#turning down the heat at night is smart economically but oh my god it makes waking up so miserable

[walterdecourceys]

i need to get up and get ready to go soon but it's warm in my bed and absurdly cold in the rest of the house

[sunriserose1023]

Unexpected (8)

WORD COUNT: 4402 WARNINGS FOR THE SERIES:  THIS IS AN AU; unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, language, angst, fluff, sexual content, flashbacks, medical descriptions/procedures, emotional crap; more warnings will be added as the series progresses.

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The One With All the Cards on the Table

Steve unlocked his office door and set the books he was carrying on his desk. He laid his hands on it, bending over and letting out a breath. He closed his eyes, fingers curling as he pressed down on the top of the desk.

He hated this.

He straightened and moved his hands, rubbing them together as he stared at the framed diplomas on the wall. There was a knock at his door and he glanced back, giving Sharon a smile when she poked her head in.

“Hey.” “Hey back. Plans tonight?”

Steve shook his head.

“You?”

She smiled, leaning against the doorframe.

“There’s a girl in the economics department that asked if I wanted to meet for drinks.” “The blonde?” “Redhead.”

Steve smiled.

“That’s great!” “You know, I don’t think I could have even made one friend if it hadn’t been for you carting me everywhere and introducing me to everyone.”

Steve shook his head.

“I think you would have been fine on your own. I just … gave you a little push.”

Sharon smiled again, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Are you still keeping up the tutoring today?”

Steve sighed and shrugged.

“I’m not sure. I …”

He shook his head as he let his sentence trail off and Sharon spoke softly.

“You know you’ve got to talk to her.”

Steve sighed again.

“I know. It’s just …” “Yeah, I know. It’s complicated.”

He shook his head, reaching a hand up to rub at the back of his neck. He turned back towards her, he and Sharon exchanging a frown when a heated exchange could be heard down the hall.

“Is he down there?” “Sir, you can’t—“ “Watch me.”

Steve’s brows furrowed.

“Bucky?”

Steve and Sharon stepped into the hall, Steve’s eyebrows raising when he saw an irate Bucky stomping towards him. Steve subtly stepped in front of Sharon, shaking his head.

“Buck, what—“ “It would be in your best interest, Rogers, to keep your damn mouth shut. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Steve blinked and Sharon tapped his shoulder, whispering to him.

“I’m gonna go.”

She stepped away and slipped into her office and Steve shook his head as Bucky invaded his personal space. Steve took a step back, but Bucky was right there with him. Steve stepped into his office and rounded the desk, leaning back when Bucky slammed his hands on top of it.

“Buck, what the hell?!” “I know you got some brains, college boy, but you sure as fuck aren’t using them, are you?”

Steve blinked, and Bucky shook his head.

“You’re a fucking idiot.” “Where is this coming from?”

Bucky shook his head again, one hand rubbing his stubbled chin. He let out a breath, then turned to Steve, a finger pointing towards the hallway.

“That chick. Sharon?”

Steve nodded, and Bucky went on, dropping his hand to his side.

“I’m sure she’s real nice. She’s cute. I’m sure she’s smart. But Steve. Come on.” “What?”

Bucky licked his lips before he spoke.

“She’s cool with the fact that your heart belongs to someone else?”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“That’s what this is about?” “No, it’s the fact that the sun’s shining today and it’s kind of pissing me off. Yeah, dumbass! This is about you and Y/N and how it’s time for you to get your head out of your ass.”

Steve sat in his chair, moving some papers around.

“There’s nothing with me and Y/N.” “Nothing’s gonna be a pretty big something in six more months.” “It’s a little more than six months.” “No, it’s actually right at.”

Steve looked up at Bucky.

“I guess as the father of the child, you’d know, huh? Oh, wait.”

Bucky smiled, sucking on his tongue.

“If you’re looking for a fight, Stevie, you’re barking up the right tree. I’m dying to rearrange those perfect teeth of yours.” “What the fuck is your real problem? That I haven’t been taking Y/N’s calls?” “That you’re parading women around her and ignoring her when she’s carrying your baby, you stupid fucker! You’re hurting her, you dumb bastard, and because she lives with me, I have to deal with the fallout. So yeah, I’ve got a problem with that. Lifelong friends or not, I’m not going to stand aside anymore while you treat a woman we both love in very different ways like shit.”

