YA fanfic- Teddy/Billy (AU)
title: ’Mister Teacher’ (part 1)(2,3,4)
pairing: Teddy/Billy
rating: PG (R18 later)
plot/summary: Billy Kaplan is a 20 year old college student who has to balance midterms, a part time job, and taking care of his 10 year old little brother Tommy. However, upon dropping Tommy off at elementary school, Billy is faced with yet a new obstacle in life. His little brother’s incredibly sexy blonde teacher, Mr.Altman.
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There were a lot of things that Billy Kaplan wasn’t prepared for in life. Realizing he was blatantly and undeniably gay very early on in his childhood was the first, and yet wasn’t really the one that worried him the most. Later on, after the Highschool life that any gay, geeky comicbook nerd could expect to have, Billy saddled up and took responsibility for a new problem. This problem was probably the most significant to him, being as that it was the direct cause of another equally troubling problem later on. That being the little white haired boy running up ahead of him, stomping in day-old sidewalk rain puddles.
Tommy Shephard was his 10 year old little brother, biologically connected to Billy via their mother, Wanda Maximoff, who had died earlier on in both of their lives. Tommy had gone to live with Billy’s adoptive family, the Kaplans, for a few years after she had passed, but when Billy left for college, he took him along. Tommy had never really liked living with the Kaplans. It wasn’t that they were anything but kind and supportive of him, Tommy just didn’t get along with a family he had only a detached relationship to. So Billy was okay with taking him in, he was his blood and his responsibility after all.
As he rounding the sidewalk and watched his little brother climb over the chain link fence into the school yard (despite an open gate no more then 10 feet away), Billy took a deep breath and went to face his most significant, life changing problem he had experienced so far in his 20 years.
“Oh! Mr.Kaplan! Good morning!” came the deep, smooth, wonderful voice that made the tips of Billy’s fingers tingle.
“Hey, I told you, just ‘Billy’ is fine, Mr.Altman. ‘Mr.Kaplan’ is my dad.” Billy smiled sheepishly at his little brother’s tall, blond, muscled teacher who grinned and walked over to meet him at the fence.
“Then isn’t it fair you call me ‘Teddy’ like I always ask?” Mister Teddy Altman chided, crossing his strong arms on the chain link and raising an eyebrow at the younger man.
Oh Mr.Altman. At first, ‘Mr.Altman’ was only a Tommy-described ‘smelly teacher’, which conjured up images of a haggard old man with yellowed teeth that spat when he talked in Billy’s imagination. However, when Billy first glanced through that chain link fence and saw the tall, unfairly attractive blonde man using his magnificently muscled arms to lift a little girl above his head and air-plane her around the play ground, he mentally apologized for ever thinking of this man as anything less then the Adonis that he was. Even in the bright orange apron that the other teachers wore when taking care of the kids, Teddy Altman was quite possibly Billy’s favorite thing about taking Tommy to school every morning.
“Billy? You still with me?” Teddy’s deep voice broke the dark haired young man out of his fantasies of Teddy in that apron, and only that apron.
“S-sorry, yeah, no, uh, sorry…” Billy blushed at the green eyes that inspected him softly as he searched for what he was saying. “Uh, i mean, wouldn’t be bad if Tommy heard and starts calling you by your first name?”
Teddy laughed. Billy tried not to melt.
“Tommy seems convinced that I’m an alien, him calling me by my first name would be a relief from what he usually calls me.” the blonde teacher joked.
“What?! Damnit, that little brat, I’m sorry, I’ll talk to him tonight.” Billy apologized, shooting a glare over at his little brother who was chasing around a group of girls around the jungle gym.
“Nah, its alright, he’s a good kid, just a little spaz.” Teddy reassured him, idly scratching at an ear full of silver earrings. Billy knew he’d blank out again if he stared too hard at each of those many, many piercings, each with their own intricate pattern, twisting around the lobe so delicate—
“Billy? Don’t you have school now?” Teddy asked, rousing Billy once again out of his own fascination.
“Uh? No, sorry, uh, shit but I do have to get to work.” he muttered, checking his watch under the sleeve of his windbreaker. Teddy, momentarily distracted by a small girl who wanted to be lifted up on his strong shoulders, gave an interested glance.
“Oh? Where do you work?”
Billy blushed, suddenly embarressed of his own nerdyness in front of this clear jock, the body type that would stuff him in lockers back in Highschool.
“Um.. th-that comic book shop over on 5th and Holt Ave…” Billy mumbled, waiting for the ‘oh’ that usually accompanied being exposed to a dweeb.
“No way!! I go every wednesday, why havn’t I seen you there before?!” Suddenly Teddy was less then 6 inches away, almost pressed against the fence between them. Billy had never hated fences more in his life.
“I… I don’t work wednesdays.. You-you like comics?” Billy blinked. Surely this was just some kind of cruel joke to top off his great luck of even being able to meet and talk to the type of guy like Mr. Altman. Teddy let out a sort of ‘duh’ laugh.
“Of course! Hey, the bell’s about to ring so I gotta get the kids inside, but, we should really hang out sometime! Talk comics you know?” the teacher said, backing away from the fence to go gather the kids. Billy answered before he could even think about what he was saying.
“Absolutely.”
Teddy grinned. “Great! How about this weekend, we’ll go to that coffee shop down the street from the post office? I’ll buy, seeing as how I’m not the starving college student of the two of us.”
Billy’s ‘Yeah!” was drowned out by the ringing of the school bell and squealing kids, but Teddy’s thumbs up showed him he got the message across. With that, Billy turned and started back home, grinning from ear to ear at his amazing luck.
He didn’t even care that with attending classes, working, and taking care of his spastic little brother, he had literally no time to spare for the date he had planned with the incredible Mr. Altman.
