Hey... never written a Spring Awakening fic before... This chapter dedicated to the lovely Kawaiisprinkles – thanks for your help! =)
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It was futile. Ernst couldn't concentrate, not with Hanschen around. It was History class, generally he couldn't concentrate in it anyway, but his gorgeous blond lover was making it harder. Sly smiles, sneaky glances and those piercing blue eyes made it next to impossible to concentrate on whatever it was they were supposed to be learning about.
What made it worse was that Ernst had to be home quickly. His mother wanted him home straight away to help clean the house, something with which he was sure Hanschen would disagree. The naughty glint in his lover's eye told him he had different ideas. Very different...
It seemed to Ernst all Hanschen wanted to do was that and he couldn't help but not mind. He was sure he loved Hanschen, and he was definitely grateful for the attention, after 15 years of being virtually invisible. Though it did seem to be mainly his own pleasure Hanschen was interested in.
The boys were dismissed at 3:45, and Ernst rushed out of the classroom, heading straight down the road without a word of farewell to the rest of the class. He didn't notice Hanschen coolly follow him out and effortlessly catch him up.
'In a rush?' he said breezily, brushing his hand against Ernst's.
'Um, yes. Mother expects me home immediately.' Ernst replied, his cheeks flushing at the sudden skin contact. 'Cleaning.'
'Ah.' Hanschen raised an eyebrow. 'I can actually think of something a lot more fun than cleaning that we could do... together.'
'Hanschen, um, as much as I'd, y'know, love to, I can't. Father is coming home and mother insisted I help...' Ernst continued to babble, not noticing Hanschen casually steering him into a wooded area. He looked around suddenly. 'Hanschen, I-'
Hanschen cut him off with a lingering kiss, gently backing him up into a tree. 'Yes?'
'I must get home...' Another kiss cut off his sentence. Ernst tensed up for a moment, hands poised to push Hanschen away, but gave in, bringing his hands up over his lovers shoulders and to the back of his head, entangling his fingers in that golden hair he loved so much.
Hanschen smirked as he realised he'd won. He pushed the smaller boy against the tree, revelling in the sound of his gasp as he stared taking his blazer off.
Ernst was late home that night.
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"Looking back, I have this to regret: that too often, when I loved, I did not say so."
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