“are you even paying attention, aiden.” you snapped at him. your eyebrows were furrowed in frustration as he sat across from you with a constant smirk.

you were supposed to be tutoring him, his grades in english were dropping fast. when mr. thomas mentioned it, the (fake) blonde requested specifically you to help him, yet here he was wasting your time. the urge to slap aiden was increasing at every little move he made.

he was so smug, so carefree. why couldn’t he give a shit for once and be a slightly decent human being? and why did he have to ask you to tutor him? why not taylor or logan? they were passing all of their classes with straight a’s. you already had to spend seven hours with him in a dimension for survival, an added three hours for the classes you shared, and now two more?!

you were about to stand up before aiden replied, his voice soft and lighthearted. “‘m’sorry, babe. i swear, i didn’t mean to piss you off, it’s just hard to pay attention when you look so pretty.” he gazed up at you, eyes filled with endearment with his cheeks flushed.