Chapter 131: Don’t fuck this up
Cass felt bitter. He felt lied to. He felt pissed off.
He had wanted to come into this lesson after realising that his body was relaxing, his heartbeat was calming down, and he could breathe easily that Draken was awful at this. He wanted to be able to sit on the boulder and listen to him speak, nodding his head along with what he was saying all the while making fun of him in his head. Instead, he was staring at the man, nodding, without scowling, taking in the words he was saying.
Draken was a good teacher.
A really good one, and that was the cause of his bitterness. Cass was good at taking in information, and terrible at passing it on in any way that made sense. He was like a sponge, but it felt like he was speaking a foreign language when he tried to explain how he knew what he did.
So the fact that Draken, of all people, was good at that? Made him pissed off.
Draken didn’t seem to notice Cass’ internal conflict, or he was ignoring the feelings directed towards him in favour of continuing his lesson on magic. That only made Cass more frustrated at his apparent inadequacies when compared with Draken, even if it was only done by himself.
Damn the man. Damn the dragon.
Why was he sitting in a damn sunbeam? Who was allowed to be a good teacher and handsome? Cass wished a cloud would come by and take away his little moment of warmth, but the sky wouldn’t listen to him, and Draken looked like he was freaking sparkling in the sunlight. His long, black hair blew gently in the wind, his orange eyes bright as he spoke, his facial hair perfectly trimmed, and the ties that were never tied at the top of his shirt gently moving in the wind, causing Cass’ eyes to wander.
Fuck everything. He was trying to focus, but every little movement from Draken was making him dart his gaze down and forget about whatever words he was speaking.
"Cassian? Are you listening to me?" Cass froze. He had not been. He had been so absorbed in his own thoughts, feelings, and the damn tease of a string on Draken’s shirt that he’d been unable to focus. He had no idea what Draken had just said, and he was sure his face told him that.
Draken’s lips thinned, at first looking severe, before his orange eyes dancing gave him away and he threw his head back and laughed.