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Poe Edgar X Readers [Poetry lesson]

"Come on. Why don't you just help me with one more verse? Please" You were standing next to the sofa where Edgar, your tutor was sitting. Actually he's your sweetheart in the normal day but a demon when it came to writing a story or poetry. You asked him to help with some of your work, since you're still in the collage. And this poem work worth half of your college exam. (You in your final year of college)

"Not anymore." "Pretty please?." He sighed. "I told you that poem doesn't have to be rhythmical or whatsoever. But at least get the grab of the meaning of it."He like hella mean to you when you did something wrong to the writing or making a poem. But you couldn't blame him either way cause you are the worst when you it come to making a poem or coming up with an idea.

You could made up some words with the similar rhythm and combine it but it literally didn't make any sense that's why he would get annoyed by it. "I just did it. Would you please help me for one more?" "Nope. I just teach you a moment ago about the rhythms thing. And in the end you just wrote some random words in." He looked at you with a tiring expression all over his face.

He's been teaching you for more than 2 hours. "I'm too tired now. I need some rest. By the time I wake up you should be done with your poem or else no dessert for the rest of the week." "Wait...what?" It's too late for you to argued with him since he already went back to his slumber. Geezz, is he eager that much just for a short nap.?

You shook your head and started to wrote down your the one and only most beautiful poem ever. About 30 minutes later, you finally done with your work. "well, it's not that bad right?" You re-read your work again and finally decided to give it to Edgar to check it.

And as a result, things gotten even worst. "What the hell are you writing. Is this even English?" Edgar looked more irritated than the last time. "what with the 'drop from the top, drop my grade like it flop, I brought what you taught me, If I'm wrong just don't caught me'. Are you a rapper or what?" You awkwardly looked away from him while scratching your nap. Obviously, I asked for help yet you just ignore me and went for a nap. And now you got mad me over something I did and it's also what I am bad at.

"Fine, now let's start with 'Tell me, how is it fair?'" Then he got up from the bed and walked over to his work desk while taking out a plain white sheet of paper out. He wrote down what he just said and passed it to me.

"Emm, As We flow along the air?" You continue his sentence with hesitate. "Not bad, but let's make this about life." He slowly approached you who was sitting on the bed. You suddenly felt the chill running down your spine with his sudden change of attitude. He was just  angry a moment ago and now suddenly become soft??

As he sat on the bed next to you, you slowly move away from him preventing him from coming closer to you. Then he got a confused look on his face. "What's wrong, [Y/n]-chan?" He asked you with a calm tone which even make scary than his calm face. [ Though you can't see his eyes.]

"Nothing, but who are you??" You asked him back while moving back to take the blanket to cover yourself. "It's still me, Poe Edgar." "No you're not him." Out Of the blue he leaped over you and pin down both of your arms on the bed. And suddenly he kissed you without any hesitation like he used to do. This is not him at all. Why does his body smelled unusual. It's smell like drug. You quickly released your hands from him and push him hard which made him fell on the floor and his head hit the desk.

He passed out since the back of his head hit the desk. You walked to the unconscious man and lift him by putting his arm of your shoulder. You filled in the bath tub full of warm water and you slowly unbutton his shirt. WOw, his body is in a good shape. You dazed off after the glimpse of his body.

After you realize the situation, you slapped yourself out of it and quickly put him in the bath tub. You went out from the bathroom and went to get change since you got all soaked up after putting him in the bath tub. You,yourself weren't sure if this method will help him essentially but at the very least get him get better even a little bit is better than nothing. And you were planning to finish your work soon since you couldn't delay any more times.

About a while later, you heard the bathroom cracked open and show the shirtless man in front of you. You blushed a bit and gave him clothes to change. "Why did I wake up in the bathroom?" "Well, long story short. You got drugged and you hit the desk and felt unconscious and I'm the one who put you in the bathtub. By the way how did you got yourself drugged?"

The man in front of you look a bit confuse with your question. "Got drugged? I don't remember drinking anything before that." I just took some sleeping pill like usual wait did I take the wrong pill?? "W-Wait, d-did I d-do t-that?" You turned to looked his reddish face and kind of confused. "Do what?" "You know...something..Er." Then it hit you hard. Was he thinking about that while in the bathroom?? You clam your nerves down since you didn't want thing to got messy. And also because he just woke up."Well, forget about it. First here is my poem." You gave him the paper and he read it out loud.

After awhile of reading he finally looked brighter and gave back your work. "So how was it?" "Well, good enough." "Heh? Only good enough? No more compliments." "Fine, Fine you did a very excellent job." And you smile as a satisfaction. You looked at him with a puppy eyes as a sign for something more than a compliment. "What's else do you want?" You chuckled at his grumpy voice. "You know......something I have been waiting for." "Huh?? D-d-don't t-tell m-me that y-you w-want that?"

Then you swiftly looked at his red face in disbelief. "HEY GET YOUR MIND IN THE TRACK HERE. I'm only asking for some snack here. Not THOSE dirty things." Then he sighed in relief and agree with me. He pet your  head and you hugged him since he back to normal and everything is finally end here.

Here is the flow
Where's my thought go
The things I am desperate
To know and unknown
They start way below
At the part Where I can't sew,
The torn and the ripped
I can't tie in a bow
Then they drag me down low,
Like a strong undertow
Like I have oars in both hands
But I'm refusing to row
And at last I finally know
I woke up under the dream of glow
I see it snowed on the window
I sit by and watch it flow
Day by day, and until another chance.

SORRY GUYS FOR THIS. I DIDN' NOTICE THAT HALF OF THE STORY WAS GONE I'M SO SO SORRY. I don't why but very time I upload A one shot story about "Poe Edgar" it's seem like the Internet really hate him since my story got deleted half of it. No wonder I thought it was quite strange. Anyway the poem it not mine. Credit to the owner.