When he heard her speak, he returned to reality and glanced at the tea she made and noted the comment too.
“Your tea always tastes bad.” He picked it up from the tray and drank it down. Bitter. So very bitter, nothing as changed with the way she made the tea. Putting the cup down, he placed a hand up to his bangs and brushed it out of his face.
“Since you’re here, could you clean up the mess?” He asked and then proceed to turn and walk back to his desk.
“I know, I know.” She laughed. Because it’s my tea after all. At least you drink it, all of it.
“Clean up the mess? What am I, your slave~?” Not really knowing what she was saying, she got a tiny bit closer to him, grinned playfully with her head tilted to one side. “I don’t get paid for doing this, you know~. Yet I keep on returning all the time.” Her expression and the tone in her voice made clear that what she said was just a joke, but actually she was just panicking in her thoughts; “Ian, what are you doing-?”
Her face was brought even a bit more close to his when she leaned forward, standing on the tips of her toes. Her voice got lower, more seductive.“Won’t you reward me for my hard work one day, sensei~?” She almost whispered those words, a smile still playing on her lips. In her mind, she was panicking about the way she acted, but that wasn’t visible on her face- well, maybe the subtle blush on her cheeks that appeared now would make it clear. Teasing him, while actually being embarrassed as you do it. How great of you. Only not really. I must look ridiculous.
Noticing how her cheeks got warmer, she took a few steps back before it became too noticeable. “Just kidding, sensei.” The look on his face right now was quite amusing as well though. “I’ll go clean your mess, as always. Don’t worry about it.”
Bewildered by her sudden action, his violet orbs widen. He didn’t know what to say and when she got closer, he just stared at her. He didn’t move back, but did acknowledge what she meant.
Although he wouldn’t act on it, he can see what she means. What a silly girl she is. With a soft sigh, he placed a hand on her head and leaned down and kissed her cheek.
Moving away, he went to the beds that were provided and yawned. He was getting sleepy again.
