Summary: Remy has a single father and has just found out his and his boyfriend's maths teacher is gay. Now they of course have to set the two men in their lives up.
I've just started university again and I have lectures every single day so chapters will take longer to come out - requests are still open though!
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"Good morning freshmen - I have worksheets on the table for you but please don't touch them yet." Remy's maths teacher was marching around the room and giving directions. He didn't care to listen much as life just wasn't interesting when he was separated from his one true love. Yes, Remy was sappy like that. Emile was his one true love - even though there was a period in his life he thought that was impossible.
An important part of Remy's identity, as well as being bisexual, was the fact that he was the product of a single father. He had a few memories of his mother but she left Remy's life quite early due to divorce and moved far away for a new life - so since he was in elementary school it had just been him and a nervous wreck of a father. His father was great though and really supportive of his relationship (which made sense as he was also bisexual).
The teenager was interrupted from his memories by feeling a kiss on his cheek and a giggle. "What are you thinking about sweetie?" God, Emile was so adorable every action made Remy burst into a goofy grin. Emile was dressed in pink and cream as always and had a bag of chocolates hidden in his bag which he then offered to his boyfriend. Remy happily took the food just as the maths teacher finally began the lesson.
"Right." The man clapped his hands and stood in front of his students with a large smile. "Who's ready to learn some pythagorus?"
The question was met with thirty raised eyebrows and some annoyed whispers. Freshmen were a tough crowd to entertain but he continued the lesson anyway. At least this class was quiet so he could get his points across - until he was interrupted.
"Sir?" Emile had his hand raised mid-sentence but he looked excited about something. His boyfriend (the pair of 14 year olds were pretty open about their love for each other) was beside him facepalming into a textbook. "Is that a pride pin?"
... It was still on his suit. He thought he removed it before driving to work at six in the morning but alas, it was there. That's what he gets for attending a gay bar with his best friend Patton. "Um... Yes it is." He said quietly, debating whether to remove it or keep it. It's not that he wasn't happy with his sexuality. He just didn't want to hear the words he heard as a high schooler ever again.
"How do you identify Sir?" Emile chirped again even though Remy was trying to hush him - he probably wanted some peace to sleep rather than learning maths though.
"I'm homosexual - is that all Emile?"
The teenager nodded happily at that and let the teacher continue the class. When the lesson ended all the freshmen ran out to their next classes. Remy and Emile walked together, Remy was holding Emile's hand so they wouldn't run too quick down the corridors. And Emile wouldn't shut up about the new fact he found about their mathematics teacher.
Eventually the pair reached their lockers and brought out textbooks for their next class. Remy interrupted Emile's babbles with a raised eyebrow. "And why do you care so much about Mr Yerkes-Dodson being gay? You're out his league babe."
Emile paused his rambles and looked confused for a second, tapping his fingers against his Spanish textbook. "I guess I just want to see him happy - I want to see everyone happy! Just like if I ever see your Dad enter the world of romance again... Wait..."
"If you think we should set my Dad up with my maths teacher you're mistaken Em-" Remy's speech was interrupted by a peck of a kiss on his lips as he dissolved at Emile's excited giggle. He had the cutest smile when excited and Remy fell in love all over again when he saw it. The dark-wearing teenager couldn't help but kiss his boyfriend again. But then he remembered why his boyfriend was so happy. "I'm not letting you set up my father with Mr Yerkes-Dodson." He said clearly, but he seemed to be ignored. "Seriously, Dad cries if he sees any number bigger than a thousand. I can't imagine him dating a maths teacher."
Emile smirked mischievously and closed his locker, giving Remy another kiss. "There's no harm in trying."
*****
After classes Emile and Remy wondered into Remy's house for an impromptu movie date. But the television seemed occupied by Remy's father snuggled in blankets with hot chocolate and Nightmare Before Christmas on for probably the third binge watch that day. "Hey kids, how was school?"
Remy did a mumble which his father knew indicated it was a decent day and there was nothing to report. All was peaceful until Emile perked up with a smile on his face. "Actually - Remy got in trouble at school today." Virgil turned his head like an owl at that and raised an eyebrow as he could hear Remy rebuttal - but he was interrupted. "It wasn't big. Our maths teacher just wants to see you tomorrow."
