Thank you to everyone who read the first chapter. The first three chapters were already written and just need some updates, hence why this chapter is coming so soon. For anyone who hasn't followed one of my stories before, I've become a very slow writer. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, and if you do, please leave a review. Thanks again!
The man looked much different than he had the night before. His hair was slicked back and combed very neatly. He wore a light blue button up shirt and black slacks with a dark blue tie. He looked real good. Seth was stunned momentarily by how professional he looked. If he didn't know any better, he'd think that this was the "good" twin brother of that other guy.
Seth opened his mouth to say thank you, but nothing came out. He just stared at the young man with his mouth agape. He finally realized what a fool he must look like and quickly averted his eyes, mumbling his thanks. The man let go of the packet and moved on to the next student.
Seth's heart was racing. How? Why? What was that weird deviant guy doing here? He was a TA? Did they let people like that become teaching assistants? He must be very good at hiding his personal life from his academic life. Obviously, since he looked neat, clean, and professional right now. If Seth hadn't been witness to it, he'd never suspect that this man was more than he seemed.
Seth finally realized that he was staring off into nothing with a strange look on his face when another student took the seat next to him and asked if he was okay.
"Yeah...yeah I'm fine," he fibbed.
He watched as the young man returned to the front of the room and stood next to the other three TAs. Professor Regal had finally managed to get the power point working, so he returned to the front of the hall.
"Okay, now where was I? Yes, so this is Intro to Economics. Now before I begin to go over the syllabus, let me introduce the four TAs who will be helping me out this semester."
He went on to list each one of their names, but Seth was fixated on only one.
"...Dean Ambrose..."
The young man nodded politely when his name was called and Seth started to wonder if it was even the same guy from the previous night. Did he have an identical twin? The guy in front of him looked clean cut and nothing like the blue-eyed grinning sex maniac who haunted his thoughts.
For a second time, Seth didn't realize that he'd been staring until Dean's eyes shifted to lock with his. Seth looked away as quickly as he could, but he knew Dean was still staring at him. By the time he built up the courage to look at him again, Dean and the other TAs had moved to the side to take notes for the professor. The class progressed with no other awkward stares between them.
At the end of the lecture, Professor Regal closed his laptop and addressed the class with one final message.
"Discussion classes start next week everyone, beginning on Monday. I still haven't finalized which TA will be responsible for which section, so please bear with me. I'll see you all on Friday."
The class quickly gathered their things and began to shuffle out of the hall. It wasn't nearly fast enough for Seth's liking. He safely made it out of the hall without being confronted by Dean. Maybe his theory about twins was right. Sure he'd been glancing at Seth off and on all class, but Seth had been peeking at him too, so it was probably just because he wasn't sure what was going on with this seemingly paranoid freshman. Yeah. That had to be it.
The rest of the day went on with nothing remarkable happening. Seth finished his classes, grabbed some dinner, and barricaded himself in the library yet again. He managed to not get lost on his way to his dorm this time. Still, he had wondered if he'd lost his way again...would he have come across another alley sex scene?
Class on Friday went smoothly. Seth didn't feel as nervous, and the air between him and Dean didn't feel as tense. He was just another TA and Seth was just another student. It felt so normal that Seth even started to believe that he'd imagined the whole thing from Tuesday night. He was never really one for daydreams, but perhaps the anxiety from starting college had gotten to him. That was the practical answer. It was absurd to think that anyone would be having dirty alley sex under the influence on a college campus...
Seth's first discussion class was on Monday afternoon, a few hours after the lecture. He showed up early because to be early is to be on time, or so he had heard years ago. He found the room and reached to open the door, but froze before his hand ever touched the handle. He could see through the small window that the TA sitting at the desk, flipping through paperwork and gnawing on a pen cap, was none other than Dean Ambrose.
Seth's heart began to race. He'd been so calm in class on Friday and this morning... Was the thought of being alone with him that frightening? Seth felt his breath quicken and he started to feel a bit lightheaded. He stepped back from the door and slumped against the wall. This was ridiculous. He was afraid to go in the room, for what? What did he think would happen? Did he think that Dean would approach him with wild, hungry eyes? That he'd slink up to Seth and sit on his desk, pull his glasses off his face and kiss him?
Wait, woah...where did that come from?
Seth wasn't attracted to men...at least he had never been attracted to a man before. Still, he couldn't deny that there was something about Dean that made him sweat. Something about how dominant he'd been. The way he commanded that woman with such ease. The rough way he handled her. The degrading things he put her through. Just thinking about it now was...
Seth's eyes widened when he realized how hard he was. His dick was straining against his pants and he knew it would be obvious that he had an erection. Dammit, why did he insist on wearing such tight pants? There wasn't enough time to run to the bathroom and try to get rid of it or he'd be late, and he didn't want to be singled out as the guy who showed up late to class. Seth panicked as the other students began to file down the hall and into the classroom. He slowly picked himself up off the floor, holding his book-bag in front of him in the hope that no one would notice. He figured that he could blend in with the other students and sit down quickly before anyone could tell that he had a bit of a problem on his hands.
