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The next few days past by fairly quickly, even if nothing much had happened during them, although Jamie had thankfully made a few friends at the school and Dan had started his new job at the ‘Heaven-Tea’ café. It wasn’t his first choice of job, but they needed the income, and he really needed something to do with his spare time whilst Jamie was at school. After a half an hour’s training session on how to operate the various coffee machine’s he was left on his own to serve the few customers who had wandered in, all of them dripping wet from the heavy rain coming down outside.

Dan filled each of their orders, thanking a higher power that no one ordered anything more complicated than a flavoured latte. For half seven in the morning though, things seemed fairly quiet, though he expected that things would pick up around half eight once Jamie left for school. At the moment he was currently sat at one of the tables with a bottle of water going over the days homework, having said that he didn’t have any the night before.

“How’d do you spell hierarchy?” Jamie called over

“Umm…” Dan began, as a new customer walked through the door, making Dan forget what he was saying

“Hierarchy, dad how do you spell it” Jamie asked again.

“H-i-e-r…” he began, thinking through each letter, because really it was a terrible word to have to spell

“It’s h-i-e-r-a-r-c-h-y” the gentleman said, saving Dan from embarrassing himself any further. “And Jamie, is that today’s homework?” the man asked

“Yes, sir, but at least it’s getting done before class” Jamie replied “Dad, this is my history teacher and tutor, Mr Skrtel, sir this is my dad, who really needs to put his eyes back in their sockets” Jamie said, introducing the two of them, clearly embarrassed.

“Thanks for that, I honestly have no idea how to spell hierarchy” he said, shaking hands with his son’s history teacher.

“Want to know a secret” the other replied, bringing the two of them closer as he did so “Neither do I. That was just me guessing” he said, before stepping back, with one of the cutest smiles Dan had seen across his face. “And you may call me Martin”

“Very well, Martin, my name is Dan by the way” he replied, taking his place back behind the counter “what can I get for you?”

“A bottle of diet coke, a sausage and egg sandwich to take away, and an espresso to drink in” he asked, taking the money from his wallet

“An espresso, really” Dan asked as he processed the order, and started the coffee machine whilst the till loaded.

“You’re not a teacher, trust me it’s needed” Martin explained, Jamie nodded in agreement

“It’s only been a week of term, how bad can it be?” Dan asked, placing the items on the tray

“You want to tell him, or shall I?” Martin asked, looking around at Jamie who had since finished his homework

“Tell me what, what happened?” Dan asked, getting slightly concerned now as Martin handed him the £10 note, and he gave the three pound fifty change back

“Oh nothing, just that the senior year group decided it would be a good idea to start a new game called ‘drill’” Martin started to explain, slowly sipping his espresso. “The idea being that whenever they have a class where there’s any risk of fire, so science or cookery, are particular risks, they see how far they can go before setting the fire alarm off. We had four in three days” he explained, exasperated “Five students have been suspended, and as you said it’s only been a week”

“Whoa…” Dan said at a loss for words, he knew the school wasn’t brilliant, but he also didn’t expect anything like that either

“Needless to say, the Headmistress has already made an announcement, and anyone involved will be severely punished, etc. etc.” Martin said, drinking the last of his coffee in one go

“They’ll probably just find another way to entertain themselves though” Jamie added, as he packed his books back into his bag

“True” Martin agreed with him “Let’s just hope though, that whatever it is, it’s safer”

“Agreed” Dan said “You two are going to be late if you hang around any longer”

“You go ahead, Jamie” Martin said “I’m sure you don’t want to be seen walking to school with your teacher”

“Alright, cheers! See you later, dad” Jamie said, with a small wave as he walked out of the door

“Aren’t you worried about being late?” Dan asked, taking the small cup over to the sink

“Don’t worry, there’s another forty minutes before registration. I’m sure Jamie will be OK with getting a little extra time with his friends anyhow” Martin said, choosing to lean against the counter

“What about staff meetings, surely you need to get to one?”

“Oh, those, no they only take place on Thursdays, so really I’m good” Martin answered, showing off that smile again.