"I didn't do anything!" Remy shouted from the kitchen, coffee already around his lips as he liked eating coffee beans. "Emile's just saying that so you'll meet our gay maths teacher."
"To be honest Remy it's better to be safe than sorry with you sometimes." Virgil mumbled after a minute silence as he untangled himself from all of his blankets, examining Emile's smile and giggle as he saw his boyfriend's annoyed face. "What time does this teacher want to see me?"
"Oh, just before classes would do." Emile's smile was so captivating Remy couldn't pretend to be angry for long. He just sighed and admitted this defeat - most likely all that would happen would be a quick explanation from Mr Yerkes-Dodson about the misunderstanding and then they'll shake hands and go their separate ways. It's not like love at first sight actually existed for adults. Only Remy had that with his boyfriend.
*****
It was early in the morning and Virgil had already complained around twenty times to his son about how he never liked getting up early and he thought he left this waking up business when Remy learned to get himself up in the morning. "This reason for the meeting better be good." Virgil yawned as he drove, stretching his arms a little as his son was in the passenger seat next to him on his phone.
"I told you there's no reason for this meeting - you're just on a wild goose chase because Mr Yerkes-Dodson came out yesterday." Remy playfully scowled as his thumbs hit his phone, he was probably texting a freaking out Emile if the coffee addict was telling the truth.
"Still, my anxiety gets the best of me around these things." Soon the two men were at the school and parked just outside, deciding to walk in together as this meeting wouldn't last long either way (since Virgil was still not used to social interaction even though he was thirty six). Remy walked to his maths classroom determined and Virgil followed more focused on planning the day ahead of him until he saw who this Mr Yerkes-Dodson was.
A tall gentleman was sat at the teacher's desk sorting out papers, the calm music of Bach in the background but he was completely focused on decoding some messy handwriting. Remy cleared his throat to get his teacher's attention and he looked up immediately. "Remy? And..." The man paused as soon as he met eyes with Virgil, his cheeks going slightly pink but he just coughed that away as he stood. "Am I right in thinking you're Mr Nocy?"
"Please call me Virgil." Virgil managed to breathe out - he hated that his surname existed and mostly went by Virgil everywhere and in every situation. And now this teacher was close to him... he was revealing a rather large hand which the father knew was the cue for a handshake. "Uh - I think Remy told me you wanted to see me?"
The teacher looked confused at that, turning back to his desk. "Let me just check my schedule..." He hummed, leaning over the desk which only made Virgil more fidgety and his teenage son began to cringe even more. "It doesn't seem I wrote it down. I'm so sorry, how long can you stay for?"
Virgil tried to keep his smile down but was ultimately failing. "As long as you need me..."
"And that is where I leave." Remy eventually managed to spit through his cringe, doing finger guns as he left and running down the corridor to presumably find Emile. So he left his own dear father in a gay panic - Virgil has definitely raised a good son (or they were just very alike).
A hand waved in front of Virgil's face when he realised he should still socialise. "Sorry, you zoned out there." Mr Yerkes-Dodson chuckled quietly - Virgil hadn't felt this way about another person's small actions for a while. "Would you like to look at Remy's latest pop quiz maybe?"
So that's what Virgil did, sitting opposite this very attractive teacher as he went through Remy's latest exam and his points of struggle. He seemed to explain everything perfectly - and he looked perfect while doing it. "I can promise you that Remy's a good student though." The teacher said quietly, giving Virgil an honest smile.
"He's a great kid." Virgil whispered back although he was trapped in the eyes of the man in front of him. "Yeah - he's been so understanding of everything from my divorce when he was little to me coming out when he was in middle school." That one sentence made Logan stand up straight again and clear his throat, stashing away the pieces of paper silently. "Oh, Remy told me you came out to your class yesterday. You know... If you have any questions about figuring any of that out I'll happily help."
Mr Yerkes-Dodson looked confused and even let a short laugh escape as he rolled his eyes. "I think he got the wrong idea with that one. I realised I was gay in high school - freshman year actually. Came out fully the summer before sophomore year." Virgil blinked slowly to decode all that information and his cheeks became pink. He looked so cute, Logan thought... Maybe the teacher should follow his theatre teacher coworker's advice...
