notasidedick | [This isn't grade school.]

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[This isn't grade school.]

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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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You mean a lot to me. Don't ever think you don't alright? Anyways, I had something else to give you too. Other then the cake.

[And suddenly he feels his face grow warmer ever so slowly.]

[He's already sucking his fingers, his face colored with the frosting he'd quickly snatched up]

Hmf? More?

[He smiles a little at that. Aren't you adorable.]

Y-Yeah. [He rummages through his pocket before sliding a key across the table towards him. The key has a light baby blue ribbon tied to the end.] You...You know what that is right?

[He looks down at the key... then up at him, eyebrows raising in surprise]

It's a... key? What does it open? [If Dick says something cheesy like 'the key to my heart' or something he swears......]

[He has the urge to smack you in the back of the head. Is he seriously that daft?]

It's a spare key to my house. [He's not looking at the other, but has his head turned away towards the window. You can see the tip of his ears turn red.] I thought that you should be able to get in and out of my house...without me having to let you in or out.

...Oh.

[He isn't daft, how was he supposed to know what did that key open? God.]

This is... [He laughs a bit, scratching the back of his neck as he reaches for the key] Wow. This is really cute of you, Grayson. I didn't... [know you trusted him this much...]

[What did he think it was going to open? There's only so many guesses or conclusions he could have gone to.]

Cute? How is considering my place yours cute? [Did his ears get a bit redder? He's already embarrassed about this sheesh.] Anyways. You can get in and out with that. I have a security alarm, but it's never set unless I'm gone for long periods of time. But I'd inform you if I ever went out of town.

[He looks at the key, laughing a bit... both out of amusement and because of how nervous he is. The ribbon was a nice touch.]

Yes, it's positively cute.

I... don't know what to say. [So he just reaches to wrap an arm around Dick, eyes never leaving the key.] Aren't you afraid I'd steal from you?

I think I need to start asking around why my students seem to find me cute. It's positively mind boggling for me. [He's so oblivious to the things he does sometimes.]

Steal? It didn't occur to me you would. Should I be worried about it? [He just raises an eyebrow, a curious expression on his face.]

[He snorts and tiptoes to press their lips together, then quickly lick Dick's.]

There's only one thing I'd take from that house. [He kisses the corner of his lips] and it's a living thing.

[He kisses back affectionately. His hands moving to cup his face gently.]

That's funny. You don't have to worry about stealing itthen because you already have him. [He let's out a light chuckle.] You want to light candles on your cake? I brought candles for it. Or we can just cut it and you cam enjoy it.

[He wrinkles his nose] Man, I can never win you when it comes to cheesy.

[He nuzzles his hand as he hums] Either is fine. [And then it's... just how natural this is. How nice it feels. He can't bring himself to hide himself anymore.] We can also go eat it at my house.

I thought you knew by now I'm cheesy, sappy, and a hopeless romantic.

It's your birthday. We can do whatever you want. [He blinks in slight surprise. He hadn't expected that.] Your mother won't be bothered if I was over?

I knew you were. I might kinda like it, maybe.

[He shakes his head, then looks down.] She's... [-A drugaddict] sick. I take care of her.

I guess you do. I mean, why else would you deal with it all the time now?

[He ruffles your hair a little.] That's a lot of work for your age you know.

Maybe you're that good of a lay.

[He wraps both arms around his neck and reaches to peck his lips] I can deal with it. She's ok most of the time anyway.

[He obviously doesn't realize how wrong the situation is]

I would hope I'm more then just a good lay to you. [Aww. Don't joke about that to him when he bakes you a cake and gives you his house key.]

I don't think that's the problem. I'm sure your mother would be suspicious of your teacher randomly coming to your place to celebrate your birthday.

I love the fact you invited me...but does your mom even know of me? [He doesn't want this ending potentially horrible.]

I don't usually invite 'good lay's to my house.

[And that's as far as you're getting, Dick. He's already admitted enough.]

...Okay. I... guess you're right. [He still looks hurt, somehow. This is his first 'serious' relationship, somehow. It kind of hurts that he can't... be open about it.]

[You need to start being more forward. Then again, it might counterbalance Dick being all too forward.]

I'm...I'm sorry Jason. That I can't give you a normal relationship. [He sounds so guilty. Jason was young. He had plenty of other choices that were more normal the dating your teacher.]

[He called him boyfriend. That's really forward in Jason's book.]

I don't want normal. [He wraps his arms around him and rests his head on his shoulder, sighing] I want you. Can I get some candles? [He reaches to peck his cheek] I kinda need the wish.

[Because you are his boyfriend. :C]

Hu-Yeah. I can. [He opens the drawer and pulls out a box of candles. They're cute, carnival/circus candles. Dick has childish tastes apparently.

He starts putting the candles on the cake.] I hope you don't mind my choice of candles.

[He believes that now. He calls Dick 'boyfriend' in his mind sometimes, and blushes when nobody is looking. It's kind of embarrassing actually.]

Sometimes I wonder if I'm really the kid in here. [He doesn't really seem to mind though] This... all of this was really thoughtful of you, Dick.

[That's kind of adorable. You know Dick would tease Jason if he ever found out. Hah.]

I'm seven, thank you very much. [He lights the candles, chuckling a bit.] I wanted today to be special for you. It's not very often I get to celebrate things with you.

[And Jason would kick his ass back to Monday for daring to tease him tsk]

Ew, I didn't know I was babysitting. I thought we were supposed to be dating. [He looks at the candles, ready to blow them when Dick's done.]

[But he does it out of love.]

That's so mean of you. Maybe you're just as immature as I am. [He puts the match out.] There. Make a wish birthday boy. [He wanted to add friend as a joke, but refrained from it.]

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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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