“Well, in that case how about another coffee?” Dan offered “It definitely sounds as though you could use it”

“Between our school’s students and the Uni students partying in the street until three this morning, I couldn’t agree with you more”

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Over the next couple of weeks, Dan found himself coming up with any excuse he could to see Martin again. He would often give him the wrong change, so that Martin would have to come back into the café to have it sorted out. It became sort of a routine that Martin would come in at the end of the school day, just when Dan’s shift was finishing and Jamie was at a study group or after school club.

“Espresso, double, please” Martin said, reaching the till

“That bad, huh” Dan asked, as he prepared the coffee, and grabbed a muffin from the case “It’s on the house” he said, when he noticed the slight confusion on Martin’s face

“I need to have bad days more often, if this is the result”

“The seniors again” Dan asked. So far they’d nearly burned the school to the ground, flooded the changing rooms, let loose a group of dogs and spend one day acting as though they were pre-school children

“They built a barricade” Martin explained, taking a sip of his coffee

“Where” Dan asked

“The maths block” Martin answered, deciding to tear his muffin in two “Here, have half” he offered

“Thanks” he replied, accepting the offer. He could always put the money in the till later if his manager found out, than again the guy gave away so much free stuff it was a wonder the place hadn’t gone out of business.

“They decided it was the most defendable part of the school, and that therefore the best place to hold protests. They’re demanding a more lenient dress-code and longer lunches – negotiations are still ongoing” Martine explained, finishing his coffee

“Holy fuck” Dan swore “Back in Newcastle, I heard about one school that held a ‘sing day’”

Martin looked around the café before replying “Just checking there aren’t any students from the school” he explained “What exactly is a sing-day?”

“The entire school went a whole day singing instead of speaking. So answering questions and registration in song” Dan explained.

“Honestly, I prefer it if they did that – even if most of them can’t sing” Martin replied, smiling. Dan returned the smile.

The two of them spent the next hour and a half chatting as Dan finished his shift and closed the café up. It was just past six by the time they headed outside, the rain coming down hard as usual in October.

“I’ll see you soon” Martin said, giving Dan’s arm a squeeze

“Yeah, see you soon” Dan returned, offering Martin a small smile and squeeze on the arm in turn, before the two of them walked home in opposite directions.

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Dan spend the weekend taking Jamie to see a football match over in Cardiff, it had been a bit of a trip over on the trains. The two of them were exhausted come Monday morning when Jamie had to go back to school, and Dan to work, but it had been worth it. Cardiff had managed to beat Reading 3-2 courtesy of a Reading sending off and a penalty in the dying few moments when the scores were still level.

“Can’t I just stay home today” Jamie asked, as the two of them left the house

“Sorry, no. You’ll be fine” Dan said, locking the door behind them.  “We both will” he added

“Yeah, so long as I don’t fall asleep in front of Mrs Ferguson” Jamie said, half seriously “You swear the woman has no idea what’s going on, and as soon as you step out of line, she starts yelling”

“And so long as I don’t fall asleep and spill tea all over the floor” Dan added

They walked together until the petrol station by the roundabout “Right, be good and don’t fall asleep” Dan said, looking to make sure the traffic wasn’t too bad before Jamie crossed

“Same goes for you” Jamie said, smiling as he turned to cross the road Dan watching to make sure he got over safely before he headed the other way to work.

*******

By half-three on the Friday, the place was empty, so Dan decided to start clearing up slightly early to save some time later. It had been busier earlier in the day, with three of them struggling to get through a party of tourists that had come in, and so far none of them had been able to work out why anybody would want to visit Bristol on their holidays. At the moment though, it was just him and Jordan in the place, collecting coffee mugs and wiping the tables down.

“I’m going to do it tonight” Jordan announced, he had spent the last week telling Dan how he was planning on proposing to his long-time boyfriend, Lucas, just as soon as he worked up the courage to do so

“Congrats man” Dan said, giving him a pat on the back of the shoulder as he walked passed. He had met Lucas once, and could see how good the two of them were together, and it was all together sweet how Jordan referred to him as ‘sunshine’.  They carried on talking as they worked, until they were interrupted by the sound of Dan’s phone ringing.