Steve set his jaw. It had been years since he and Bucky had gotten physical with their fights, but it sounded like a damn good idea right then.

“So we’re just ignoring how that woman, the one who’s carrying my baby, went on a date with another man?” “Christ, Steve, that was two weeks ago. She’s tried to talk to you since then, but you won’t answer your goddamn phone!”

He knew what a dick move it was, but he just couldn’t handle it. He couldn’t stand to talk to her, mainly because of the ache it caused in his heart. He leaned back in his chair, eyes moving to the calendar under the clock on the wall. He saw the little green heart in the corner of today’s date and he frowned.

“Buck, what’s the date?” “Are you kidding me?” “Just tell me.”

Bucky glanced at his watch, answering the question.

“I’m going to see you at the appointment in two weeks, right?

Steve flashed a smile, leaning back and tapping the calendar on the wall, where a green heart marked the day.

“I wouldn’t miss it.”

Steve blinked, eyes going to the watch on his wrist.

“Fuck. Fuck.” “Steve?”

Steve pushed a hand through his hair, dragging the other down his face. He stood up from the chair, pushing Bucky out of the way as he walked to the door, then started jogging down the hall, leaving a confused Bucky in his wake.

You sat on the edge of the exam table, dressed in the stupid paper gown, watching your toes as your feet dangled. You decided that tomorrow you’d talk Pepper into getting a pedicure, and you were already debating colors.

You let out a breath as you looked around, wondering why in God’s name you were thinking of mixing sour cream and onion chips with spaghetti and meatballs when the door opened.

“Miss Potts, so sorry to have kept you waiting.”

You smiled.

“No worries. They said you were finishing up a delivery.” “Babies have no sense of time, I’m afraid. Or decency, when their doctor has a full clinic booked.”

You gave a soft laugh and shook the hand Dr. Barton offered. He sat on the rolling stool and opened your chart.

“Any problems since the last time we saw each other?” “Other than many more food aversions, no.”

He smiled, making a note.

“Still tired?” “Yes. My boobs are still sore—more so, if I’m being honest. I’m still super emotional, too.” “Hormone surges.”

You nodded, and Clint was quiet for a moment before he spoke softly, eyes cast down at your chart.

“I did notice that your blood pressure is a little elevated today.” “Yeah, that’s what the nurse said.” “It’s not too bad, but it is higher than last time you were here. Out of range for you personally, according to your chart.”

You nodded again, and he lifted his eyes to yours.

“Is everything okay?”

You blinked, meeting his eyes. After a beat, you smiled.

“Yeah. Yeah, everything’s fine.”

He slowly nodded, and you could just tell that he didn’t believe you. You couldn’t help yourself as your face fell and tears gathered in your eyes. He grabbed a few tissues from the box on the counter and passed them to you. You nodded your thanks, pressing a tissue to your eyes as he spoke.

“I couldn’t help but notice that you’re here alone today.”

You nodded and sniffed, looking down at your hands.

“Yeah, I … I messed that up pretty good.” “I’m sorry.”

You nodded again, wiping the tears from your face. Clint rolled closer to you, forcing you to meet his kind eyes.

“I don’t know the situation, and I don’t need to. What I do need to tell you is that stress is not good right now. Not for you and definitely not for the baby. I know that’s much easier said than done, but … you’ve got to try.” “I know. I’m sorry.” “Hey, you don’t need to be sorry.”

He gave you a soft smile.

“This is a trying time, and it’s not necessarily going to be easy. Your hormones are going to be all over the place for the next few months, which is going to make you feel like you’ve been taken over by an alien invasion or something. Which is not too far off the mark, but…”

You gave a soft laugh and he went on.

“You’ve got to have a support system in place. Even if you can do this by yourself, you don’t have to. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Let people help you.”

You nodded. He turned back to your chart and you sighed.

“I do have a … question, I guess.” “Give it to me.”

You smiled, then went on.

