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Johnny was distracted, to the point that he wasn't paying attention to class at all. He could see that the teacher was speaking, her mouth was moving, but he had long since ignored her and her teachings. He was in Science, he should definitely be paying attention if he wanted a future or a chance at it, but he was more occupied looking at the skinny black-haired boy in front of him. Daniel LaRusso, or his boyfriend if you will.
The class isn't even halfway done, it's barely started and the teacher is talking and writing on the chalkboard. Johnny knows she probably will start to ask questions soon, she always does the same thing. Get in, greet them, talk and write, and then the rest of the hour (because these classes are long as fuck) she will ask questions about the class and answer some questions the students are bound to make. Ms. Zarbek (what kinda last name is that) has already written half of the first chalkboard and Johnny's notebook paper is still blank. He's staring at Daniel's skinny and small back. His hips and waist and how easy it'd be for Johnny to grab him there and lift him, with little to no effort. The nape of his neck and the sweat starting to form from the hotness of the classroom, how he'd bite and lick it just to hear Daniel's moans and—
"Mr. Lawrence!!"
He snaps out of his fantasy when he hears someone shout his name and looks to the front of the class, seeing Ms. Zarbek staring at him with a scowl and sneer, a mixture of both, making her face look even uglier and older than it already was. Everyone's staring at him now, all with different emotions on their faces. Some neutral, others confused, but none of them dare laugh, they all know what could happen if they did. All except Daniel fucking LaRusso that looks like he doesn't know what to do, either glance at him disappointingly for not paying attention to class, or laugh for being shouted at in the middle of class. He's trying very hard to do the former, Johnny's gotta give him that, but the laughing at him option is winning. He hears a throat being cleared, a very sore throat, and looks at the teacher again.
"Yes, Ms. Zarbek?" He suppresses the urge to roll his eyes and the annoyed huff she gives at his dismissive tone.
"Is my class boring you, Mr. Lawrence?" She smiles sweetly at him, too sweetly and he knows very well that it's sarcastic. Sid gives him those smiles too often for his liking, another reason he goes to Mr. Miyagi almost daily with Daniel to do whatever. And he knows what he should answer to avoid trouble, he should answer something like "No miss, I just zoned out" or "I'm sorry, I just didn't sleep well". He knows, he knows that's what he should answer godamnit, but Johnny Lawrence has always had that special knack for getting in trouble way too fast, so what comes out of his mouth instead is—
"Yes, actually. I would rather be cleaning the school bathrooms than be here listening to you talk and talk," Which, is a lot to say because the school bathrooms are really fucking dirty. With urine on the floor, wet toilet papers thrown everywhere, and stuff written on the walls. The class starts laughing except Daniel, who just frowns at him and makes an expression that very clearly says What The Fuck. Daniel doesn't like to cuss, but most of the time he doesn't have to, his facial expressions and body language speak enough for him.
"Then you can get out and go to the office, now."
He stands up grabs his notebook (he hadn't even brought his book), pencil, and a bottle of water, and starts walking out. He feels all eyes on him as he walks and right before he steps out he throws a wink at the teacher, then closes the door.
Obviously, he hadn't gone to the office. He went to his locker and put his stuff there and went about wandering through the school halls. He had gone to the bathroom and went outside, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it. He keeps smoking and blowing out puffs of intoxicated gas and by the time he's done, the bell rings.
He throws the cigarette on the grass and steps on it, putting it out. He puts his hands in his pants side pockets and starts walking towards Daniel's locker. And, well, if he's walking faster than normal, no one would dare comment on it. He keeps walking until he sees Daniel closing his locker and grabbing his arm, harshly, not even letting him close the locker before he's pulling him away.
He keeps dragging Daniel away until they're in a fully empty hallway, the only things occupying it are closed mistreated lockers. Johnny pushes Daniel against them and kisses him. Daniel's hands come up to grasp at his jacket while he tries to keep up with the rough kissing Johnny's assaulting him with. Johnny comes closer as they start to pull away, and rests his hands on Daniel's waist and his head on Daniel's shoulder. A hand comes to pet at his hair and Daniel asks in that sweet voice of his, "What's brought this up? The need to kiss me so hard?"
He sounds teasing, and he must be smiling, but Johnny's starting to get busy licking and nipping at his neck quickly, but he pulls off long enough to answer, "You just looked so irresistible, I was very distracted by you," and starting his onslaught again. Daniel must have said something between the lines of 'God, you're such a caveman' and Johnny paid it no mind, more focused on Daniel's neck and uncovered skin. Soon enough Daniel was making little sweet noises and rolling his hips forward, trying to get more friction, while Johnny just sucked and licked harder, pushing his hips to meet Daniel's, and making noises of his own.
Needless to say, they didn't make it to their second class and were late to the third.