"Ey! Mr. C, you got any tattoos?"

JC adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and raised an eyebrow.

"Now, back to those vocab terms..." he said slowly and the classroom filled with highschool students all laughed, a few giggles sounding out.

A boy with an intricate hair do laughed, turning to his buddy. "We all know Mr. C got some whack ass shit." He gave his friend a hand slap and they chuckled while JC blushed.

"Crazy kids. Now, really. Did any of you do the homework from last Friday?"

A cricket sounded out and JC sighed.

"Fine, I guess I'll have good class of study hall durin' lunch tomorrow." He shrugged and the class groaned as a whole. JC felt no sympathy this time around, having been a teacher for two years, knowing that kids were as manipulative as they come.

"Ey, yo! Mr. Chasez, someone's at the door for ya." a tiny girl up front said and JC turned to the classroom door, grinning as Justin smiled at him.

"Hold on for a minute. And if I were you all, I'd look over those terms. Who knows when I might decide to have a little pop quiz." Simultaneously the books all came out and JC grinned, reaching the door.

He closed it behind him and smiled shyly at Justin. "What are you doin' here?" he asked softly and Justin grinned.

"I was in the neighborhood..."

JC shook his head and looked at both ends of the hallway before leaning up for a quick kiss. Though it was small, it still made his toes tingle and Justin reached for his waist but he moved away in time.

"I'm at work. And you're supposed to be at work. What are you doing off?"

Justin shrugged. "Don let me off. We don't got work tomorrow so after we fixed up the rest of the cars in the lot, there really was nothing to do. You should be glad you're boy knows his cars."

JC smiled. "Oh, yes. Especially when you come home all hot and sweaty, with a smudge of oil right below your eye and... damn, I still got a class to teach. You're evil. Go home. I only got a few more hours."

Justin leaned in for another kiss but JC pushed him away, clearing his throat as another teacher walked briskly down the hall. Justin sneered and flipped her off easily before capturing JC's lips once more.

When he pulled away, he let his fingertips run over JC's lips. JC's eyes darted to the dark tattoo on the other man's wrist. He still laughed at it everytime he saw it and when he met Justin's eyes, he knew the blonde knew what he was thinking.

Justin laughed and took his hand away but JC caught it and brought the inside of his wrist to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick over the 6 letters, biting slightly at the soft flesh.

"Kinky." Justin whispered and JC giggled, pushing away.

"I got class. Go home. I love you."

Justin grinned. "Love ya too. And you better watch out with that shit, no tellin' what I'ma do when you come home." he laughed and JC blushed rolling his eyes.

When the door closed Justin stepped away and pulled up his sleeve, shaking his heaad at the thick ‘TRICKY' stamped onto his wrist. JC called it a devilish tattoo that brought the freak in him out but Justin knew it better as his good luck charm, eternally embroidered on him.

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