“The other night, I was up kind of late and I wasn’t doing anything strenuous. Just standing at the window and walking around. But I got this pain, and it … scared me.” “What kind of pain?”

You met his eyes.

“Was it sharp, stabbing? Burning?”

You shook your head.

“No, it was … kind of like a cramp.” “Do you normally have cramps with your periods?”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“Sometimes. Not too bad.” “Is that what your pain felt like?” “Yeah. It was quick, but noticeable.” “Any other symptoms with it? Any bleeding or spotting?”

You shook your head and Clint nodded.

“Pregnancy is a weird, magical time. No two women have the same experience. Aches and pains are kind of normal, I’m afraid. Now if the cramps were constant, never letting up, there would be a problem. If you spot a little, that’s normal, too. But if you’re soaking a pad or passing clots, then that’s a problem and you need to visit an ER and get checked out.”

You slowly nodded and Clint motioned with his head.

“Anytime you want to call and ask a question, feel free. Those nurses make good money to listen to patients like you.”

You smiled, giving a nod.

“Thank you.” “No problem. Now, you’re about twelve weeks along?”

You nodded.

“Me and my little lime.”

Clint smiled.

“Found an app, didn’t you?”

You gave a laugh, nodding your head. Clint kept smiling, shaking his head fondly.

“Slide down to the end of the table and let’s get the fun stuff out of the way.” “You and I have very different definitions of ‘fun.’”

Clint laughed, rolling back to grab a pair of gloves from the box as you slid down and put your feet in the stirrups. He gently placed his hands on your knees to spread them apart when there was a knock at the door. You both looked that way, then at each other. Clint shook his head, but when another knock sounded, he rolled away from you on the stool and stood up.

“Usually the nurses don’t bother when I’m in the room with a patient, but sometimes…”

You nodded, maneuvering the paper coverings around. Clint opened the door and poked his head out, leaning back in after a few seconds.

“Um… Miss Potts, it’s for you.” “What?”

You sat up, eyes widening when Steve stepped into the room. He pointed to you, blue eyes blazing.

“We need to talk.”

You blinked, shaking your head once.

“We can talk later.” “Oh, I don’t think so.” “Well, I do. I’ve kind of got a … situation going here.”

Clint cleared his throat and stepped forward.

“I can come back. I’ve got other patients.”

You shook your head.

“No, you can come finish. He can wait in the lobby.” “The hell I can.”

Your mouth dropped open.

“Excuse me?” “Where the hell do you get off? Were you just not going to tell me or any of us that you were here?”

You blinked again, speaking slowly and deliberately, with a tiny bit of venom in your tone.

“You don’t answer my calls anymore. What was I supposed to do? You want me to call your office? Because I did and they said you were at lunch with your girlfriend!” “Really, I’ve got a quick patient across the hall and I’ll be right back.”

You shook your head.

“No, this …”

You motioned between you and Steve, glaring at him.

“... can wait. I’m ready to be … less al fresco over here.”

Clint snorted, trying to cover it with a cough when Steve shook his head.

“I think this has waited long enough.” “Oh, really? Since your girlfriend’s not around, now you want to talk to me? Now you can acknowledge my presence?” “I’ll just be—“

You pointed at Clint.

“Don’t move!”

You looked back to Steve, narrowing your eyes, tone dripping with venom this time.

“I have got more important things to think about than your pitiful ego, you ass. This can wait until after the appointment is done. Or you can just leave now and go back to ignoring me like our new normal.”

When the snick of the door closing seemed to echo through the room, you and Steve both looked to find Clint had left. You let out a groan, letting your feet fall from the stirrups as you waved a hand.

“See what you did?” “What I did? You just—“

You lifted a hand when Steve started pacing.

“First off, if we’re doing this, you’ve got to stay up by my head.”

He looked at you with a confused look on his face and you rolled your eyes, motioning to the lower part of your body. Steve glanced that way, seeing the paper coverings, then closed his eyes. He shook his head before making his way to stand near your head. When he didn’t say anything, you took it as a sign to start the conversation.

“What did I do?”

He glanced your way and you shook your head, staring down at your hands.

“You said it was fine for me to go, I went, and you cut me out. What happened?”