“Hello” he said, not recognising the number on the screen

“Dan, it’s Martin” came the reply, causing Dan to wander about what was going on “Jamie’s fine, but he got into a fight at school today, so you’re going to have to come and see me about it” Martin explained

“Right, OK” Dan replied, in shock “Umm… well Jamie has a sleep-over tonight, I should probably tell him to stay home now, but I want to hear what happened first” he said

“OK, well I’ll be in my class room, just sign in at reception first and someone will show you where it is” Martin told him

“Right, I’ll be there as soon as I can” Dan said, hanging up the phone

“Everything OK” Jordan asked, as Dan placed the phone back in his pocket

“Jamie got into a fight at school today, so now I have to go and have a talk with his tutor” he explained

“The bold guy, with all the tattoos?” asked Jordan

“Yeah” Dan replied, somewhat fondly

“I don’t know, the guy sort of scares me, doesn’t he ever smile”              

“All the time, and it’s adorable” Dan said, quickly covering his mouth, slightly embarrassed by what he had just said.

“I may be sick” Jordan said, smiling all the same

“Says the guy who came in here gushing over his boyfriend this morning ‘oh Lucas is so perfect’, ‘you’ll never guess what Lucas got me for our anniversary…” Dan began, counting off on his hand as he did so

“Alright, point taken. You go over to the school, sleeping beauty in the back and I will manage here” Jordan offered, giving Dan leave to grab his things from his tiny locker in the backroom and head over to the school.

****

“Please, have a seat” Martin said, standing up from his desk as Daniel walked into the room. The class room was large enough to hold about thirty students, with historical posters covering the walls and a notice board at the back of the room. The old TV in the corner was showing one of the previous season’s Liverpool matches, though it was hard to tell, because the quality of the picture was so poor, and the sound was turned off. Instead Martin was using the radio on his phone for background noise, at the moment the station was playing a few of Elvis’ classics. Dan chose a seat at the front of the room, whilst Martin lent against his desk. “I’d offer you a drink, but the kettle is back in the office”

“That’s OK” Dan said “Just please, tell me what happened” he asked

“I came back in here at the end of lunch to find that Jamie, and Ryan – whose parents I will be speaking to tomorrow – trying to tackle one another to the ground” Martin explained, arms folded across his chest

“Do you know what the fight was about?” Dan asked, getting up from his chair, so that he could lean against the table instead.

“I’m afraid not. Ryan’s not even in this form, technically he shouldn’t have been in here, but most of us let them come and go so long as they behave themselves” Martin replied with a sigh “When I talked with the two of them afterwards, they just said it was over a game, but I don’t really believe that” he added

“No, it’s definitely more serious” Dan agreed, nodding his head “I’ll have a word with Jamie tomorrow when I pick him up. What happens here now?”

“The two of them have a head of year detention on Thursday, and they’ll have to write an explanation and apology for their behaviour” Martin answered

“OK” Dan replied “Is there anything else?”

“Just one thing”  Martin replied, taking a step towards Daniel, and pulling the two of them together so there was hardly any space between them. “This” he said closing the gap between the two of them and kissing Dan full on the mouth.

They stood there kissing, hot and heavy for a few moments before Dan pulled away struggling for breath “Whoa” he breathed, forehead resting against Martin’s

“Yeah, kind of wanted to do that for a while” Martin admitted, a huge smile across his face

“Same here” Dan admitted, before kissing Martin again. This time the kiss was slower than before, but just as desperate. Dan eventually managed to move them so that they were stood against Martin’s desk. After a few moments though, Martin turned them around and pressed Dan against the desk until he was sitting on it, as Martin moved to kiss down his neck instead, causing Dan to look up at the tiled ceiling and fluorescent lights

“We should…” Martin began, pulling away much to both of their disappointment

“Yeah” Dan agreed

****

The walk back over to his house felt far too long, even the two of them were practically running by the time they reached the right street. After another minute or so, Dan managed to unlock the front door, having nearly dropped his keys a couple of times in the process.