"I'm single, are you?" He managed to utter out, and Virgil just nodded with even redder cheeks. Unfortunately that was all the cards the maths teacher had at that moment and the father looked too shocked to speak. But Mr Yerkes-Dodson was smiling like an idiot. "Great. That's useful to know."
"Do you want to do anything with me?"
Yes, this was going perfectly. This teacher might not be alone forever like all his students assumed. "I would actually. Does 6pm at the Chinese takeaway across the street sound good?"
Virgil's cheeks became pink again and he nodded just as the school bell rang for the beginning of classes. For the first time ever the teacher wished he didn't have to teach so he could spend all day with the man in front of him. But Virgil stood and smiled softly. "Should I pick you up or meet you there?" The man uttered out as they walked to the classroom door together. A few seniors were waiting to walk in but were adult enough to not freak out over what was happening.
"I'll meet you there unless you need a ride Virgil." The way the maths teacher said Virgil's name felt so good on his lips, and it felt even better for Virgil to hear it. They were both blushing almost immediately and had to look away from each other's eyes. It already seemed addictive to be together so there was one more thing the teacher should reveal. "And you can call me Logan when we're off school grounds."
The name Logan sounded amazing even though it was a pretty common name - but now it seemed like a name completely unique to the man in front of him. But unfortunately the two had to separate their distance and leave each other for the few hours until they had their date.
*****
Virgil was checking himself in the mirror and cursing himself for not doing laundry earlier that day, but imagining Logan's eyes looking at him so happily made everything worth it. "Wait..." Virgil perked his head up as he heard his son's confused voice. "Who got you smiling like that Dad?"
He actually looked happy, that was a rare sight to see. The father couldn't help but hug his son in that moment. Hopefully now he was a high schooler he wouldn't mind another person coming into the two of their lives right now. Soon Remy would be moving out and being an adult himself - God Virgil was old.
"It's... A very nice man. He's super sweet." Remy wiggled his eyebrows at that, treating his father like one of his high school friends probably because Virgil felt like a giddy high schooler himself. "We're going to the Chinese takeaway around Sanders Avenue."
Remy sat beside his father and gave a smirk as he drank his coffee. "And when will you be back?"
The older man paused at that - trying to remember anything that Logan said that didn't involve a glance at the lips that made Virgil swoon. But he couldn't remember any time mentioned. "I don't know. You can buy yourself Dominos for dinner."
"Oooh Daddy's getting it on!" Remy cheered and gave his father another hug, laughing to himself. "You've gotta tell me who this guy is! Or is it a stranger kinda deal?"
"He's not a stranger kiddo." Virgil laughed back, squishing his son's cheek just because he was close by now. The teen looked so happy for his father but the father knew enough to know that smile will disappear as soon as Remy finds out this date is with his teacher. Still, this was an almost-adult he was talking to. He had a right to know. "It's actually a date with someone you know pretty well." Remy raised an eyebrow. "It's actually Mr Yerkes-Dodson..."
"No way."
"Yes, I understand if that's a shock of course but he seems really sweet and I promise nothing non-PG will happen tonight..."
Remy rushed upstairs before his father could finish his sentence, giggling and his footsteps were almost bursting through the ceiling. Virgil didn't know if his son was excited or panicked beyond belief. "Everything alright Rem?" Virgil shouted up the stairs, only to hear a shout in return from his son at the other side of the house.
"EMILE IS GOING TO FREAK OUT!"
Virgil giggled, brushing through the last few stray hairs before grabbing the house and car keys and stuffing them in his pocket. This man may be the love of his life or just a stepping stone into dating and a new friend but Virgil will be happy either way. He had an amazing son he was so proud of. "I'm going now!" The father called into the house - hearing the footsteps stop for a moment before Remy appeared again and give a final hug.
"Have fun Dad." He said softly, gazing up at the man he was hugging with the same eyes he had as an adorable baby Virgil saw when he started this purpose in his life. "Don't have too much fun though. I don't want to see Mr Yerkes-Dodson struggle to sit tomorrow morning."
"We'll take it slow for you kiddo, don't worry." Virgil stroked his son's hair and smiled. Nothing will replace the love he had for his son - only add to it.