When he didn’t answer, you turned your head to look at him, seeing a muscle twitch in his jaw as he clenched his teeth. After a brief silence, he spit out the words.

“You shouldn’t have gone.” “Seriously?” “Yeah, seriously!”

He started slowly pacing again and you shifted on the table.

“Head, Steve.”

He turned to walk back by your head and you twisted to look at him.

“So you told me to go but you didn’t mean it?” “Who in their right mind would mean it?” “How was I supposed to know that?! I can’t read your mind!” “You know me, Y/N!”

He started pacing again.

“You’ve got to know I didn’t really mean it.” “How was I supposed to know that when you were telling me the complete opposite?” “You just were.”

You rolled your eyes, hands clenching on your paper covers as you motioned for him to step away from your torso. He rolled his eyes, but moved back towards your head. He sighed.

“It killed me. I thought you would see that, that you’d see right through me and call me out on it.” “Steve, I’m not a mind reader.” “But you are! When it comes to me, you always have been.”

You blinked, and he shook his head as he started to pace again.

“I never have to ask you for anything. You always just give me what I need. But you … you don’t need me the same way.” “Oh, but I do need you, Steve.”

He stopped pacing to look at you.

“I need you to stay by my head!”

He blew out a breath, grabbing Clint’s rolling stool and bringing it by your head, then sitting on it. He held out his hands and you nodded.

“Thank you.”

He crossed his arms over his chest, and you shook your head.

“So … you were mad at me because I didn’t read your mind that you telling me to go meant for me not to go?”

He blew out a breath, letting his arms fall.

“No.” “Then what, Steve? Because I’ve been racking my brain trying to think of what I did wrong, and—“ “I saw you.”

You blinked, and he spoke again, just as softly.

“I saw you and him outside your building. I saw the kiss.”

You slowly closed your eyes, lying back on the table. Steve stared at his hands as he talked.

“I saw the way he looked at you and … I don’t know. When I saw you kiss him, I just … it’s like everything in me just … ‘died’ sounds too dramatic, but…”

He looked up, eyes meeting yours, his narrowing at the tears in yours. You gave a shake of your head.

“You idiot.”

You said it with such affection that Steve wasn’t the least bit offended. He rolled closer to you and you shook your head again.

“When he kissed me is when I knew what a huge mistake I’d made.”

He just blinked and you shrugged.

“I guess I realized then that I didn’t want to be kissed by him.” “Who did you want to be kissed by?”

You swallowed, looking up at the ceiling.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” “Yes it does.” “Steve—“ “Y/N.”

He stood up, walking to where he was hovering over you as you looked up at him. You gave a shake of your head and whispered.

“You’ve got a girlfriend.” “No, I don’t.”

You tilted your head, cocking one eyebrow.

“So Sharon was your imaginary friend?” “Just a friend.” “If you’re going to use that lame-ass excuse, at least—“ “She’s gay, Y/N.”

You went still as he spoke again.

“She just moved here and she didn’t know anyone. She asked if I could introduce her to people and I took her for coffee to get to know her better, to see who I thought she might jive with. When I saw you in the coffee shop and saw the look on your face, it … I don’t know. It gave me the idea to use her to make you think she was my girlfriend.”

You blinked at him, then shook your head.

“That was a shitty thing to do.” “I know. Sharon said that, too.” “You really hurt me, Steve.” “I know. And I’m so sorry for that.”

You sighed, staring up at the ceiling.

“We’re a mess.”

Steve gave a soft laugh.

“Tell me about it.” “We can’t do this, Steve. We can’t have a baby together and hurt each other like this.” “I know.”

You closed your eyes, taking in a shaky breath and letting it out slowly.

“We just need to forget anything ever happened and go back to being friends.” “Just friends with a baby?”

You nodded. Steve was quiet, until you rolled your head to look at him. He pursed his lips, then shook his head.

“I can’t do that.” “What do you mean?” “Exactly what I said. I can’t do that.” “Why not?” “Because every time I close my eyes, I see you sleeping on my chest. I see the way you kept your eyes closed when I kissed you, even seconds after we pulled apart. I see your hair fanned out over that pillow and I hear the soft way you said my name when I made you come.”

