Be My Bad Boy. {Eustass Kid x Reader x Marco}

The sound of the bell ringing is a somewhat blessing since you've been hunched over your desk for an hour straight now, trying to make this sketch look as good as you possibly could. But it's also a curse since you enjoy your Art teacher's face so much and now you must leave. 

You've drawn a group of people gathered around somebody who's lying on the ground, receiving kicks from each of the bullies. You're admittedly rather proud of this sketch, it's nicely detailed and does have that dark gloom about it.

You begin to wonder if paint will ruin that effect though; maybe you'll stick to just shading instead. Mr. Marco looking a little more lively now than he did at the beginning of the lesson, apparently he's overcoming his hangover.

"Your homework is to use the next free page you have to put information about your work, why it scares you and such yoi. Have a good day and all that shit." The teacher mutters lazily, the poor man is clearly bored with his job but at least it's healthy pay.

His half-lidded eyes watching as you pack away your things before a kind smile graces his lips. "Your sketch looks great so far, [F/n]! I can't wait to see how it turns out~!" Mr. Marco chimes before he averts his gaze to his young brother instead, the freckled boy shockingly hasn't passed out again yet though. "Scared of forests yoi? Who are you tryna fool?"

That's exactly what I thought...

"I'm not scared of forests, you moron. I just don't like being alone." That makes sense to you now, Ace has never been a fan of being alone and that's why he loves all of his brothers so much, although he likes to mess with them too. "And way to wake me up like that in a classroom full of people!" 

The snort that leaves Mr. Marco almost causes you to giggle, his laughter and chirpiness is truly contagious after all. "What were you dreaming about anyway yoi? Getting a vasectomy~?" 

You unfortunately miss the freckled male's response when you push your chair out, the sound of metal legs scraping against the wooden floor being the only noise to echo throughout your ears. Upon making your way to the door, you offer them both a polite wave. "Bye guys, have a good day~!"

"See ya, [F/n]~"

"Have a good day yoi~!" You hear Mr. Marco as clear as day as you leave the room. Naturally, you just have to hit your arm on the trashcan outside causing you to drop your books onto the floor in the process. Extremely typical of your luck.

What idiot puts a trashcan right there anyway?!

"I saw that." Ace's deep voice reaching your ears as you get down to your knees, scooping up the books but he hasn't come outside yet so he must be speaking to Mr. Marco still, since every other student has left already.

"Don't you have a lesson to attend yoi?"

Once you've managed to collect all of your books you begin to stagger to your feet, not wishing to eavesdrop on this brotherly conversation anymore. Nami and Bonney are entirely different though, they're nothing to you. But when you're fond of someone, you feel intrusive if you listen in on their conversations.

"She's a student, you know that."

I wonder who they're speaking ab--Nope! Don't care! Not my business! 

You manage to block out whatever else is said as you rush off to Cookery and that lesson in itself is conveniently with the other brother; Thatch.

Of course you only speed-walk straight into someone in the process, your smaller frame bouncing straight off of them and sending you to the ground once again and your books dropping to the floor for a second time. 

I swear to God, I will uppercut a bitch tod--!

Your thoughts completely backing up into a pile of screams when your eyes land upon Mr. Dracule. This man is without a doubt one of the most scariest teachers in the school, you begin to think that he would have made a suitable candidate for your facing fears sketch.

The golden-eyed man sending daggers down at you as he offers you a hand to help you up. "Watch where you're going." He grumbles coldly with brows furrowed, his hand feeling like ice as you accept his help. Mainly because you're too scared of him to turn it down.

The man gives you a harsh tug, pulling you up to your feet and almost into him again in the process before he takes his leave, muttering a; "Get to lesson before you're late." under his breath. Although, he has a point there.

Without wasting another second you begin to make your way to your Cookery class, your hand still feeling rather cold after being touched by his. He's certainly not a walking ball of fire like Mr. Marco is.

Upon reaching the class, you see that most of the students already know what to do and are starting to work. Mr. Thatch glancing up at you curiously with a brow raised. "[F/n], you're here? I'm sorry, I've marked you as absent on the register, I'll have to change that in a minute."

"My bad, I accidentally walked into Mr. Dracule." You're fully aware that Thatch didn't ask for an explanation, the brunette properly doesn't dare to after that one time he asked a girl why she was late and she simply answered that she was on her period and needed to change her tampon. The poor man looked mortified to say the least.

Although he looks just as equally uncomfortable with your explanation also, his eyes widening as he chuckles playfully. "No way, really? Bet he was pleased!" The brunette snickers gesturing toward Bellamy. "I'm afraid you'll have to work with this gent today since Heat's sick."

Truly...typical of my luck...

Your usual cookery partner would be Heat, yes. And you're fully aware that he's absent due to chicken pox but what you hadn't expected was that you would get paired up with this asshole of all people. 

"Oh, Luffy wanted me to pass this onto you." Mr. Thatch adds as he hands you a folded piece of paper, the brunette harboring a sweet smile as you take it in between your fingers. "Don't worry, I didn't read it but whatever it is; don't let it distract you from my lesson, please."

With how he's going on, you'd assume it's a love letter or something. Although when you unfold and read the note, you realize it's just a party invitation that Luffy had wanted to give you himself but you have no lessons with him today. 

A smile spreading across your lips as you slip the note into your pocket. "And what's that? You cheatin' on Kid or something?" Bellamy rasps so that Mr. Thatch can't hear him, a smug smirk etching into his features. "He'll kick your little boyfriend senseless if he finds out~"

How pathetic. I really have to work with this idiot.