Breezeblocks
Pairing: law student! Andy Barber x Professor! Reader
Warnings: smut, 18+, angst, age gap (not much, legal)
Word Count: 2140ish.
A/N: I feel like my motivation to write is dissipating and that’s quite annoying, ughhhh. But I hope I’ve done well here. Yes, we have smut. Also, Andy is 20, just FYI. I hope you enjoy! Much love ^_^!
Side note: I have had 4 beers and 2 Fireballs. Pls excuse any grammatical or spelling errors.
Chapter 3
Your mind ran a mile a minute, all in different directions.
He was here. At your doorstep. At 9PM.
This wasn’t going to end well.
“Andy, what are you doing here? Is everything ok?”
He paused. “I…wanted to talk.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Is it urgent? Because I have some work-”
“It’s really urgent.” he cut you off, an urgency in his voice.
Wordlessly, you stepped to the side and let him in. Whatever had happened, at the end of the day, you were his teacher. He may have some issues at home he needed to talk about and probably needed to share.
There was an eery silence in the room, as you watched him take his surroundings in. Jesus, this was awkward.
“Uhh, I hope you like Chinese food, takeout’s coming in a bit!” you said, with a nervous chuckle. Wow, this didn’t add to the awkwardness at ALL, Adriana. Good fucking job.
Clearing your throat, you beckoned him to take a seat, taking the chair opposite the sofa. It was best to keep a safe distance.
“Can I get you anything? Some water, juice?”
“No, thanks.” he replied, still a little uneasy and lost.
“Uhh, Andy, I don’t mean to intrude, but is everything ok at home? You seem a bit lost these days, and you hardly participate in class. Is there something you want to share? I’ll promise I’ll try my best to help you.” you said, noting his fidgeting hands and knee bouncing nervously.
“Ok, I’ve tried to push whatever happened between us to the back of my mind but I can’t. This is the first time I’ve felt something this intense, and I can’t stop thinking how right it felt! It’s not been easy keeping away and I know you’ve been avoiding me, but trust me when I say that I feel this..this intense connection to you!” he exclaimed, fervently.
You listen to him, stunned. You hadn’t thought that he would notice you avoiding him. True, it wasn’t as if you weren’t, but you tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy.
You got up and slowly backed away from him towards the door. Don’t lose your nerve now, stand your guard. Nothing can happen between you two. He’s your student, and he doesn’t know what’s best for him. You repeated this in your head, desperately hoping for a divine intervention.
“Andy, I…I think you should leave right now. Whatever happened in my office was a mistake. It should never have happened.”
“A mistake?” Andy murmured, crestfallen.
“Yes. You’re my student. You’re under my supervision, and it would be akin to me taking advantage of my position. Besides, it was just a small kiss, it meant nothing to me. You have to understand.”
Andy stood, as if in a trance. His face showed no hints of any emotion whatsoever, which scared you a bit, frankly. His silence was the loudest factor in the room, barring the sound of the wind against the glass of the window, mirroring the whirlwind of emotions in the room.
“Andy, please leave. If you want to talk, we can always talk in my office. My door is always open.” you whisper, not willing to meet his eyes.
It was as if your words broke his trance. His eyes met yours, a resolve now clear in his mind. His blue eyes darkened, as he made his way to you, slowly.
“No.” he said, his breath fanning your face.
“Wh..what?” you stammer, trying to put some distance between yourself and him.
“I’m not going anywhere. You need me, and I need you. I’m not leaving till you admit it.”
