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The library was quiet, obviously so due to the location you were studying at. You glance around at the mountain of books stacked upon the desk and groan to yourself, mentally cursing from procrastinating at the last second. "This is soooo shitty.." You mutter, scratching your head as you read the textbook.
Checking your phone, it had already been 2 hours since you've sat on the chair, by then you've only finished 2 of 7 books due the day after tomorrow.
You whisper yelled, annoyed out of your mind "Ugghh, I can't believe it, why the fuck would I say 'that's a future me problem!?"
You whimper softly, looking at the books in exhaustion. "Whatever.." You resume writing, the ache of doing it for so long taking a toll.
Where is the Metacarpal located?
Which muscle contracts the arm?
Which organ is responsible for creating bile?
What syndrome creates an extra chromosome?
By the time you finished, it was already dark outside.
Click
Click
Click
You turned your head to the direction of the footsteps, seeing the librarian standing over you.
"Excuse me, visiting hours are nearly over. Please put all the books back before we close." She said softly, gesturing her hand to all of the open textbooks.
"Got it, I'll be sure to finish up by then." She appreciates your compliance and turned to leave. You look at the time reading 8:37, and sigh. Saving all of your progress, you shut down your laptop and begin collecting all of the books.
Struggling just a bit, you manage to carry every book and start going over each section to return them. "Alright.. This one goes over here.." You mutter, furrowing your brows as the challenge to open up the space with one hand as you carried heavy books in the other proved to be difficult. "Fuck, what the fuck." You grit your teeth.
Repeating this process on all the other books, you return back to your belongings, all of them in perfect piece. You checked the time on your phone that reads 8:49, along with a new message from your long time boyfriend.
Sweetheart 💜
8:44
Heyy! It's quite late, you doing okay?
Kinda worried :<
8:48
Yeah, I was just finishing up. These hw's
are shit ( ͡° ʖ̯ ͡°)
Ooo okau! I already made us dinner but...
I ate without you, sorry! (∩´﹏`∩)
Don't be, I took longer than I expected
I wouldn't want you to starve cuz of me!
(.❛ᴗ❛.)
You laughed breathily, amused to no end from his worrying. You stuffed your laptop in your bag and quickly left. The soft jingle of the library indicating your departure.
Standing under the bus stop, a small sense of doubt fills your guts that no vehicle will come. You quickly shoot him a text of your worries, deleting it once you saw the headlights of an incoming bus. "Thank god."
Choosing the seat farthest from any people, you quickly take out your phone and start scrolling through TikTok, paying the ticket taker for your travel once he asks you. You look out the window to find a drizzle of rain pattering across the glass.
.
As the door clicks open, you are immediately attacked by your boyfriend, not even getting a single breath out of your mouth. "You're home! Come, take your shoes off, I kept your plate warm." He giddily runs inside the apartment.
A soft smile falls on your lips as you do what he says, the exhaustion of the outside world, lighter in the presence of his being. "Alright alright.. I'm coming." You let out an exasperated laugh.
Taking your shoes off, you place them neatly beside his. Hanging your coat on the hatstand, alongside your bag. The stench of a familiar appetizing food wafts through your nose "Do I smell my favourite?" You comment teasingly.
He laughs awkwardly, guiding you through the apartment "Yeah.. I had a feeling you'd be shitty after returning." He sits you down and brings out the plate. "Soo" He drawls "How was college?" He pries, gazing at you with such adoring eyes.
You look down at the food before you with joy, already halfway of putting in a spoonful. "It was uhm.. Shitty yeah, like you said." You stuff your mouth, chewing like a chipmunk (please don't comment on this)
"I see I see.." He nods, placing a hand on his chin as he feigned thinking "When did the 'Shitty' start?" He looks at you like a police officer investigating a criminal. His hands clasped beneath his eyes as he stares at you seriously.
Matching his playfulness, you lower your voice. "Hmm, I'd say it started when the professor assigned us a group to do our projects in!" You exclaimed, giggling breathily at his foolishness.
He gasps, as if important information was revealed. "What?! Pray tell! What are the details of this group?" He makes a circle from his hands and looks through it to mimic a magnifying glass.
