Hi readers this is my second ever chappie :O anyways… I hope you enjoy it! Also someone asked when this was set and so: I have absolutely no idea, whenever professor Layton is set I guess, whenever that may be. But also just to clear up, this story is not all fluff, so don't worry, and if you don't like the idea of reading about the things men get up to together, then this story is not for you.
Okay, glad that's over with, on to the story!
I do not own anything to do with professor Layton.
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Chapter 2: awkward turtle
The professor was in his office (as was usual) pondering a puzzle. The previous night's dream had made him confused, and not to mention, eager to avoid Clive, but that was pretty much impossible considering they lived in the same house. There was going to be a lot of awkwardness or, 'awkward turtle' as the kids would say, but Hershel was just going to have to get over it.
"good morning professor" , Clive greeted Hershel in the same way as most mornings, when the professor was busy.
"oh, hello dear boy. And how are you this fine morning? ", the professor tried to seem normal to Clive, and it seemed to be working.
"I'm fine thanks. Is Luke out of bed yet? Flora is making us all breakfast. ", the young man replied. Such a handsome young man… "Oh", the professor said as he almost spilled his tea on his work. There was that odd feeling again! " professor are you alright? What's the matter? ", Clive asked.
"yes… I'm quite alright. Thank you. ", Hershel answered, he was going to have to control his emotions!
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Over breakfast Hershel found himself continuously glancing, and often staring at Clive as he ate his eggs and bacon. in fact, Hershel spent the better part of the whole day watching Clive. The odd thing was, Clive seemed to be watching back, did he have these feelings too? No, that couldn't be true, it really was just wishful thinking on the professors part. The rest of the day passed without incidence.
"okay Luke my boy, time for bed.", the professor said.
"aww! But Professor! Please? ", Luke complained.
"now Luke, a gentleman needs his sleep, and doesn't cause a fuss does he? ", the professor enforced the rules.
"of course not, sorry professor." , Luke quietly spoke with his head hung dejectedly. He began to make his way up to his bedroom. The professor got up to tuck Luke in, but a hand pushed him back by his chest. " I can do that professor, it really isn't a problem." , Clive said. "sit back down and relax" , he continued. Clive really was quite the young gentleman, if a little bit full of himself. Hershel sat back down and picked up his cup of tea whilst Clive made his way upstairs to Luke. The professor felt compelled to watch Clive go up the stairs, his behind making a twisting motion as he went up the steps. Hershel wanted Clive, and he could no longer deny it.
When Clive came back downstairs the two men chatted light-heartedly, but could there be more to this friendship? Hershel secretly hoped there was, but he only admitted it to himself. He thought this kind of desire was wrong, but he was sure he would get over it, after all, was age and gender really that important?
Thanks for reading my lovelies! Hope you enjoyed the second instalment! Please review, they make Layton feel more confident in his feelings ;) and I would also greatly appreciate them
Until next time, Goldeneyes'1640 xxx