“Sorry about the mess” he said, as he closed the door behind the, the pair of them quickly kicking off their shoes

“Doesn’t matter” Martin replied, pushing Dan up against the wall. Dan wrapped his arms around the back of Martin’s neck, bringing him in for a long, slow kiss, as Martin ran his hands down his body, stopping at his thighs. Dan found himself being lifted off the ground a few minutes later, though somehow it seemed like no time at all “OK?” Martin asked, as Daniel managed to wrap his legs around Martin’s waist.

“Yeah” he nodded, before kissing Martin again “You’re stronger than you look” he complimented, starting to worry slightly that Martin would get injured from holding his weight up against the wall.

“I work out” came the short reply

“It’s certainly paying off” Dan noted, wandering why they were talking instead of moving things along “Oh, and that shirt needs to come off” he added unbuttoning the dark red shirt that Martin was wearing

“Agreed” Martin replied, pulling Dan’s t-shirt over his head before throwing it on the floor, Dan finding that he didn’t particularly care where it landed “Also, upstairs” Martin asked, lowering Dan down again, not wanting to risk either of them getting hurt.

“Yeah” Dan said, grabbing Martin’s hand to pull him up the stairs. Dan’s room was at the end of the landing, next to the linen closet. It was fairly small in size, a queen sized bed sat in the middle of the room, with a wardrobe in one corner and a bed-side table next to the right hand side of the bed. The second they got into the room, they began pulling of their belts, so that the two them were stood in their underwear

“Holy…” Martin gasped, finally noticing the tattoos that covered Dan’s body

“Yeah…” Dan replied “But you…you’re so gorgeous – with those tattoos all over you” he said, kissing him again, as he moved the two of them around until Martin fell against the bed. It had been nice letting Martin take the lead with things downstairs, but now, now he wanted Martin in his bed, naked, unable to think of anything other than his legs wrapped around Dan’s body as he thrusts into him until Martin was screaming his name. “I wanted to kiss you, the first time you walked into the café” he confessed, kneeling down by the edge of the bed so that he could pull Martin’s underwear off, as Martin wrapped his arms around him.

“That’s a lot cleaner than what I had in mind” Martin confessed, as Dan removed his own underwear

“Oh, and what exactly were you thinking?” he asked, as Martin moved up the bed so that his head was on the pillows.

“You, taking me on that counter” Martin answered, just as Dan pressed their bodies together

“Do you want that now?” Dan asked, kissing down Martin’s chest “Want me to make you shout my name as you come, for me” he asked, looking up at Martin’s flushed face once he reached the base of his stomach

“Yes, fuck yes” Martin nodded, urgently “Want you in me” he panted, trying to breathe normally as Dan kissed the inside of his thigh. After a couple of minutes, Dan grabbed the lube and condom from the draw in the bedside table. “Hurry up, this is going to be over embarrassingly quickly otherwise” urged Martin as Dan coated his finger with lube

“Just don’t want to hurt you” he replied, giving Dan a slow kiss on the lips “Ready?”

“Yes, yes just please” Martin replied, as Dan spread his thighs apart, kissing the inside of the right one as he placed one finger after another inside Martin, letting him adjust to the feeling before moving his hand, managing to make Martin tremble and moan. “I swear, if you don’t do something else soon”

Dan didn’t say anything; instead he slowly took his hand away, before covering himself with the condom and lube and moving himself back up Martin’s body so the two of them were face to face as Martin wrapped his legs around Dan’s waist, allowing him better access to adjust until he was fully inside of Martin. It took a moment before Martin nodded, letting Dan know that it was OK to move. He started off slow at first, to let Martin get use to the feel

“Faster, fuck” Martin begged, tightening his legs around Dan pulling him in closer. Dan sped up his pace, until Martin was a moaning mess underneath him, on the verge of coming

“Do it, come for me” Dan said, kissing Martin’s neck as he let go, Dan following him a few seconds later. Dan slowly pulled out a moment later, before throwing the condom in the waste-paper basket.

“That was…” Martin said, still slightly breathless, Dan grabbed a couple of tissues from the bed-side table, in order to wipe the mess from the two of them

“Yeah” Dan agreed, finishing before tossing the tissues away as well, lying back down again so that Martin was wrapped in his arms, with his head against Dan’s chest, as the two of them fell asleep.