Your eyes widened, and he moved to hover over you again, one thick arm on either side of your head.

“I remember the way your body felt under my hands and god, Y/N. I want to feel it again. I want to feel your lips on mine, on … other places.”

Your cheeks were on fire, but you couldn’t look away from him, watching the way his eyes focused on your lips before meeting yours.

“All I can think of is how we made this baby and how badly I want to do it again.” “Steve.”

Your voice was barely a whisper, and his dropped deeper as he continued.

“I see you the way you were sleeping when I left and I want to see that every night.”

Your eyes widened as he shook his head.

“But I don’t want to leave again. I want to be there with you or have you there with me every second of every day. I want to touch you—God, do I— but I want to get to know you more than I do right now. I want to see you early in the mornings and late in the middle of the night. I want to talk to you and hear you laugh and I want to hold your hand.”

He gave a hard shake of his head as he straightened, reaching for your hand and lacing his fingers through yours.

“I don’t want you kissing other men.” “Why not?” “Because I want you kissing me.”

You gave a sharp exhale and he met your eyes.

“I know the timing is fucked, but I … I want to be with you. And I … Y/N, I’m all in. I’m putting all the cards on the table. This baby, marriage, more babies, I’m putting it all out there. Maybe that scares you. It scares me. But at the same time, it doesn’t.”

Steve shook his head.

“It’s scary as hell, but it feels right. I’m so sorry that I hurt you. I’ll spend every day of the rest of my life trying to make that up to you, if you’ll let me. But I can’t just be your friend, Y/N. Not now. Not anymore.”

You stared at him, feeling the heavy warmth of his hand as he held tightly to yours. You let his words sink in, and while they did scare you, you had to admit … it did feel right. You blinked and licked your lips, then looked up at him.

“Come here.”

He leaned in and you shook your head.

“Closer.”

He leaned in further and a smile came to your lips, voice barely a whisper.

“Closer.”

Steve leaned in so close your noses were almost touching. Your eyes danced over his face, from his plump lips to his eyes, as his eyes did the same to you. When your eyes met, you stared into his burning blue before leaning up and closing the gap between you, pressing your lips against his.

He kept his eyes on you, until he shifted his lips against yours and you had to close your eyes. His tongue slid between your lips as his free hand moved to cradle your cheek, while honest-to-God tingles broke out over your body.

He pulled away when a soft knock sounded at the door, resting his forehead on yours, his voice hoarse.

“Come in.”

Clint poked his head in the door and you smiled.

“Is this still hostile territory or do we have an all clear?”

You gave a soft laugh as Steve glanced at Clint.

“The coast is clear, Doc.”

Clint nodded as he stepped into the room, doing a crappy job of trying to hide the smile on his face.

“You guys think we can finish this appointment now?”

You and Steve both nodded, staring at each other instead of the Doctor. Clint snorted, shaking his head and muttering under his breath, a smile on his face as he washed his hands, then slid a pair of gloves on. You repositioned yourself with your feet back in the stirrups, smiling when Steve took your hand and held it against his chest, gently carding his fingers through your hair as he stood with his back to Clint and his eyes on you.

Bucky yawned as he walked out of his room, rubbing an eye and scratching at his chest. He came to a stop in the middle of the living room when he saw Steve in the kitchen. Bucky frowned, watching Steve drink from a glass of orange juice.

“What are doing here?”

Steve shrugged.

“Stealing some of your orange juice.” “How’d you know it was mine?” “Because Y/N hates orange juice unless it’s in a cocktail, and since that’s not happening for a while…”

Bucky nodded, making a face.

“And where the hell’s your shirt?”

Steve shrugged again.

“Got hot.”

Bucky rolled his eyes, walking towards the bathroom. He stopped again, turning to face Steve, hands moving to his hips.

“You know, you never come over here. Not since you left me to go live with Peggy. Why are you here now?”

Steve shrugged again, finishing his orange juice.

“Pepper’s door was locked and since they got that weird new alarm system, I decided to break in here.”

Bucky shook his head, rubbing his eyes again.

“It’s too early for this shit.”

