"Eat." Hisoki says calmly. He didn't really know what to say. He didn't see them as children, he rarely saw him as his own students. They were practically his friends, that he just so happened to be teaching them English. He places the two pizzas down, stacking them on the table. "Pepperoni and Cheese.-" "Hell no, I am not eating your food." Harley voiced, standing up from the table. Wow, even drunk he hates Hisoki.
The professor frowned, watching as the boy stumbled over to the door. As he grabbed it, Hisoki decided to be nice. "I didn't poison it, promise. I am just trying to help." He says nicely. The boy scoffs, turning around to look at him. "Fuck you and your help!" He walks up at Hisoki, pointing a finger at his chest. "You are just trying to get me onto your good side, you think that I'm some fucking innocent child like the rest of these idiots, but I'M NOT." He huffed. Wafi stood up, his chair sliding behind him. "Harley, just shut up and eat." He muttered, looking over at the boy. "Your parents and school would freak out if they knew their child just drank alcohol." Wafi bargained. Hisoki, not wanting to deal with any of this, steps out of the room. He has a three bedroom apartment, and though all the beds were made, he knew that the kids wouldn't want to stay in the same bed.
Well, not all of them.
Hisoki walks into one room, crouching down to look into a drawer. He grabs a pair of boxers and a tee shirt, before shutting the door and heading back out. By the time he had grabbed blankets and pillows, all the boys had moved from the kitchen to the living room, squished on his couch watching Spongebob Squarepants. Hisoki smiled lightly, placing down all of the covers. "How did you guys get in here?" He asked, gaining their attention. Yoshi smiled at him. "Mago said we could." Hisoki looked at Mago, who shrugged.
"Mago doesn't live here, now does he?" Hisoki asks, tilting his head towards the tan boy. Mago rolled his eyes. "I practically did." Now it was Hisoki's turn to roll his eyes. He tosses Mago's boxers and shirt towards him. "Here, you should still wear the same size as you used to.." He said simply. He could feel Yoshi's eyes switching between him and Mago. "Wait- you two-"
"Hush! I'm watching Patrick!" Wafi yelled, hitting Yoshi. Hisoki smiled lightly, scanning each of the boys, even Harley seemed suddenly interested in the kids show. Hisoki knew that the boy wasn't as mean and rude as he actually was, the boy could be sweet. It was definitely covered by the remarks he makes, but still. On rare occasions, Harley could be the sweetest out of all of them.
Hisoki had gotten the blankets for whoever had to sleep on the couch. He lived on the third floor, and even though it was October, it was still a little warm. They wouldn't need that much comfort. "I'm still curious," Mago starts, turning his head to look at Baker, who was still very focused on the television. "How did you get that hickey?" He asks, seemingly out of the blue.
Hisoki doesn't ask, instead organizing the different pillows and blankets. Some were made as throws, others for beds. Besides, he needed to get more covers for the bedroom. He grabbed a pillow, setting it on the side. Baker shifts uncomfortably. "Uh…. you already know how." He mumbled shyly. Mago nudges him slightly, testing the limits of the tightness with everyone on the seats. "Come on, it can't be that bad." Mago shrugged. Hisoki eyed the boy for a second, before grabbing a blanket. He wasn't going to step into the conversation, at least not yet.
"Seriously though, I'm shocked that Harley even went into the closet with you, especially to do whatever you two were doing." Wafi disregarded, his voice calm and stable. Hisoki went over to the second set of covers. He knew at least two of them would be ok sleeping in the same bed, so he assumed that they wouldn't argue over beds. "Ask Harley, not me." Baker mumbled, sitting back and grabbing his phone. These kids were definitely pries when they were drunk.
Hisoki lifts up the leftover blankets. "Ok, so we have three bedrooms and a couch. Partner up, ok?" He said calmly. Everyone looked at each other. "I will sleep on the couch." Harley declared as everyone started chattering. Hisoki softly nodded. Baker didn't seem to be paying attention, spacing out while looking at his black screen. Cute. "I'm gonna go with Kai. Wafi is going to sleep with Mago." Yoshi explained, Hisoki nodded his head with a soft smile.
