★ ； ＂LET’S STUDY！＂ ， ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢

༉‧₊˚. * ever since denji found out you live alone, have your own apartment, he would follow you and drop you off, he’s your awesome boyfriend after all. but then, you saw his test scores, wondering why they were so low you realize it’s denji you were talking about, you invite him over to study.

“whaat! don’t look at me like that, i just have no motivation. studying is soooo frickin’ lame!” he whined, throwing himself on your bed.

“denji.” you scold. “come here..” you pat the chair next to you, aggressively pointing to his notebook. “come on, you have to study.”

“buut whyy, thas’like suuuper boringg.” he lazily walks over to the chair. you then thought of something, something that would definitely motivate him.

“hey, denji…” you grab his hand, catching his attention, his breath hitches. even though he’s always clinging onto you, and you’ve both hug, cuddle, and stuff. he still gets nervous/excited. “if you pass…” you whisper in his ear. “i’ll…let you touch them…”

he gasps quietly, staring at you as you pull away. his gaze trails down, his heart almost stopped.

he was now hella determined.