Bucky stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Steve almost deflated, exhaling in a relieved rush, rubbing a hand over his face. He quickly searched through the cabinets, cursing under his breath when he heard the toilet flush and the faucet turn on. The door opened and Bucky stepped out, mouth already working.

“Another thing. It is barely six. The damn sun isn’t even up yet. What the hell are you doing here at ass o’clock in the morning? And don’t tell me some bullshit about ‘morning jogs’ or whatever.”

Steve went to open his mouth, but your door opened. You stood there, hair tousled, body relaxed, a sleepy look on your face.

“Steve, can you get me some … water?”

You stopped when you saw Bucky, pressing your lips together. Bucky looked from you to Steve, saw the way both of you just sort of shrugged. Bucky blinked, then shook his head as he sighed.

“Hey, Stevie?” “Yeah.” “Found your shirt.”

You looked down, smoothing a hand over Steve’s white t-shirt, the one you’d gathered up off the floor and pulled on. Bucky made his way back towards his room, muttering under his breath before he closed the door behind him.

“‘Bout damn time.”

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[starlightkeybright]

persona 5 not quite writings, more ramblings/summary of an AU i thought of earlier

high school teacher AU with the PTs but mainly with akira and goro akira is just a standard PE teacher, he loves being outside and encouraging the kids to exercise and all that goro is a teacher teacher that teaches criminal justice then there's the others; ann teaches english, ryuji is another PE teacher but also coaches for the track team, yusuke is an art teacher, haru is an economics teacher but also has like a "garden club" where she has a patch on the school grounds where she helps students grow random plants especially vegetables, futaba is the computer/keyboarding teacher that often has subs for her class but she's there enough for it to be ok, and makoto is a math teacher and helps kids see that math isn't all that bad and also on the side/at another location she teaches self defense courses and some of her students are students there as well anyway akira and the PTs are a whole group of friends and they go out together to hang out and sometimes party, akira often goes on one off dates with each of them and the rest do that as well with each other akira and goro actually started dating over the summer, it took some convincing on akira's part to get goro to go out with him in general, goro was very the "alone teacher", he got along enough with the others but wasn't really friends with them, y'know, but akira pushed him into being friends with his friends, so the friend family gets one more finally when they start dating, akira gets the go ahead from goro to let the others know and they're all super supportive of it and also promise to not spill the beans when school starts so when summer is over and everyone goes back to school, akira starts making it a habit to keep going to visit goro during class, even if it's for a minute or for some errand he was "forced" to run for someone else the kids are smart little shits though, and some get suspicious on why a random PE teacher keeps coming into class to hang out, and they fucking notice the looks and hear the hints akira is a little fucking tease, he could say something that's completely normal but the WAY he says it makes some kids go "...wait, was that a innuendo" goro is embarrassed by it all at first, but he starts having fun with it too, so they end up making a competition about it they start having sass offs and they almost get heated and it's the fucking middle of class and the kids are all "ooooo!!!" at certain responses and shit and it's all one big game goro then starts his own habit of going to visit akira, when he has a free period and nothing to do, he goes outside to where akira is with his kids and sometimes just sits and watches, sometimes he catches akira on a 5 minute break and they just talk, but of course the kids are noticing all this cue the fucking rumors going around school with all the kids and them thinking at first that maybe they hate each other but then thinking "wait, what if they're a couple" "nah, they're just being weird men" and of course some of the kids know that akira and goro are friends with the other teachers from the interactions they spy, so they ask the others if they know anything, but the PT group swear that nothing is going on slight sidetrack, but akira going to harass the others during their classes and some of them going out to talk with him akira helping for a bit with the plants with haru, akira giving some advice to the track team with ryuji, akira going into the studio and asking yusuke very loudly if he should strip and model for the kids (of course he legally can't but some of the kids want it), akira stopping in ann's and makoto's classes to make some teasing remarks about whatever they're currently teaching, akira stopping into futaba's class whenever she's there just to go "OH HEY, YOU'RE ACTUALLY HERE TODAY" goro