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You got a mysterious call from your college tutor, Professor Graham, instructing you that your extra credit sessions will be taking place at a new address for tonight.
You're pretty angry about it; the new address is miles out in the woods and the February snow is making it hard to navigate. Still, you push through - you really need to get your grade up, or risk losing your place on the course.
Eventually, you pull up outside a small wooden hut. In the dim light, you can make out the flickering light of a burning fire and, hesitantly, you knock on the door.
"It's open!"
You push the door open and peer in.
Will is sitting on an arm chair, swathed in a sweater as he stared into the dancing flames in front of him. His head shifts and he stares you straight in the eye.
"I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it, Y/N."
"I nearly didn't." Your reply is short, curt. It causes him to wince and he turns to the table in front of him.
Wine glasses and an expensive bottle of champagne sits in the middle, with a box of chocolates sat next to it. You raise an eyebrow silently, and glance at him.
"I thought we could celebrate." He stands, pouring the champagne and offering you a glass.
"Celebrate what?"
"You passed the course. Congratulations."
Head in a spin, you blink at him in disbelief as you sip the alcohol.
"That means I'm no longer your teacher."
You look up quickly, staring at him as he steps closer.
"You knew..?"
Will laughs. "You think I missed how you would stare after me?"
You blush and look away. His fingers gently lift your chin up and his lips press against your's softly.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Y/N."