𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 | 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑮.

Chapter 14 | Blame Ovulation

At exactly 7 p.m., a sleek black BMW pulls up to the curb in front of your building. Mr. Gojo sits behind the wheel, his eyes locked on the sight of you standing outside. He lets out a soft whistle as he steps out of the car, making his way towards you. "Damn, you look beautiful."

Oh, here we go...

You roll your eyes, but deep down, you feel your heart flutter a bit for some reason. "Yeah, yeah..."

He grins at your response, amused by your nonchalant attitude even though he can see you getting a little flustered. He reaches you and takes in the full view of you, his eyes roaming over your outfit and your hair. He can't hide the look of appreciation in his eyes. 

"Seriously, you look so stunning," He comments, looking down at you. He leans in closer, whispering in your ear. "But I have to say, it'll look even better on the floor later..."

You can feel your face getting hot from his comment. How can he say such things so easily without a care in the world?!

You quickly step back and away from his close proximity. "You said this is an innocent date! Don't start!"

He lets out a chuckle. "Aw, come on, Teach, I'm just teasing," He says as he reaches out and grabs your chin lightly, tilting your face up so you're looking directly at him. "I'll be a perfect gentleman tonight, I swear."

He leans in and gives you a quick kiss, catching you off guard by his casualness, as if kissing you is something he does all the time.

You stand there, stunned and frozen at the audacity of him kissing you so casually and for him kissing your freshly lip glossed lips. I just put on lip gloss, and he just ruined it! Ugh men!

You huff in annoyance as you turn and walk to his car, well, stomp to his car. He chuckles softly, watching as you get in and close the door. He walks over to the driver's side and opens the door. "Ah, don't be mad, Teach," He teases as he gets in the driver's seat next to you. "You still look beautiful."

You side-eye him, still upset as you cross your arms. "I just put on my lip gloss like 2 minutes ago, and you just had to ruin it!"

His smirk widens even further as you complain about him ruining your lip gloss. He knows you're annoyed by the fact that he's ruined it so quickly, but he can't help but find your slight tantrum absolutely adorable.

He lets out a soft chuckle as he starts the car, the engine purring to life beneath them. "Sorry, sorry. But in my defense, you just looked too damn kissable."

You scoff at his reason, an absolute bullshit reason. You glance over at him, irritation still all over your face as you look at his lips and see some of your lip gloss on them.

Lip gloss stealer...

You look out the window with a quiet huff. When he notices you looking at his lips and seeing some of your lip gloss on his lips that transferred when he kissed you, he smirks at the fact that he stole some of your lip gloss with that kiss, and he's proud of it.

As he drives, he glances over at you, admiring your profile in the soft moonlight as you look out the window. He's still amused by how pouty you are about the ruined lip gloss, but he's too preoccupied with the way you look right now to tease you about it.

He reaches out and puts his hand on your thigh, his touch tender.

You look at his hand on your thigh, then at him. "What are you doing?" You ask as you glare at him.

Mr. Gojo grins as you glare at him, his hand staying on your thigh. He gives your thigh a slight squeeze, his tone soft yet cocky. "What, am I not allowed to touch my date, Teach?"