His plan worked and no one was the wiser. Seth breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short lived as Dean began to speak.
"So, what did you guys think about what the textbook said about Keynes? How about you, Seth?"
Seth stared blankly at Dean for only a few seconds, but it felt like minutes. He felt his face become increasingly hot and he knew he had to be so red in the face that his embarrassment was obvious. He finally swallowed and took a deep breath before answering.
Dean cocked his head to the side, clearly impressed by the well thought-out answer that just came from the man who had looked dumbfounded and confused just seconds earlier.
"Interesting..." he said softly.
His eyes stayed focused on Seth's. It did not do anything to help the problem hiding under Seth's desk.
"How about someone else? Yes you, Abby?"
Seth sighed as Dean's attention moved away from him. He felt the blood begin to slowly move away from his cheeks, and more importantly, from his dick.
The rest of the discussion moved along without event. As soon as the class was dismissed, Seth tried to get his supplies into his book-bag as quickly as he could, but another student accidentally hit his stuff as he brushed past the desk. The notebook and pen he'd been using fell to the floor and, as long as Seth's arms were, he couldn't reach them without getting up. By the time he had his bag zipped up and ready to go, he was one of the last students left.
"Seth," Dean said suddenly, making Seth jump. "Please hang back for a moment. I'd like to speak with you."
Seth felt his pulse quicken yet again. What was it about this guy that made his heart race? He felt butterflies in the pit of his stomach, but still he managed to look quite normal on the outside. He approached the Dean's desk with caution.
"Take a seat," he gestured to the desk right in front of his, at which Seth nervously took a seat. "Don't worry. I'm not going to bite you."
A phrase such as that would normally be accompanied by a smile or a laugh, but Dean simply stared at Seth with a stone face. It creeped Seth out...but he also found it kind of sexy.
"So..." Dean continued. "Have you enjoyed your classes here so far? This is the start of your second week, right?"
"Uh...yeah. First full week of classes, sir," Seth answered.
He felt his face blush as soon as he uttered the word sir, but it also managed to get a laugh out of Dean. His smile was quite cute.
"I know I look all slick and business-like right now, but you don't have to be so formal with me, dude. Unless you want to..." His face went serious again. "...if so..by all means, feel free." his smile returned. "But you can just call me Dean."
"Okay, si-, uh, Dean."
"So Seth, do you have any more classes today?"
"No, actually. I scheduled all my classes so that they'd be done by three and I can have the rest of the day to study."
"Really now? That's...impressive. You have quite the work ethic on you, huh? Well I was about to go grab a coffee down at Grinders and I was wondering if you would like to join me?"
Seth opened his mouth to turn down the offer, assuming that he was joking, but the look in Dean's eyes said he was serious.
"I'd love to."
The atmosphere in the coffee shop was so different than the Starbucks that Seth had sometimes visited in high school. This shop had a much stronger hippy vibe to it. The way that Seth and Dean were dressed at that moment, they didn't look like the sort of people who would normally frequent such an establishment.
"They make the best coffee here. Seriously. I spent my freshman year trying every place that serves coffee in a ten mile radius of the school. That's a lot of fucking coffee, dude. So you can trust me."
"Oh...well I'm more of a tea drinker now. I'm health conscious and I don't want to take in a lot of caffeine."
"They have a shit ton of tea, too, if you insist. But coffee is, quote, a real man's drink…or so a friend of mine often says. Just get a small if you're concerned about caffeine."
They placed their order and Seth did end up getting a coffee. Dean was a very persuasive individual. He also was not kidding when he said that this place had the best coffee. When Seth took his first sip, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, savoring the taste. Then a quiet moan accidentally slipped out of his mouth. Seth's eyes immediately burst open and he covered his mouth with his hand.
"Yeah, that's the same reaction I had my first time," Dean said with a smirk. "So...did you make the right decision coming to this school or are you having second thoughts?"
"Oh, no, everything's been great so far. This is the best school in the area for business management and I wanted to get away from my family for a few years, so this is the perfect place."
"Have you enjoyed your classes?"
"Yeah. I mean, I'm taking mostly gen ed stuff, but I really like Professor Regal's class so far."
"You certainly seemed to be enjoying the discussion today," Dean replied with a knowing smile.
Seth looked confused for a moment, but his eyes slowly widened as he realized what Dean meant.
"Wait...how? How did you know?"
"I could sense it."
Seth started to chuckle, but Dean simply stared at him, a serious look in his eyes. Seth quickly regained a serious face and nodded slowly, like that was a perfectly normal answer to such a question.
