The two not-yet boyfriends chatted for a while longer, enjoying each others company before getting up and walking towards the locker rooms.

“Kei?” Artemis asked, “The student’s locker rooms are locked. If you want you can come with me for now, I don’t really want you to join those rumbustious idiots you call classmates. But don’t think that you have to. I’m only worried.”

Kei laughed.

“As a teacher, are you sure you should talk that way about your students?” he asked.

“Eh” Artemis shrugged, “They don’t care either way. And anyway, I’m the coolest teacher ever. It even was in last years annual. And I made place three on the ‘attractiveness evaluation’.”

The student smirked. “You realize it was the roundup of the different beauty scales like prettiest eyes, shiniest hair, fairest skin and so on? Everyone else on that list was female, Mr I’m very male.”

Artemis rolled his eyes, slightly shoving the smaller boy with his shoulder. “Shut up, smartypants. As if you’re any better.”

“I am.” he said, quickly walking over to his locker, taking out his track suit and trainers.

“Wait here a minute, I have to unlock the students locker rooms first.” Young sighed, “Because of all the accidents in there in the last few weeks, the principal decided to keep them locked for now.”

Kei snorted. “Yeah, I kinda understand why you wouldn’t want me to change with them, especially after the red paint accident.”

A few minutes later, Artemis guided Kei into the teachers changing room. It was way smaller, but was connected to a small bathroom with three shower stalls and two toilets on the other side.

“You can put your stuff over there” Young said, pointing towards a corner to the right.

When Artemis sat down next to him, Kei only started realizing how small the room really was.

Oh god. They’d have to get practically naked in a few seconds. He subtly glanced at Young, noting the lean muscles stretching over his body.

If it’s already that bad for Kei, he can’t imagine how Young is feeling. Whatever. It had to happen sooner or later, right? Kei took a deep breath, preparing his clothes. The sooner he starts, the sooner he’ll finish, right?

Kei quickly grabbed his pullover, hastily pulling it off before slipping on a t-shirt. He carefully removed his shoes, stuffing the socks in afterwards. He really doesn’t like wearing the same socks after exercising.

He shoved down his trousers when he heard a small squeak from next to him. Looking at Young Kei couldn’t help but smile. The man decided to start with his trousers, already wearing shorter pants and gym shoes before pulling off his shirt. Kei decided that he rather liked Young’s abs.

The man seemed to be trying to focus on anything but Kei, or rather his… legs? He was failing miserably, glancing at him every few seconds with red cheeks and widened eyes.

Kei didn’t really understand what was so special about him, okay, so maybe his privates were a little bigger than normal for his size but he was still pretty average. Anyways, he decided to go with it. He rather liked Youngs flushed cheeks as well.

“Like what you see?” Kei asked, shifting his body into a pose he once saw in a magazine.

Young’s cheeks flushed even harder, the flush also spreading to his ears and across the top part of his chest. Kei found that he really liked it, especially the pink nipples. He really wanted to touch them…

“Shut up” Young mumbled, finally turning away.

Kei grabbed his pants, pulling them on before slipping on his trainers. He sat down on the bench again, noting how quiet and flushed Young was.

“Hey” Kei said, standing up and leaning towards his teacher. He heard Artemis mumble something, continuing preparing for class, slightly hurrying this time. He put his hands on the mans shoulders, stepping even closer. “What.” Artemis mumbled.

Kei slightly hesitated before pulling the man into a hug. He could feel the man stiffening before melting into his embrace a few seconds later.

“I’m sorry” Kei heard alongside quiet sniffling.

“Hey. Are you alright? Wait, are you crying?” Kei asked, drawing back slightly and lifting the man’s head. His eyes were glassy and slightly red, as well as his nose. To Kei he was simply adorable.

“No” the man mumbled, cuddling back into the embrace. As embarrassing as this was, he really didn’t want to let go.

“It’s alright to cry, you know” Kei said, slowly stroking Young’s back with one hand and his hair with the other one. “Even though I don’t understand why you would cry now.”

Young sighed. “It’s embarrassing…”

“How is it embarrassing?” Kei asked, slowly rubbing the man’s still naked back. The skin there was surprisingly soft.

“I shouldn’t be so attracted to you. You are so much younger than me. Argh, I just can’t help it, okay? I’m sorry.”

Kei smiled. “Well, I’m not. I’m glad you are attracted to me since I rather like you as well. And I’m already fully grown, emancipated and the age of consent is, in our country at least, sixteen. There is no reason why you shouldn’t want me.”

“I’m your teacher.” Young groaned, “And don’t tell me that doesn’t count just because I can’t teach you anything anyways. It’s inappropriate.”

Sighing, Kei thought about how to convince the man. “What if we don’t do anything more than cuddling and maybe kissing? Only in private, of course.”

“It’s not like I can withstand you anyways” Young mumbled, subtly breathing in Kei’s scent. Kei smelled like flowers, soil, old books and… cat? Maybe he had a pet? He would love to know.

“Same for me. Let’s just keep it low-key until you aren’t my teacher any longer, okay? We can still hang out in private, no one will know, I promise.” And if they should somehow realize what is going on he could just get someone to erase their memories. No biggie. But Young didn’t have to know that.

Suddenly Kei heard steps approaching the locker room. He handed Young his shirt and tied back a part of his hair. The door opened and the coach entered.

“Young! Reeves! Whatcha doin’? Didn’t want our little bunny to get exposed to all the jocks over there?” The man ruffled Kei’s hair, putting down his sports bag. “I get it, probably would’ve done the same if I were you.”

Kei exhaled. Sometimes being small and delicate looking wasn’t so bad. “Well, I for one am not suicidal. So, thanks teach, coach, for putting up with me.”

The coach shrugged. “Nah, no problem. Especially after last time, right, Young?”

Young hummed affirmatively. “At least we weren’t the ones that had to clean it, I guess.”

“Well, I had to clean myself, you know. It was a pain in the ass to get that stupid paint out of my hair. And those clothes were ruined.” Kei grumbled, glaring at the coach.

“Hey, hey. It’s alright, you’ll be gettin’ teachers pet privileges from now on, right Young?” Coach grinned, jokingly wrapping an arm around Kei’s back. “Anyways, better get going. See ya losers.”

With that the man grabbed a small bag and left the room, leaving behind an amused Kei and a constipated looking Young. “Everything alright?” Kei asked, putting away his discarded clothes properly. “I’m fine.” he grumbled, glaring at the door.

“Oh, come on, don’t tell me you’re jealous?” Kei joked, nudging his shoulder softly.

“’m not. Let’s go.” he said, obviously forcing himself to smile.

Kei stared. “Oh my god, you are! You are jealous of him! You know that’s stupid, right? He’s just some random idiot teacher, more like a cool uncle to be honest. Come on, smile! I’m utterly and totally completely devoted to you and only you, my dear Sir” he laughed.

Young smiled. “Okay, I get it. I’m an idiot. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright” Kei said, leaning up to softly peck his cheek. “Now, come on, it’s time to beat some jocks’ asses!”