Woops
Peter fidgeted with his hands again.
He stood outside in the hallway in front of his professors classroom and just fidgeted.
[Flashback]
"Dude!" It was a surprised tone to Neds voice as he plumped down on Peter's shitty small bed on his side of his room.
Even though Peter wanted to rent an apartment the shittiest one's where even more out of his budget and the school was just so nice enough to lend him the room he'd so luckily shared with well some random student he didn't know there name because he didn't bother to try to get to know them. But luckily Ned was at this school too and when his roommate was out Ned would come over even in the den of night when they aren't suppose to and crash and just spill some tea as the younger generation say it.
Ned hugged a plump red pillow close and sat on Peters bed taking up the space as Peter sat on the floor across, he didn't mind.
He sighed and twirled with a strand of his hair and chewed on his rosey bottom lip in annoyance and guilt. He told Ned about his teacher and he told him how he had the hots for him and Ned had been shooketh.
"Isn't Mr.Wilson like 30?"
"Uh- 28 actually" Peter stumbled over his words a bit and a long silence before his friend spoke.
"Dude that's so cool!"
And this made Peter look at Ned in confusion and surprise.
"So are you two dating already? Did you kiss? Was it explosive? Does he have a wife? Did he leave her for you? No wait don't tell me- your the wife? No! I'm the wife! No wait- that makes no sense-"
Ned's ramblings continued on and on and Peter had been too shocked to say anything until he cracked up laughing and hung his head down laughing at Neds ramblings this time of the night. This is why they were friends for so long and Peter would always want to keep this friendship for ever.
"What? Isn't he married?" Ned asked confused and gave a smile because he knew how he just made his friend calm and cheered up.
"No? I hope not. I didn't see a wedding ring." Peter leaned back againts the bed behind him and chewed his lip again.
He really hoped Mr.Wilson didn't have a wife or husband. Peter didn't want to know he was fantasizing a married man and could possibly be a home wrecker in a possible way.
"It's just a crush Ned... a stupid crush.. I mean! He's so out of my league!" He threw his hands up and gave a huff of air as Ned shrugged, "You never know Peter, I mean it never hurt anyone to try." He smiled and Peter smiled back with a sigh.
"You really think so?"
"Do I really think so? I believe so Peter!" He threw the pillow at Peter and they started to laugh again and calmed down before they woke someone up next door.
"Ohh, you should try to wear more revealing clothes or poping clothing!" He clapped his hands excited. Ned knew about Peter being bisexual and he had always accepted his friend no matter what and now he was just trying to be encouraging and helpful like the great friend he was.
"No- I can't. I'll be too obvious..." Peter's eyes wondered away and he rubbed his arm softly. He knew he was still failing that class and wasn't sure if Ned remembered but like if Ned could read his mind he snapped his fingers and pointed at Peter, "Aren't you failing that class?!"
Peter jumped up a bit and sighed in frustration, "Yeah! I am..-"
"Peter you can't fail that class! I don't want to be alone in this school your the only person I know.." There was a tint of sadness to Neds voice and Peter understood why, they'd always been together and Peter needed to get his shit together fast.
"I'll pass it dude promise." And with that they continued the night talking until Ned had to leave quietly.
And here was Peter in front of Mr. Wilson's room after school again but this time he came, he was dressed nicely, he took a shower and dried his hair well then combed it and then went his way to wear tight blue jeans that poped his ass more and his nice plain white dress shirt you could see through did no wonders to hide what was inside he had slid the sleeves up too. He had promised Mr.Wilson he'd come after class and try to figure out how to get him to pass.
But holy shit was he nervous because he told Ned what he was actually planning.
I mean it wouldn't hurt to try right?
Just like Ned said.
Peter took a deep breath and was now or never and opened the door stepping in to see no one but Mr.Wilson on his chair behind his desk writing in some notebook before he stopped and looked up at him and Peter froze starring at his handsome face and jawline and lips and those eye's-
"Mr.Parker"
But this time the words were slow and Wade cleared his throat putting his notebook down. "I'm glad you came but- where are your stuff?"
Stuff?
Oh he had to bring his backpack...
Peter didn't. Because he had other things in mind and now he was about to run out the door and chicken out.
"Oh! My stuff? I needed that? I didn't know but I can still learn-"
"Mr.Parker I just thought-"
And then Peter moved to the front of his desk and he sat on it really just fucking up the paper work Mr.Wilson had graded and this made his teachers eyes just gauge because holy shit he spent all day yesterday and almost all day today grading those and they just flew all over the place. And now he looked at Peter to find clues as to why the fuck he just did that?! But Mr.Parker was closer now and his legs were spread and he was still sitting on his desk but now he grabbed a hold of Mr.Wilson's red tie and pulled making Wade pull along and if you didn't think Peter was losing it with anxiety oh Hell he was going crazy with it but he was already too far gone now and might aswell finish because he then crashed his lips in a messy stupid way and Mr.Wilson's lips never tasted and felt so good in his life because Jesus they were soft and so oh real not like in his dreams or fantasies.
He didn't feel the kiss in return and he opened his eyes to meet those dark chacolate eye's that seemed darker and were blown with hunger and lust but confusion and Mr.Wilson moved his hands to place them on Peter's hips and held him real firmly making Peter get hot and heavy inside as he pulled from the kiss all nervous his hands still on the tie.
"Peter-...What...-" He felt confused and if trying to puzzle this out and then looked at Peter and now he knew realization hitting him. "Im-...Im uh sorry- I'm sorry Mr.Wilson I shouldn't have-" Peter stammered ashamed and he could feel nervous tears at the end of his eyes and he hopped off the table running to the door and out and Mr.Wilson tride to stop him but being too late as his student had left. He was left in aw as he traced his lips at the electric feeling of that kiss.
What had just happend?