AU: I'm a teacher and so are you but my students are hardcore shipping us
Characters: Lottie and Stiles
"You know I keep finding Miss Kite + Mr Stilinski written in hearts on all the desks in my room?" It was lunch time and I was perched on top of a desk in the Staff Room munching down on a sandwich as I talked to my co-worked Stiles or Mr Stilinski if you were one of the kids. I taught History and he taught English literature (Mainly Beowulf for some strange reason), despite the differences in subject area our students seemed intent on match making us together. It was an odd situation to be in, but I couldn't fault them for their choice in men.
"Yeah? Same...we really need to talk to the kids..." He sighed, but I kind of disagreed. It was sort of funny to watch the kids get slightly obsessive over their teachers getting together. I'm sure if I looked there would be a tumblr blog dedicated to it...which would be both terrifying and amazing all at the same time like riding a bear into battle.
"Aww, but it's kind of adorable...admit it, you enjoy being shipped with me..." I smiled down at him or was it up...while I was perched on a desk, Stilinski was still taller than me from where he leant against a cabinet. It was really annoying actually, I kept having to ask him to get some of the text books off a shelf...i'm pretty sure my students were putting them there on purpose.
"It has it's perks, yeah, but they get easily distracted every time they see us talk..." He was resisting the urge to smile I could see it, but he made a very good point. They spent more time focused on our relationship or lack thereof then they did on their studies and it was becoming increasingly worrying.
"That's true I was talking about the Russian Revolution the other day when you walked in immediately no work is getting done..." I wasn't sure if they were waiting for one of us to sweep the other of their feet or if they were just genuinely curious, but it was becoming a bit of an obsession for them.
"Maybe...if we just made it happen they'd calm down?" Stiles rubbed the back of his neck, it was a nervous habit of his I had found and he seemed to get increasingly nervous as he broached the topic.
"What? Like if we actually started dating?" I was probably blushing quite heavily, of course i'd thought about dating him. How could I not when my students were pushing it in my face at every available opportunity! For God sake one of them had left a folder of pictures of him on my computer the other day...many of which were of him swimming in the school pool...mmm...it was definitely something I had thought about.
"I mean...only if you want..." He coughed getting ready to leave, probably assuming the worst as Stiles was wont to do and had been since i'd met him a good year a go.
"Dinner after school finishes? I have no marking to do today..." My call stopped him as he reached for the door handle back into the corridor and he turned to look at me, looking very much like a deer caught in headlights.
"Okay...sure...yeah, i'll swing by your class room at the end of the day" I couldn't help, but find his eagerness endearing...obviously I wasn't the only one who had been thinking about this.
"Stiles, your classroom is literally across from mine..."
"Right...well i'm going to go...and teach my class like I get paid to do.." I watched him scurry out of the room and i'm sure there was a victory dance on the other side of that door. My only thought was that the students were probably going to throw a parade.