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Jack was thoroughly sick and tired about hearing about Hana's new kindergarten teacher, Mr Reyes. All he had heard for the past week and a half was how cool her new teacher was and how many cool things they got to do now that the 'old lady', or Mrs Flannigan as was her name, had retired. Jack had no issue with Mrs Flannigan, in fact, apart from her occasional weirdly suggestive remarks about his backside, her chocolate chip cookies were by far the best he had ever tasted. So, it was of a great surprise to him that she was retiring, and to his annoyance that the new kindergarten carer was this Mr Reyes. The over the top comments from all the mothers he was forced to endure only served to make his hate for the teacher, he had never met, greater. Comments about how delicious looking he was, or about how great his hair looked today, never mind the rumours about how you could see your reflection in his eyes. He'd had enough of the rumours, and like the overprotective father he was, he was determined to go and meet this Mr Reyes today for a private chat.
As usual, Jack was woken up by his alarm. He groaned and smacked the top of the contraption a few times before opening his eyes a little and staring at the door. Any second now, a brown haired blur would come barrelling into his room and launch herself onto his bed, potentially just avoiding his crotch and winding him. After a few seconds with no noise, Jack let out a sigh and yawned, rolling onto his back and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The quiet was short lived, however, as said bundle of hyperactive energy threw the door open with a squeal and launched herself onto his bed. Hana landed with a giggle on top of Jack's thighs. He had winced in preparation for the impact, but sighed shakily as his daughter missed the critical area.
“Dad! Come on come on come on! It's time to get up!” Hana pushed herself up his body and tugged at the covers tucked around his chest with a frown, “I have to get ready to see Mr Reyes again today! Come on!” The small girl managed to grip the quilt in her chubby hands, and tugged it a few inches down her dad's torso. Jack chuckled a little and gave in.
“Alright alright. I'm up.” Hana jumped off of the bed as Jack slowly got up, reaching for his glasses off of the night stand as his feet made contact with the cold panelled flooring, “Go and get your clothes out like a good girl and I'll be there in a minute.” Hana nodded and ran from the room to her own, ranting about her pink sun dress.
Dressing himself in a morning was the easy part. A pair of jeans and and a short sleeved shirt was good enough for him to wear to take her to school on his day off, and to wear to the small reunion at a restaurant with his old friends in the afternoon. Jack finished buttoning the navy shirt and pushed his glasses up his nose as he opened Hana's door. The little girl was humming over what to choose to wear. Her pink sun dress was in one hand and her pink bunny t-shirt and matching denim dungarees in the other. She turned to Jack as he entered the room and held them up with puffed out cheeks and a big pout on her face.
“Dad! Which one is cuter? I want Mr Reyes to think I'm super cool like him!” Hana held out the outfits to him and Jack felt his eyebrow twitch at the mere mention of the teacher again. He pinched bridge of his nose and sighed holding up the bunny shirt and dungarees.
“This one. Can't have you ruining your dress again.” He mutters to himself as he dresses Hana and brushes her hair back into a little pony tail, placing her pink head band, the little decorations by her ears, into her hair to hold it all back. She did a little twirl after he put her socks on and giggled.
“Mr Reyes is gonna think I'm so cool Dad!” He just sighs and picks her up, taking her down stairs to shove some food into her mouth to shut her up.
The jam on toast had no effect on the whole, keeping her quiet aspect, and so, Jack was forced to listen to his daughter retell last nights tale about how Mr Reyes had saved a rabbit from the field and was looking after it at the school. He could tell the story he'd heard it that many times from Hana, and the local mothers, who enjoyed cooing over how sensitive Mr Reyes was. Honestly, he wanted nothing more than to take that rabbit and throw it at this new teacher for forcing him to listen to gossip upon more gossip about him. Jack munched the cheerios with a bitter taste in his mouth, the cheer aspect doing nothing to lift his mood as Hana finally finished sucking on her sticky red fingers, now full and happy. She picked up her glass with wet mucky hands and downed the last of her apple juice before again, beginning to tell the tale about Mr Reyes letting them play outside with the cars, and how he could do magic. Jack quickly moved Hana upstairs and shoved the toothbrush in his daughters mouth, glad for the few minutes of peace.
The car journey was reasonably quiet, mainly because Hana was busy rummaging through the contents of her book bag and lunch box to see what she had. She'd made a sad noise at the lack of doritos, but soon perked up at the carton grape juice. Hana hummed along to the music in the car bobbing up and down with excitement as Jack drove along the road, and took the last corner to the school.
“You know, Dad,” Jack hummed, trying to tune her next story about her teacher out, “Mr Reyes even let me play video games. He's so cool. Mrs Finnigan would never let me do that!” Her pronunciation was babyish, and Jack nodded before realising what she had just said.
“Wait? Mr Reyes let you play video games? In school?” Hana nodded with a little 'mhm' and a gleeful gap toothed grin.
“Yeah he's the best teacher ever!” She raised her arms in a rainbow arc and giggled happily as they pulled up outside, fiddling with the belts that held her into the car seat.