Dean broke his poker face with a laugh. "Dude, you don't need to be so serious all the time. I was joking. I saw it when you came in the room. You might not want to wear such skinny pants if you have frequent random boners."
"I don't usually get them in public, it's just that..." Seth trailed off as Dean's eyebrow raised in interest. "It's just that, uh, right before class, I saw this hot chick in the hall bend over to pick up her pen and I totally saw her thong, so..."
"Mmm…I see," Dean said, taking a sip from his coffee.
Seth internally pat himself on the back for managing to come up with a believable story. He had almost let slip that his arousal had been because he had fantasized about Dean. He took a victory sip of his coffee in celebration.
"So you're a voyeur type then?"
Seth's victory sip was interrupted by Dean's question. He coughed and gasped as he regained his breath.
"Excuse me?" he asked, incredulously.
"You're a voyeur. You were aroused from watching, right? Maybe you're an upskirt kind of guy?"
"Uh, that seems like a highly inappropriate thing for a TA to ask his student."
"I'd agree if I asked you this in class, but right now, we're out as friends. Two college guys talking about sex. How is that inappropriate?"
"I guess you're right." Seth lowered his eyes and played with the lid of his coffee. A goofy grin slowly spread across his face.
"What's with the stupid smile?" Dean asked, lowering his head to get a better look.
"You said we're friends. I haven't actually made any friends yet, other than my roommate, I guess. It just...it made me happy to hear you say that."
"Well, we don't know each other very well right now, but I find you interesting, Seth. I hope to see more of you...if you're cool with that, of course."
"Yeah...yeah I'd like that a lot."
Their conversation turned to small talk about family and hometown stories while they finished their drinks. When their cups were empty, Dean stretched and looked at his phone.
"Shit man, it's later than I thought. I have some errands to deal with, so I can drop you off back at your dorm on the way."
The car ride was eerily quiet, given how chatty they'd been earlier. Seth almost felt afraid to talk. Everything had happened so fast after class that he hadn't had time to process what was going on, but now that he had a few minutes to think, he started to wonder...had this been a date? He wasn't sure why it had crossed his mind. He never would have called going out with a friend back at home a date, but something about his time hanging with Dean had felt different...and now that he was being driven back to his dorm... He had expected to be freaked out by these thoughts he was having about another man, but they didn't feel weird at all. They were beginning to feel normal...and they kinda made him feel good.
He opened his mouth to ask Dean point blank, but they turned into the parking area for the dorm and Seth decided to keep that question to himself.
"So I'll see you in class on Wednesday then?" Dean asked as he shifted into park.
Seth nodded and smiled.
"Hey, you wanna share cell numbers? You can text me whenever, if you want to grab a bite or some shit," Dean added.
Seth nodded again and they swapped phones, entering their own number into the other's phone.
"Cool, man. Alright, I gotta get going."
Seth hopped out of the car and waved goodbye as Dean pulled out.
When he walked into his dorm room, Roman wasn't around. Seth figured he was probably still at football practice. Seth flopped down onto his bed and sighed. It had been a good day, despite the embarrassing start. He looked at his phone and smiled. He had his number. Better yet, he didn't even have to ask for it. Dean had been the one to offer…and he said they were friends! Seth couldn't stop his smile from growing. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but he was definitely starting to crush on Dean. He felt crazy since he had only met him a week ago and he only really got to chat with him today. Still, there was just something about him. Seth couldn't get him off his mind.
He was startled when the door suddenly opened and Roman came in. He was still in his sweaty practice gear and his hair was damp.
"Is it seven already?" Seth asked.
"Yeah, man, and I'm starving. Do you want to order a pizza and watch something on Netflix?"
"No, I should really be getting over to the library. I was buried in my thoughts and lost track of time." Yeah, buried in thoughts of Dean.
"Really, man? You've been to the library every night since classes started. You've gotta be ahead of the game already. You can sacrifice one night for some greasy food and Jessica Jones."
"Well…"
Seth bit his lip and looked over to his backpack. He looked back at Roman and was hit with the biggest puppy dog eyes he'd even seen. It wasn't something you'd expect from the big guy. It was impossible to say no to him.
"Okay, fine. But just this time!" Seth replied.
"Awesome! You call in the order and I'm gonna go shower."
The two men had already downed one pizza and two episodes by ten o'clock. Seth felt relaxed and content. He was on top of all his work and readings, so realized that he didn't need to feel guilty about staying in for the night. It was nice to spend some time with Roman and get to know him better. Seth's first impression of him as a meathead jock type was dead wrong. He may have been here on a football scholarship, but like Seth, he was serious about his education. Just maybe not quite as intense about it as Seth.
Everything felt perfect until his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw he had a text from Dean. His bright smile melted into panic as his eyes crossed the screen.
I know that was you in the alley last week.
