Just a bit twisted

"Drake," Sean said, closing the door behind him.

Drake looked at the computer without turning his eyes. "Not right now. I'm busy and you...you're too distracting."

Sean smiled. "Distracting, huh?"

Drake gave him a hard look, but the lethality of this look was a lot of water.

"Okay, just tell me the result!"

"No special treatment," Drake said. "Your grades will be announced with everyone else's. Tomorrow."

Sean leaned his back against the door and bit his lip. "I failed the exam?"

He has no idea.Drake has been tutoring him a lot lately, teaching him the stuff he was missing for the first half of the term.Sean originally thought that his understanding of the subject had improved a lot, and he performed very well in the examination room, but now, looking at Drake's gloomy face, he is not so sure.

"No," Drake said. "You didn't fail."

Sean exhaled. "So what did I get? C, right?"

Drake pursed his lips into his own. "You got a B."

Sean unconsciously opened his mouth wide. "Really? Wait a minute, aren't you—"

"No, I didn't give you special treatment," Drake said, sounding defensive. "You did well on the exam. You're not stupid. As long as you took the class with your heart, you wouldn't encounter any difficulties at all."

Xiao En grinned, his heart was filled with joy, and he felt dizzy.He just took a step towards the desk, but was stopped by Drake, "Don't."

"Why?"

Drake stared at the computer screen in front of him, his jaw clenched. "I told you. You're such a distraction. I have work to do."

Sean didn't want to go.He wants to hug him.He wants to kiss him.He wants to celebrate with him. "but……"

Drake gritted his teeth and sighed. "Okay. Come and kiss me. Just one. Then you go away."

Sean went over and kissed him.

Then kissed again.

And then again.

And then one more time.

When their lips finally parted, Drake ran his thumb across Sean's cheek. "Well done, Wyatt."

Sean smiled and pecked his lips lightly. "Thank you, Professor."

A reluctant smile cracked Derek's face, and then he darkened and pushed him off his lap. "Get out of here quickly."

* * *

The next morning, Sean opened his eyes to find Drake staring at him.

"Morning," Shawn murmured, the two of them sleeping on the same pillow, faces inches apart.The intimacy is almost unbearable. "Did you sleep well?"

"No, didn't sleep well," Drake said, his hands resting heavily on Sean's back. "Your bed is terrible. I nearly fell off it twice."

Sean smiled lazily. "No one is forcing you to sleep here."

Drake's lips were drawn into a thin line, his eyes looked away for a moment, then back again. "It would be much more convenient if we used my bed at home."

Sean blinked. "You know I can't leave the kids alone."

"I have an extra bedroom for them."

Sean glared at him. "Are you asking if I want to move in with you?"

Drake was expressionless. "It's so convenient."

"convenient?"

"Yes, convenient."

Sean squeezed his lips together to keep himself from laughing, and nodded solemnly. "very convenient."

"Shut up, Wyatt," Drake said.

Sean smiled slowly, then wrapped his arms around his neck.

They looked into each other's eyes for a long moment, and then Sean felt something clenched in his chest.He said softly, "I love you too, Drake."

Drake stared at him for what felt like forever before he—breathing a little—said, "That's right."

Sean laughed. "Well, we've got to try—"

Drake shut him up with a kiss.

-The End-