Jack was quickly out of the car as they parked, and ran around to unfasten the belt for Hana's seat, allowing her to clamber down and out of the car aswell. She passed him her lunch box on the way down, but clutched her bag, energy positively humming off of her as she walked closer to the school, her dad's hand clutched in her own. Jack however, was ready to deliver a nice angry rant to this so called teacher. His anger was now directed at the fact he was allowing his five year old daughter to play video games rather than learning. With a frown, he walked along to the doors to the kindergarten, Hana in tow and helped her take off her shoes in the cloak room before moving out into the main area.
A classroom assistant grinned and took hold of Hana's lunch box from him putting it on the rack before ushering Hana off to go and sit down.
“Is there something you need Mr Morrison? Usually you send Hana in by herself.” She smiled warmly and placed Hana's book bag in the tray.
“Yeah, I'd like to speak to this Mr Reyes if its alright. I heard he was the new teacher, after Mrs Flannigan retired, and I want to...raise some concerns with him.” Jack crossed his arms and frowned a little with concern, and the assistant nodded at him, moving the now full tray over to a drawer set.
“Oh yes, of course. Mr Reyes should still be in his office over there. If you knock, I'm sure he can see you now before he starts.” Jack nodded and thanked the assistant before moving over to the edge of the classroom and finding the door labelled with the teacher's name. Scowling at the fancy cursive letters, Jack raised his fist and knocked on the door. The reply to enter came immediately and Jack opened the door, steeling himself to unleash hell.
What he didn't expect, however, was to be greeted by a six foot one piece of pure latino muscle with thighs that could probably crush a man, and he wouldn't even break a sweat whilst doing it. Jack's mouth was dry as he gazed at the so called 'Mr Reyes', who was a tanned mass of glorious rippling muscles. Reyes had one hand rested on his desk top and another was running through the black, tight curls on top of his head, the sides of his head closely cropped. Jack felt his body grow hot as dark brown eyes glanced over his form, burning into his body, and seeing straight through him. The most impressive thing by far was those deliciously thick thighs. Jack deduced this guy definitely worked out, and that didn't make Jack's body any cooler, if anything it only made his face heat up, very obviously. Reyes raised an eyebrow at the parent standing in his room, the facial hair around his lips, trimmed precisely, quirking upwards with his lips.
“Mr Morrison, what can I do for you?” A dark eyebrow rose inquiringly, and Jack found himself at a loss as he was faced with the gorgeous sight before him. Opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish, Jack struggled to find the words to articulate what he had gone to talk about with this Mr Reyes in the first place. After a few seconds of being brain dead, Jack managed to summon the words, promptly, after coughing a few times in order to clear his throat.
“I thought it would be a good idea to come and meet the teacher who is letting my five year old daughter play video games.” Jack was immediately pushing the thoughts about the hot kindergarten teacher in front of him aside, and focused on the original issue that he had. Reyes grinned and chuckled, a deep deliciously dark sound which made Jack shiver.
“I take it Hana didn't keep that one quiet.” He stood up and revealed his ensemble of dark brown trousers and a black shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong toned arms, “I didn't let her play video games like those stupid killing ones, but its an educational game for them to learn addition and subtraction.”
If Jack hadn't felt like an idiot when he was awkwardly gaping, he sure as hell felt like one now. Why the thought a teacher would let a kid play murderous, rated eighteen video games had stuck in his head, was a mystery to him. Now he felt like a total imbecile. Jack coughed and flushed red, rubbing his cheeks to try and hide the blush covering them and part of his neck up to his ears.
“Ah. Right. W-Well...uhh.” Jack coughed a few more times and took a step towards the door. Reyes grinned salaciously, the toothy smile positively predatory as he strode over to the blonde man.
“Don't worry Jack.” He leaned down so his mouth was level with the man's ear, blowing hot air into it as he chose his next words, “Don't you trust me, cariño?” And that was it. Those dark velvet words had Jack Morrison positively melting into a puddle of steaming goo. His mouth goldfished again for a second before a scowl returned and he marched to the door, making sure to remain out of the teacher's reach.
“Thank you, Mr Reyes,” His name was spat with a little bitterness, “I will see you later when I pick Hana up...I'm glad we sorted out this little...misunderstanding.” Reyes threw his head back a little and rocked his hips to one side. Jack a blushing mess as he escaped, having glanced down again at those luscious thighs once more before shutting the door.
“Mr Reyes said that I looked adorable today, Dad. Just like you!” Jack blushed bright red as he heard the chuckle of the teacher behind him. Hana shuffled out of the door, but Jack was stopped from following by a pinch to the bottom. He whipped around and scowled at the teacher who was chuckling darkly.
“Oh yes, she is adorable, just like her father.” He drew closer then, within touching distance and whispered airily, “Why don't you call me Gabriel from now on, Jack?” Jack stuttered as he walked out on wobbly legs, trying to grab Hana's hand and failing, questioning just when he had told Mr Reyes- Gabriel- his name.