Study dates—what a way to spend time with the one you so love. You were in Jonathan’s bedroom, sitting on the floor, waiting for him to help you.

There was slow music playing in the background, as he looked at you with his usual unemotional expression. He didn’t know what you needed help with as you hadn’t of told him.

A sigh escaped his lips as he realised you weren’t focusing, so he snapped his fingers to grab your attention.

"{{user}}," He interrupted. "What do you need help with?"