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The soft whirring of the fan echoed in the background while Baji was reading the text in his textbook.
Only four days left until their exam; time was running out but the amount of material to study didn't decrease. There were a thousand things they'd rather be doing right now - but Chifuyu offered him moral support and Baji couldn't afford to fail again.
Normally, Chifuyu did a good job as moral support, but today... today it wasn't that easy. It was either because the temperature was rising or because Baji's shirt was unbuttoned threateningly wide. Chifuyu tried to concentrate, but... with that sight, it was only partially possible. He swallowed when he realised that he was staring again. With some effort, he looked away and went back to correcting Baji's papers.
A vague smile flashed across his face - all the tasks were correct. It was the first time that Baji had found the answers on his own. Without questions, without explanations. Chifuyu was a bit proud.
"It's hard to believe," Chifuyu broke the lingering silence. "But there's not a single mistake. Well done, Poindexter."
Baji looked up from his textbook. "See? I told ya I was good," he replied, to which Chifuyu rolled his eyes playfully.
"It didn't sound like that a few hours ago," was his teasing reply, but Baji just shrugged before giving him a cheeky grin, showing off pointed fangs. "Dunno what ya talkin' about."
With these words, he returned to the rest of his tasks. Chifuyu watched him for a moment before his gaze unconsciously wandered back to Baji's exposed skin. Automatically, a slight blush crept into his cheeks and when he caught himself staring again, he quickly lowered his head to feverishly pretend to correct the tasks in front of him. Stupid feelings. They were slowly becoming his downfall.
It wasn't the last time that Chifuyu's concentration went down the drain that day.