Ryan carried his drunk teacher to his home. As he can't take him to his dorm room inside the campus. It's not good for his reputation to appear as a drunk.

Amanda heard the front door open and was waiting for his son to walk in and explain himself. She is not a strict parent who keeps tabs on their children, she is just concerned that her son who will be at home after his shift ended wasn't at home and didn't even text him where he went.

Ryan has a hand of Mathew around his neck. His left hand around Mathew's waist supporting him. He has to bend down slightly for the teacher to have a firm grip on his shoulder as he is taller than him. Thinking it is better for him to carry him rather than make him walk, Ryan entered the living room where his mother was awaiting his arrival.

"Where have you been?" Amanda asked his son who was carrying a drunk Mathew.

"To a pub. Sir insisted."

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I did until Sir got drunk and did something stupid."

During his talk to his mother Ryan reached his room with the teacher.

"I can't take him to his room looking like this. So I brought him home. Hope you don't mind."

Amanda laughed at that "I won't sweetheart. Do you need something? Water or something to eat?"

Ryan laid the teacher on his bed and started undressing him.

"No mom. You can go to sleep, I'll take care of him. It's already late." he said without looking at his mother. To which Amanda went to her room without any protests.

Mathew was finally down to his tight briefs. He stirred a little but didn't say anything. It seems he is pretty much out of it. Ryan scanned the drunk teacher from top to bottom. He is almost naked except his tight briefs which he was contemplating whether he should take them off or not as they looked really tight and left very little to the imagination. After a little bit of thinking he decided not touch them as he didn't know his sleeping habits. He only stripped Mathew because his outfit looked really uncomfortable to sleep in and he was constantly tugging at it. After he is done he placed a bin at the bed side, placed a bottle of water on the night stand and walked out of the room closing the door.

The bed in his room is king sized. They both can fit in there, but he doesn't think it's a better idea to sleep beside the teacher. He made his bed on the couch and went to sleep feeling slightly uncomfortable as he's too tall for the couch to be comfortable.

Next day morning Ryan was the first one to wake up and went to check on Matthew. He's still sleeping soundly. Without disturbing him Ryan did his morning routine, placed a pain killer on the night stand and went to his mother's room.

"Mom. Wake up"

She groaned and didn't wake up. So, he walked to her and shook her sleeping form.

"Mom wakeup. We've to go for our morning work out" which is Ryan jogging and his mother walking while grumbling about how early it is.

"It's weekend Ryan. What are you doing up? Go to sleep" she said sleepily.

"Don't make me pour cold water on you mom. We've been doing this for two years now and you're still complaining about it." he dragged the blanket off her.

"Okay. Okay. Give me 5 minutes."

"Exactly 5 minutes. No more than that" and left her to wear his work out gear.

After their workout they both came to home; a tired and sick Matthew was on the couch rubbing his aching forehead.

"I left you a painkiller Sir, didn't you take it?" was the first question he was asked.

"I did Ryan. Thanks." he saw everything that was setup beside the bed and smiled at how thoughtful Ryan was.

"I'll make you a soup." this was Amanda.

"Thanks"

Seeing the teachers suffering Ryan couldn't help but ask "Why would you drink if you can't handle it?"

"I can handle my drinks. I just over drank last night." aren't they both the same thing? Ryan thought but didn't voice out his thoughts.

That day evening Mathew still was at Ryan's house wearing his blue T-shirt and black sweat pants which are a little bit loose on him. They both are in Ryan's room; his student going over his books, him sitting beside the window doing nothing. He finally gathered the courage to talk about his drunken actions.

"We need to talk." he started.

"Finally " Ryan closed his book and gave his undivided attention to Mr.Dildo.

"Umm..." he thought it was easy to talk while his student was concentrating on something else. Now that his whole concentration him, he was having second thoughts about his confession.

Ryan understood his hesitation and asked "Are you gay?" to which he frowned. "I'm not against gays or anything Sir. I just... it's just so sudden that I don't know what to think. I understand it's all a show for that Ava woman. I don't have any problem with you being gay. Even my mom wouldn't care about that." he rambled thinking he offended the teacher.

"Stop. Stop." Mathew raised his both hands. "I know all the things you just said. I lived in your old neighborhood, remember? I basically knew everything about you. You don't have to explain anything to me. I was just confused as to why that was the first question you asked and not why I 'assaulted you sexually'." he gave finger quotes at the end of the sentence.

Ryan laughed to that "That was sexual assault? I could easily push you away if I want to." it is true. Physically, Ryan was stronger than him and he also works out which is a plus. "And kissing is not a sexual assault Sir"

Sighing heavily Mathew started to tell "Ava is supposed to be my blind date." confusion was evident on his student's face do he started to explain further "I heard my mother and father talking about a girl they wanted me to marry. They were going to set up a blind date, so I snooped and found her photo and information."

"So you set up this whole thing?"

"No. I just took advantage of the situation. I would never intentionally set you or anyone up in my mess Ryan. I didn't know what to do when she suddenly approached me and started talking." he shook his head "Besides to my drunken mind it seemed to be the perfect idea. Me, being in a gay relationship."

"So I am your boyfriend now?" Ryan inquired.

"I guess. Tomorrow is my birthday. My parents are expecting me to be at house to celebrate or set me up for something I don't want to do or whatever. I want to introduce you as my boyfriend."

Ryan shook his head thinking all the scenarios that could go wrong and said "It's stupid sir. I don't know if you forgot, but I am your student. This could go wrong in so many ways."

Mathew slumped in his chair "Yeah I know. I just need sometime time without them constantly being on my back. Them being homophobes will help me with that."

"Okay." with that one word Mathew's face lit up like 100 watt bulb. "Really?" he couldn't help but ask "Yes. Really." Ryan replied with a nod.