sometimes goes to sit and have some coffee with makoto and discuss different topics, goro going to help haru with her plants, goro stopping by the studio to compliment the students' work, goro stopping in ann's class and helps for a bit with a certain topic, goro also sometimes watches the track team (sometimes with akira), goro going into futaba's class sometimes to help the sub get control of the kids and sometimes to practice some keyboarding himself anyway, most of the school year goes like this and the kids and just on and off with the rumors and theories about akira and goro and whether or not they're together then during spring break, akira proposes to goro, even though it was a little fast and all, but he feels so confident and so right being with goro (they also moved in together before the xmas break), that he just wants to seal their friendship/relationship properly and of course goro says yes goro debates on wearing his engagement ring when they get back to school cuz the kids will just go crazy about that and ask him a million questions, so instead he keeps it safely in his pocket during school hours akira however is fucking loud and proud and wears his ring no matter what and the kids do question him but he won't tell them anything concrete after about a couple weeks of the kids going crazy over akira's ring and goro's lack of a (visible) ring, akira decides to end this shit once and for all he goes into goro's class one day like usual and sits down off to the side and just watches goro for a while goro is a little suspicious cuz akira seems much happier than usual and he knows that he's up to something, but doesn't want to make a big deal out of it in front of the kids finally at a random point during class when goro isn't talking, akira suddenly gets up and looks at the class and he goes "hey uh, everyone? there's something i want to tell you" and goro's just frozen at his desk and he knows EXACTLY where akira is going and he debates hardcore on whether or not he should stop him, but he knows it's already too late, he has the kids complete attention "so there have been many rumors flying about about a possible relationship between me and mr akechi here. don't think i didn't notice, they've been going on all damn year. well, today i'm here to put a stop to those rumors" the kids are listening so fucking intently and also some of them are already being loud and asking questions, but he quiets them down "ok, ok, so. some of them think that me and mr akechi are dating, like we're an item. and you know what? no, we're not" cue some kids disappointed as fuck but goro is already putting his face in his hands cuz he knows what's coming up "we're engaged actually" cue the kids FUCKING EXPLODING WITH ALL SORTS OF SOUNDS AND YELLING AND SCREAMING AND THEY'RE ALL SO FUCKING HAPPY BUT SO FUCKING CONFUSED AT THE SAME TIME "WAIT, YOU WERE DATING? YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED? WHAT?" akira steps over and makes goro stand up and goro is still covering his face with one hand and his face is so fucking red but he's smiling anyway akira then just smiles at goro and goro rolls his eyes and digs his ring out of his pocket and puts it on and akira holds his hand up to show his AND THE KIDS EXPLODE FUCKING AGAIN haru is the closest to the classroom and she comes in all concerned cuz why the fuck are the kids screaming so much and she sees them standing there with their rings on and she's just "OH! you guys decided to announce it, i'm so happy for you!" and the kids turn to her just "WHAT THE- YOU KNEW?" and akira explains which teachers knew about the two of them and for how long AND THE KIDS ARE SO DONE AT THIS POINT, LIKE WHAT THE FUCK, THEY PLAYED THEM SO HARD word quickly spreads afterwards about it so eventually the whole school knows akira and goro get constantly teased for a week or two straight by the kids "look mr kurusu, your fiance is coming over" "mr akechi, your fiance wants to talk with you" "so are either of you changing your names? are we going to have two 'mr kurusu's or two 'mr akechi's?" "mr akechi, can you ask your fiance to leave the bedroom talk in the bedroom?" (akira "boy, this is not bedroom talk, you would know when i do bedroom talk" goro "oh my god, please stop") backing up a bit, akira takes goro out to dinner the night he made the sudden announcement as an apology, he knew goro would be/was uncomfortable with bringing light to their relationship at school but goro just shakes his head and smiles, saying "i was worried, but once you started, there was no stopping you. besides, even though i did feel that bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, it went away pretty quickly. to see them so happy about us, so happy for us, i just...i almost cried, believe it or not. i'm so lucky to have someone like you and i'm lucky to have such good students. i feel more sure now about our marriage" "what, you were having second thoughts?" "shut up, you know what i mean. i'm happy to get so much support and i'm happy to be with you for the rest of my life" "i'm happy about that too"