He looked over at Baker, who still was out of it. He smiled softly, crouching in front of the blond boy. "Baker.." He said sweetly, gaining the boy's attention. But he still seemed distant, as if his brain was somewhere else. "Would you like to sleep with me?"
Baker's eyes widened as he looked at Hisoki, who had a warm smile on his face. "Wait, what?!" Yoshi said. Hisoki calmly turned to him. "Wait no! I wanna sleep with you!" Wafi said next, crossing his arms. Why would they want to sleep with him? They seemed to want to pair up with each other. "Guys, he's not talking about sex. He's talking about actual sleeping." Mago explained, his tone bored. He could feel Baker's sigh of relief on his cheek.
Wait…. Did his students want to have sex with him?
You can't go near them, you will hurt them. They will hurt you.
Before he could even understand the question or answer Baker had answered his question. "O-oh." He mumbled shyly. Hisoki turned his attention back to the boy, nodding. "Ok, then. Come on, everyone. Let's get to bed."
He stood up, taking a step back from Baker. "My room is the last door." He explained, before walking off. He walked into his room, taking off his shirt and changing into small pjs. He only wore a shirt when there was a guest, which there was. He took off his pants, sitting down on the bed. He sighed, rubbing a hand down his face.
He had called the pharmacy as soon as he noticed his pills were gone. But he couldn't get any more for the rest of the month. The pharmacist called it "Safety measures to protect you from overdosing," Even though Hisoki had explained to her the situation, she wouldn't believe it. He had never tested what would happen if he went without pills for even a day, he never wanted to know what could happen.
Baker waddled in, his head down. However, even though he couldn't see his face, he could see the slight red tint. Hisoki smiled brightly at the boy. "Ready to go to bed?" He asked, adjusting himself in the bed. Baker nodded softly. He went to the other side, climbing into the soft bed. Baker didn't face in, instead facing the other way. Hisoki had an urge to hold him by the waist, and cuddle the boy, but he wouldn't dare. Why would he want to make someone uncomfortable?
No more words were said as Hisoki turned off the light, laying back down and getting more comfortable. Hisoki was tired from the long day of people yelling at him, including himself. He sides, slowly the world darkening around him as he drifts to sleep.
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Hisoki woke up and instantly noticed two things. One; he remembered what happened last night. And two, he felt two arms around him. Did something- oh Baker. Hisoki, trying to not wake the younger, slowly scooted away from him, stepping off the couch. Baker wasn't short, nor was he small. At least in the sense of Yoshi. He seemed like a friendly giant though Hisoki was on the shorter side.
The teacher leisurely opened the door, stepping out. No one was awake, which gave Hisoki enough time to make coffee and breakfast. He knew they were all going to have a killer headache. He stepped into the main area, turning left and walking into the kitchen. However, right before, he glanced at Harley. His pale skin looking flushed red from sleep, slight bags under his eyes. His tawny shaded hair made him look fragile, almost breakable. Why hasn't he ever seen this Harley? Where was the boy hiding it? Hisoki sighed, peeling his eyes away from Harley and into the kitchen. He leaned down, looking into the fridge.
On a Saturday morning, where he had to feed six children, why now did he barely have anything to eat?
In his defense, he didn't plan- nor want, those said children getting drunk. He sighed, grabbing milk. He reached on top of the fridge, gathering the different flavors of cereal he had. He knew he was good at one thing though. He grabbed different assorted fruits from the fridge, reaching under the sink to grab his blender. He hasn't made a smoothie in a while, but he knew that he was talented in that field.
He heard slight movement from behind him, and quickly glanced to make sure everything was ok. Harley was up, staring at him from his spot on the couch. Hisoki calmly nodded to him, before going back to his smoothie. "Good morning, Harley. Your head must be hurting-"
"I know your secret."