You swallow the mouthful of delicacy currently residing in the insatiable cave "They have depended on me to do everything! It was horrible! Subjected to such torture in the form of weakness.." The tone of your voice is mournful, placing a hand over your heart.
"Tragedy!" He yells out, a hand in his face as he smoothly glides his other hand to take the one on your chest. "Who could ever do such a thing to this delightful lady?~" He kisses the back of your hand, his lips lingering as he looks at you with a gentle smile.
Sighing, you quickly finish your food to calm your racing heart. "You're very corny" You joke, amused at his crestfallen expression. Standing up to place your dish in the sink.
"You wound me so!" He quickly nudges you to the side, taking over the sink. "Ah-ah-ah! No-no. You are going to go rest, no buts, it took you too long to get home." He shushes, the water already turned on as he got to work.
You shake your head in disbelief, yet you smile all the same. Wondering how you pulled such a man. "Alright, I appreciate that." You lean over and kiss his cheek, bidding him goodbye as you enter the bedroom.
Unbuttoning your blouse, throwing it in the nearby laundry basket. Unclasping your bra, the rush of cool air pass over your breasts, making you shiver. You quickly toss it with the blouse, trying to find something comfortable to wear and keep you warm all the same. Yet you know you'd still prefer his.
Finding suitable pajamas, you toss the rest of your dirty clothes in the basket. Hugging yourself as you hurry into the bathroom, to take your makeup off (even if its just 1 piece of makeup). By the time you step out, he was laying on the bed with a rose between his teeth.
"Hey beautiful~" He purrs, cackling immediately after. "I'm kidding! Cm'ere you!" He places the flower on the nightstand. Spreading his arms as he awaits for you to jump in and cuddle.
You chuckle, walking over and sit on the bed, crawling over slightly as you plop down in his arms, your legs tangling immediately as you hug his waist and he does the same. "Hi~" Is your reply, looking at him with just as much love.
"There she is.. The little monster that's greedy for every single touch." He nuzzles your hair, breathing in your scent.
"Yep.. That's me.." You bury your face in his chest, melting at the little touches he leaves on your back. Doodling shapes. "It's just so annoying.. The moment you do something wrong, they blame you-" You were cut off by his finger in your face.
"Hush now, there's no need for that. You're here with me." He comforts, cradling your face with tenderness. "They don't matter, you should focus on yourself." He kisses your forehead ignoring the slight pout on your lips.
"Yeah but, its frustrating, they look at me like I'm their savior but gaze at me with hate when I do it wrong." You explain, squeezing your arms around him tighter. Looking at him with hurt "I don't know.."
"Shh, if they bother you so much, just report them to the professor." He consoled, rubbing your back.
"I can't, I don't want to be the reason why they failed-!" He covers your mouth abruptly
"Dearest, you're really that amazing?" He laughs breathily, the sound calming your nerves "You will never be the cause for that, if they didn't do anything, they don't deserve anything." He explains, tilting your chin up. "Look at me." He told you firmly
You hadn't realized it but you've lowered your head, you quickly look at him innocently, like you weren't on the verge of breaking down.
"Whatever you do, I'll support it. Though, this way of thinking.. You're only hurting yourself more than you think." He said worriedly gazing into your eyes with a hurt like hes guilt tripping you into doing the right thing. "I don't want you to suffer while this group you're talking about gets all the positive outcomes. While I love that you're kind, you give too much, it's unhealthy."
You lower your gaze, knowing he's right. Always has been even if your pride doesn't want to admit it on some days. You bury your head in his chest as you cling onto him. The warmth of his body causing a rush of dopamine in your head.
"I get it, but you need to remember there's limits. Be more self aware, hun." He hugs your body tight, as if you'd leave him the moment he starts getting too suffocating. Yet in this moment, you want nothing more than to crawl under his skin. "I love you, I don't love seeing you hurt." He ends, closing his eyes as he breathes the very essence of you
You do the same, a lighter feeling in your chest as he wrings out problems from your mind.
You know, you'll never let him go.