"ugh, you're so smart, its not fair-" you say, looking at your boyfriend. "I'm literally dumb as fuckk." you groan, falling back onto the couch. he looks at you, "sweetheart, you aren't dumb.." he sits next to you on the couch. he puts his hand on your thigh, rubbing it in comforting circles. "I can always help you study for the tests if that's what you're worried about.."