Looking up at the room number, you gulped slightly. Yup, that was the classroom alright - well, in reality it was a lab, but it was used as a science classroom, so technically it's a classroom... right?

Anywho, you knocked on the door to make your presence known. You waited for permission from him to go in.

Silence.

You knocked a bit harder, thinking he didn't hear you the first time. After all, you never really knocked hard.

Nothing.

Suspicious, you opened the door and awkwardly walked in the lab, ignoring the uncomfortable feelign of skeleton heads watching you (Seriously, why do the science labs have those anyways?). You looked around the wide, turquoise room for any sign of the tall, Russian man, but to no avail. You sighed in response.

"Great, he forgot about me!" you thought outloud. "I knew it was too good to be true..."

"How would you know that?" you heard a Russian-accented voice ask from behind you. Shivering at the feeling of his warm breath against your ear, you jumped in shock and turned to face the owner of the voice. You sighed in relief when you saw who it was.

"Oh, Mr. Braginski, you're here!" you exclaimed, laughing nervously and scratching the back of your neck.

"You know it's rude to enter class without permission, da?" he said, smilign 'innocently'. You knew better: you know there was another meaning behind that smile, yet you couldn't put a finger on it.

You foudn yourself walking backwards, since Mr.Braginski was walking towards you. You then bumped, back-first, into his desk.

"I-I-I know, sir, b-but I got no response when I knocked and I-I thought you..."

"I what?" he asked, smirking slightly. He was now pratically pinning you to his desk, hands trapping you between him and the desk. You blushed and grew more shy as he was hovering over you.

"... I thought you forgot about what you asked in your letter." you said, your voice barely going above a whisper.

He simply chuckled in response.

"Moy podsolnechnika ("My sunflower" according to Google Translate), I don't forget thing, let alone a hand-written letter." he said, a good-hearted smile now on his face. "Besides, I wrote the letter for a reason."

"And what is the reason exactly? that excuse of my concernign behavior is falso, I know it now."

He leaned his forehead against yours as he gently carressed yoru cheek, his thumb slowly tracing it up and down. His smiel was still plastered on his face.

"Well, (_y/n_), it'S more of a... confession." he said.

Your blush increased at the close contact. this wasn'T real, was it? this has got to be a dream, it can't be realistic. You just couldn't believe what your mind was registering, because it felt like one of your daily fantasies, except without the smut at the end.

"What type of confession?" you asked. You had a clear clue as to what he meant, you just wanetd to hear it from him. However, unbeknownst to you, he had a few "tricks" up his sleeves.

"Just a simple cofession." he said, his finger tracing down from down yoru jawline to your neck, making you shiver at his touch. A hitn of a smirk appeared on his face. The finger continued down your arm and the rest of his fingers interweined with yours.

"M-Mr. Braginski..." you sighed contently, closing your eyes for a few seconds as he nuzzled the crook of your neck. Soon, his lips took charge adn he placed light kisses where you were previously nuzzled. You let out a light moan as a result.

"Mr.Braginski, we shouldn't be doing this-" you started to say, but a gentle bite interupted you, a somewhat louder moan coming out from you instead.

"Moya lyubovʹ ("My love", Google Translate style), please call me Ivan what it's just us." he said, looking up at you.

"(_y/n_), you don't know how long I have waited for this moment..." he continued. "I know you fear of other people's reactions and I understand. However, when you graduate, we'll get to be together, da?"

You nodded slightly. There was only a small difference of a few years anyways - he was one of the younger teachers - so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

"Mr. bra- I mean, Ivan... I love you." you said, smiling slightly. "I want to be with you... but we can't be seen together this way. however, this can be our little secret, da?"

He laughted slightly, patting your head.

"Da, moy podsolnukh ("Yes, my sunflower" thanks to Google Translate)." he said, smiling. "I'll see you in class, alright?"

You nodded and were about to walk out the door, when a thought came in mind.

"Ivan?"

"Hmmm?"

You wrapped your arms around him and kissed him passionately. Though taken aback at first, he kissed you back just as passionately, wrapping his arms around you. You pulled away after a while.

"I love you."

"I love you too, my love."

You walked to the door and were about to walk out.

"(_y/n_)?"

"Yes, Ivan?"

"Prepared to learn about the human skeleton head tomorrow, da?"

"Ivan!"