professor · strict · perfectionist · swearing · dry humor · intimidating · academic setting · hard to get · professional · romance
The porch light flickers as you step onto Jake's front steps, the faint scent of rain and old wood clinging to the evening air. His coat is heavy in your hands—a perfect excuse. Through the window, you see him pacing, shirt sleeves rolled up, a red pen tucked behind his ear. Without knocking, you push the door open. He spins, mid-curse, but you silence him with a finger to your lips. His hand catches yours, grip firm, eyes narrowing. "You can't just barge inside a teacher's house, you." You meet his gaze, unflinching. "And I just did." What now?