Silence filled the room and a look of confusion flashed across Daichi's face.

Oh my god.

Oh my god

I had always had the problem of being a blabbermouth but volunteering to teach one of my student's dad how to cook was a little bit over the top.

I couldn't help myself. Daichi was just so... Daichi

Tall

Tan

Handsome

I quickly shook my previous thoughts out of my head. He is one of my student's dad and by the look on his face, I had definitely overstepped my boundaries. Embarrassment instantly washed over my body and I buried my face in my hands to hide the burning blush that was evident on my cheeks.

"oh my god, I'm so sorry. I probably shouldn't have said that. Now I look like a complete freak and I'm starting to ramble. I'm so embarra-" My self-loathing mumbling was cut short by a startled gasp that slipped from my lips when I felt a large set of hands wrap themselves around my wrists.

In all honesty, I was confused and a little turned on.

Daichi's hands were covered in a light layer of callus that gave them a slight roughness and they were so perfectly wrapped around my wrists. Shivers ran down my spine as I thought of the things that those hands could do to me.

It wasn't until Daichi spoke that I snapped out of my hand trance.

"No, you're fine. So fine. In fact, I'd absolutely love it if you would teach me how to make some dishes."

He licked his lips before he continued, "Maybe if you're not busy, you could join us for dinner".

I felt like I was standing on the sun, burning alive. I couldn't help but beam up at him, smiling so hard It almost hurt and he was smiling back.

I noticed that Daichi's hand had slightly lost some of its grip and were now hanging loosely around the base of my palm, his palm was spooning my knuckles, and his pinky slightly intertwined with mine.

Daichi has taken a notice to this too because he awkwardly released my hand and let out a small, dry, cough. The loose string on my apron suddenly became much more interesting and I began to pick at it.

" I would love too,"

There was an awkward pause, so in a desperate attempt to try to fill it I spoke up again.

"Join you for dinner, I mean."

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I sat in my car outside of Daichi and Kageyama's house resting my forehead on the steering wheel. It was obvious that I had made a mistake coming here.

I'm so undeniably gay and Daichi was the definition of my dream man.

But Daichi has prohibited territory in every way possible. I even took it upon myself to make a list entitled: Reason why Daichi Sawamura is poison

1) He's my student's dad.

2) He's a dad. Meaning he's 99.99% likely to be a flaming heterosexual who has no interest in other men. How else would he have been able to have a biological son? And unlike Mr.Yuu and Mr.Asahi, there didn't seem to be another partner in the relationship.

3) If there is, by unlikely chance, that he is interested in me he will definitely break my heart in a way that I can never recover from. Even if we end on a good note I'll still be destroyed because Daichi is perfect and I know I'll never meet another guy like him.

4) HE'S MY STUDENT'S DAD!!!

A deep sigh filled the silence of my car as I ran my hand over my face.

'Just leave. Go home and say something came up and you couldn't make it' I thought to myself.

Before I could act on that thought, however, I saw a mass of black hair trotting down the long, elegant, driveway and to my car. Tobio Rounded his way around to the driver's side and opened my door.

" My dad said you've been out here for a long time and he's starting to get worried."

I glanced up at the big house and I could make out Daichi's outline leaning against the doorway.

Tobio reached for my wrist and pulled me seemingly in an attempt to get me out of the car before I could even attempt to make up an excuse. Between his groans, he managed out "Were really hungry. So, if you would just come with me, please."

For a kid, Tobio was surprisingly fast and I struggled to keep up with him as we ran to the doorway of the house. I could see Daichi chuckling at the scene. When we made it to the door I couldn't help but notice that Daichi's sleeves were rolled up, revealing some of his toned forearms, and his usually neat hair was now all over and messy. He looked almost sinful.

I could already feel that tonight was going to be hard for me, I might even have to go against my list, just a little.