— "augh, I'm so tired." ajax groans, rolling over on your bed so that he was laying on his stomach. he has his chin resting in his palm as he gazes at your back and frowns. "hey... are you done yet?"

he asks a little impatiently, watching you type away on your laptop, finishing some sort of essay that you left till last minute. he came over see you since his lectures for the day finished, and he had no more work left to do, but you're still doing the same work you've been doing for an hour now. its late, very late, and he doesn't want to sleep without you even though his lids are threatening him to sleep. he knew you were a workaholic, you've been this way since you started dating him a year ago. but he can never break you out of this unhealthy habit, no matter how he tries.

"you've been on it for a while now... why don't you come take a break?" he coaxes with his voice, trying to get you to come to bed with him.