdly enough, had seemed to reciprocate.
So what was the problem...? Had the sex not been good enough? He knew Dick had been experienced but he had assumed he hadn't been half-bad. Had he been wrong? ...No, that wasn't it either. Grayson had been nice after it, had suggested giving Jay a ride. And he wasn't as selfish anyway.
Time flies when you're lost in your thoughts, so Jason ended going to his detention without even realizing it. Once he's here, he'll realize it hurts even more to be there. To be there without Dick...]
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Of course being in bed for so long also meant he hadn't done anything almost all week, which is why he had packed a duffel bag and can be seen in front of the local fitness center getting out of his car. He always went in the evening. There were usually less people around and it meant he had the gymnastics equipment to himself usually.
And it also meant that he wouldn't attract a crowd of some kind. His mind was still on Jason, but he had no way to come in contact with the other outside of school. He'd just have to talk with him when he came back to school Monday.
He sighs as he stretches and warms up. Now if only his mind would get off the subject Jason.]
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God, he sounded like a scorned woman.
When he was out of detention it was already evening, and he cursed and kept kicking a rock as he strutted his way home. He was overreacting, he knew it. But he couldn't help it, he couldn't help himself.
He would forget about Grayson for now. He'd just wait for him, and prove him he was mature and understood. He'd stop thinking about him, stop remembering him with every little thing and seeing him everywhere. Stop seeing him...
...training?
Jason has right now his face plastered on the glass walls of the Gym, not sure if Dick really IS Dick but not having the guts to go inside and check it...]
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He did wonder how Jason was doing. If Jason was angry at him for not being at school and if he was doing okay. He couldn't help it. He was sure the teenager would react negatively to him not suddenly being there.
Suddenly Monday sounded like it was going to suck.
He pushed the thought out of his head. He had to concentrate.
He didn't touch the equipment quite yet. He did a few handstands to make sure his balance wasn't off. Then he did a few flips, landing with ease and elegance. Well he wasn't too out of practice. That's good.
It was a whole different story when he finally got on the parallel bars though. It became apparent that he wasn't just a novice at them.
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Okay, he could see why he would be uncomfortable, but still.
Right now he was focusing on watching him, though. He had known Grayson had to do something to keep being in that good shape of his, and he had even been more sure after he had seen him in all his naked glory. He had assumed he... ran or something equally lame because that's what teachers do, right? But Grayson wasn't his average teacher.
It was clear he wasn't new at this, he was... graceful. Fluid. Like it was as easy as breathing for him. And it was a beautiful thing to watch. Jay was just going to enjoy the view for now, there'd be time to kick Dick's butt for leaving him alone later.]
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It's only weird if you thought about it like that. But Dick probably considers Jason his equal or something like that.
Dick Grayson was a thrill seeker. Which made it perhaps odd he settled for teaching. But he probably also truly enjoyed teaching kids. Because it's like raising them right? Dick is weird anyways.
And he should have realized that his body couldn't handle so much activity so suddenly. So it shouldn't have been a surprise when he suddenly felt dizzy. And he shouldn't have been surprised when he missed his footing on the bar. And he really shouldn't have been surprised when he went crashing to the floor.
But he was still surprised anyways. The worst part was. He didn't have the energy to get back up yet. Maybe going out to the gym was a stupid idea.] "Dick, you are an idiot because you knew this was going to happen but you did it anyways."
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He knew there had to be a strong reason for him not to come, and the fact that he didn't know what reason it was was what made him angry, but it was easier to be scorned and angry than to be worried.
...That was until he saw Dick doing gymnastics. Really? He can't come to school but he can perfectly jump around like a monkey? Bullshit. He was going to kick his butt, he was going to grab him, kiss him and kick his butt so hard he woul-
And then, in a second he forgets why was he angry and runs to Dick's side when he falls, forgetting he isn't supposed to even be here, or be seen]
Fuck- Grayson, are you ok? Are you hurt?
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How funny that it's easy for Dick to be worried and he had trouble being angry.
Seriously, he must be tired. His mind didn't even register the familiarity of Jason's voice. Even though he knew Jason's voice so well.] I-I'm alright. Just dizzy.
[Dizzy was an understatement. His body was probably warming up and his face must have been unnaturally hot even for just being active. Oh and the unnaturally cold sweat he had. And it even took him a minute to properly focus his eyes when he looked at Jason.
Although he did finally register who it was.] Jason?
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It's not like he's a doctor, but Dick seems to be coherent... and he doesn't look like had any broken bones or serious injury, it must just have hurt like a bitch to fall like that, but at least he didn't fall in a bad way. Jason sighs in relief.]
...Yeah, 's me.
[Once he's over the panic of watching his crush fall, he realizes the body warmth, and the sweat... and the annoyance creeps back in again.]
What the fuck do ya think you're doing in here? You couldn't even come class this morning, what makes ya think you could do this?
