DOTDOTDOT … // don and neil
Don trudged around his office, annoyed with the world. He had turned his iPod as high as it would go, and his eardrums were slowly but surely rupturing. There was no real reason why, but he suspected that the underlying cause for his irritation was A, not getting what he wanted from Neil, and B, the fact that it was Sunday and that he was no in bed, nursing a hangover. Going to a teacher’s conference in New Orleans and coming back to praise and welcome and love? Apparently not in the books. Instead, he came to numerous home to numerous student government things that needed to be looked over and organized, a fridge that held nothing but an empty lime -at least, he hoped that that was what it was-, and no welcome back party and no welcome back sex. It was sad.
When he felt his phone buzz in his pants, he heaved a sigh. Please don’t let it be someone annoying, please don’t let it be someone annoying, please don’t let - It was Neil. He read the message, then frowned, because he was in his office and it wasn’t locked. Oh, wait. It was. It was a measure he had taken to make sure nobody would disturb him while he played Sulky Don. Grabbing his iPod and throwing it into the sofa, he made his way to the door, before unlocking it. “If you wish to enter, you’ve got to either be naked or willing to perform sexual acts,” Don told him, voice low and dirty, before pulling it open, a big smile on his face. “Hiya honey.”
Neil was not entirely sure that he wasn’t making a giant mistake by magically appearing at Don’s office, but he wasn’t entirely concerned. First of all, it was Don. There wasn’t really any chance of the blonde falling pathetically in love with him because being Don entailed being the least affectionate person on the planet, so the coach went ahead and checked that off his list. And second of all, when had the strategy of fucking someone to get your feelings out of your system not worked? That’s right, never.
Oh my god, I am becoming Don Hargrave.
“I didn’t walk across campus naked.” said Neil dryly, ignoring the relief and certainly not butterflies because that was childish that erupted in his chest at the sound of Don’s voice. “I did walk all the way across campus, though,” he pointed out in turn of a greeting.
“I didn’t walk across campus naked.” That was bound to have broken some hearts, including his own. But it was also exactly what Don had expected, although it was disappointing nonetheless. He was just counting down the days until he would be able to convince Neil to walk around naked, because it would probably cure cancer and end war everywhere. “Mhh,” he wobbled his eyebrows, trying for nonchalant as he snaked his arms around the coach. Which he did not do because he liked holding Neil or because it made him feel warm and fuzzy, no, nope, so not because of that. “All the way across campus?” Don wondered aloud, eyebrow quirked. His gaze flickered to the coach momentarily before settling back on Neil, and he pushed the man towards it, letting go of him. “Have a seat, coach DeAngelo.”
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Neil gave Don a displeased look despite his smile. “I missed you,” he repeated obligingly, raising his eyebrows sli,...
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“Didn’t quite catch that, Neily,” he announced, before pecking him on the lips, a shit-eating grin on his face. Even...
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