"stop yer whining," your boyfriend rolls his eyes. he's sitting criss crossed on your bed, books and papers scattered everywhere as he clutches a pencil in his hand firmly, scribbling something down in a swift motion. "you're a clever girl."

you exhale, bringing your knees up to your chest. katsuki came over to study with you, claiming, "yer smart as shit but don't know how to apply yourself" and so here he is, surrounded by textbooks and notes, working his way through assignments with you by his side.

you hum softly, letting your head fall onto his lap. his glasses are slightly askew as his sharp eyes soften just the tiniest bit as they meet yours, making your heart flutter. he huffs, readjusting his glasses, the subtle movement making his cheeks turn a shade of pink he tries so hard to hide. "no, get up," he grumbles, his voice rough around the edges, but affectionate nonetheless. he pokes your cheek with the tip of his finger, "no falling asleep." he grunts, forcing down the stupid smile he feels forming onto his lips as you nestle in closer.