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All the practices must have taught him at least ways to fall with getting the least possible injuries. It was instinctive luckily. Still sucks to fall.]
When...?
[And he smiles at that. Jason yelling at him. He's not sure why, but maybe because it's obvious the other cares. Or maybe he's just that stupidly sick.]
Couldn't...stand staying in bed. I didn't think I'd exhaust myself that much...
...I think I forgot the part about being bedridden so badly I could barely make the phonecall for a substitute. [He leaned his forehead against Jason's arm. The material of his jacket was so cool against his forehead.] Can you get my water from my bag. Please...?
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You're a freaking idiot. And a dumbass. What if you broke your... neck or something?
[As he speaks, he looks around for the bag Dick is talking about and then reaches for it. He blindly reaches for the bottle without even looking at what's inside the bag. Not because he cares about 'privacy' or stuff like that.
He doesn't. He's stolen before, he's barged inside of people's house when they weren't inside, stealing his classmate's stuff. He doesn't care about privacy. He's just too worried and angry to actually check what's in it. Besides it's probably Dick's dirty clothes anyway...]
I should leave you to die here, jerk.
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I was trained to avoid nasty falls. It's instinctive to fall in certain ways.
[There's probably not a lot in there anyways. Some folded clothes, a towel, his phone, water, and maybe some other loose items. There may also be items from his old gymnastic days. He didn't really check what was in the bag himself. He just put other stuff in it since he was in a hurry.]
Please don't.
[He can't tell if you're joking or something. But he doesn't want you to leave. So he may have weakly tugged at your sleeve.] I've missed you.
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I don't care. You brought this on yourself. [He snorts...
But that's not true. He cares, and he's trying to fight a little smile at the thought that Dick might have missed him. Him, Jason Todd. It's a warm feeling, but he's not a chick that'd be impressed by Dick's lipservice, so he just grunts]
Can you at least stand up?
[He wraps an arm around Dick's waist. Because he wants to help him stand up if he can, and maybe because he just wants to touch Dick, somehow]
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Pretty sure I replied to this already, so sorry if a double reply appears
Lol El Jay
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However, baking a cake for a student. Well, that's normal for him since they're dating.
He sighs softly as he packs it up. Unlike Bruce, he had picked up on the cooking and baking skills Alfred had taught him. Although, he didn't have the finesse that Alfred apparently had as he stared at his hand. Bandaged nicely. Way to go Grayson, burning your hand like that.
And he's feeling ridiculously stupid about it. He's lucky that the school lets the teachers keep mini fridges in their own classrooms. How else would he explain a cake in the teacher's lounge. But that didn't make this any less flustering. He doesn't even know what's getting him so worked up, but he's pretty sure the students have noticed. Oops.]
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Besides this year, he had Dick. Maybe he'd forget it... but it'd still be nice to cuddle with him, when he told him. He's so, so excited he hasn't even noticed how nervous Dick was. Or, he had but he hadn't related it to the day. ...He's kind of silly isn't he.
Dick had wanted to talk to him about his grades (which he's pretty sure he's worked harder on? Is he going to get scolded?) so he struts to the class when the day is over, and knocks on the door to make sure Dick isn't talking to anybody before he comes in.]
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He was resting his chin on his desk. He had done nothing but made a fool of himself today. On the upside, the students just though he was being strangely 'cuter then usual' which he probably should wonder about. Students shouldn't be calling their teacher cute.]
H-Come in. [He straightens himself up. Oh god, why was he so flustered about this.]
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...and he runs to sit on his desk, unaware of Dick's nervousness] Man, I thought today wasn't going to end like, ever.
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You're just impatient. Why do you want today to end so quickly anyways? [He's fiddling with his fingers absentmindedly, wincing a little since one of his hands are burned. Stupid move Grayson.] It's your birthday today though. Right?
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He wraps his arms around his neck] I meant the classes, dumbass. And yeah, it is! I didn't think you'd know.
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Hey, you don't call your teacher a dumbass. [He laughs a little.] I read your files. [He gets up and opens the mini fridge, pulling the box out.] Here, open it. I'm not as good at the whole decorating cakes thing as other people are though.
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...You made me a cake? [He stares at the box for a few seconds, then asks again] You made me a cake?
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It wasn't that big of a deal. I just thought I'd do something for you. It seemed weird not to at least. I wanted to make today special for you.
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I- Wow. I wasn't... expecting it. [He reaches to open the box] I'm sure it's delicious, by the by.
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[And suddenly he feels his face grow warmer ever so slowly.]
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Hmf? More?
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Ugh tagging from my phone fffff. Could not resist tagging this.
xD morning birdie <3
Feel special because I don't usually tag from it >:T
o-oh <3;;
~<3
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10 days I took to reply to this I are awesome
5 days later :|;;
<3;;
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