matt let out a grumble as his pencil traced his textbook, leaving a light line under the printed words. his head rested on your lap, his legs kicked up with the book against his thighs.

he was re-reading the same sentence over again for the fifth time. usually, matt was stable and focused when it came to studying, but today was off, he had too much on his mind and he couldn’t even begin to memorize the words.

“you okay?” you softly murmured from above him, putting your phone down to run your fingers through the tips of his brunette locks as a form of comfort.

matt sighed, looking up at you with a tired expression. he fixed his slanted glasses before snuggling back into your thigh.

“‘m fine—don’t worry.” he attempted to reassure with a shaky breath, bringing the textbook closer in hopes in it helping.