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Sunday night, the night before the exams worth 15% of your total grade. To be fair, it wasn’t like you to study for exams, but considering the scores you got on your assigned works, your exams were your last hope to make it through this grade.
You laid down on your bed, taking a “5 minute break” that you told yourself. The soft, comforting texture of your bedsheet made you not want to get up, but your phone lit up, a notification.
You quickly sat up to check it, hoping deep inside that your exams got moved or maybe by a miracle that the teachers got in a good mood and decided that everyone is exempt from the exam.
ryusei || baby •9:47pm
ryusei || i need a spotter :( •9:47pm
It’s no secret that the man, the myth, the legend, Ryusei Shidou, went to the gym, and it’s also no secret that you didn’t.
you || ??? •9:48pm
you || i don’t work out stupid •9:48pm
you || also, im studying for the exams, u should too •9:48pm
You turned on do not disturb mode, which you swore was already on beforehand, and tossed your phone aside to continue studying.
After a while of talking to yourself, repeating made up acronyms to help you memorize the material better, someone knocks on your bedroom window. Three familiar knocks, you let out a sharp exhale before you turned to let the man, a.k.a your boyfriend, in.
“what? came to study?” you asked, questioning the guy that could’ve went here for a thousand other reasons.
“studying is for stupid people, babe. now come on, need you at the gym with me.” he replied, already grabbing your hand to drag you out of your room.
“well if i don’t study then i’ll be held back a grade, you don’t want that, do you?” you said, taking your hand out of his hold.
“fine, fine, you can bring those silly books with you.” he stated, obviously ready to provide a solution for whatever excuse you have to not come with him.
“ryusei.” you started. “i cant even lift half the weights you lift—“ he interrupted you by already fixing up your books and papers, planning to bring them along.
“i’m bringing these with me, you can come if you want.” he mentioned, leaving through the same window he came in from.
you sighed, furrowing your brows a bit, grabbing your bag before following him.
as you dropped from your roof, he grins at you before handing over your things. “see? was that so hard?” he teased, to which you roll your eyes.
you arranged your things in your bag, then walking beside him, hand in hand, on the way to the gym.
it was fairly late, the moon shining to emit enough light, only to be covered by buildings that made it’s moonlight useless. as you entered the gym a step before ryusei, you noticed that there weren’t really anyone, and there was no music playing either, it would’ve been a perfect study spot if only there was no one distracting you every other second.
you sat yourself down at a table when ryusei excused himself to change. just as you finished arranging your things on the table did your boyfriend appear right next to your ear and say “why the hell do you have so many things to say about color theory? thats easy as fuck.”. you rolled your eyes, he sat next to you. “i’ll help you out on that topic-“ you perked up. “-only if you promise to train glutes after.” you immediately saddened as soon as you heard the catch, how heartbreaking.
“wow, okay, rude.” you faked-sulk. “guess you’re failing then~” he sing-songed before he got up and started walking away.
“ryuuseeiii..” he turned around when he heard your voice. was his wish finally coming true? he instantly pictured your results after training glutes in his head. “i’ll spot you if you teach me.” ‘aw, shucks.’ he thought, but who was he to decline the offer?
you positioned yourself ready to spot him, but when his arms started trembling and he told you to help, you couldn’t even help, it was too heavy. so thank the heavens that the only other guy in the gym came to help, otherwise you swear it would’ve dropped on your boyfriend’s face and ruin it’s handsome structure.
“thanks a lot, babygirl.” he kidded, then chugging some water as the guy told you some tips on how to spot, embarrassing, sure, but in your defense you swear that ryusei purposely picked the heaviest weights he could handle just to toy with you.
you went back to the table with your things on it since ryusei told you to go back studying, he also promised that he would help you when he was done.
time quickly passed by, because you fell asleep. you woke up when ryusei tapped your shoulder, he smelled good, like he just finished a shower, he probably did since his hair was wet.
you sat upright and rubbed the sleepiness off your eyes, looking around and reading the clock that said 11:53pm.
“i’m kinda hungry” ryusei spoke up, sounding bored. he has one hand on the table, propping his head up as he observed your ‘just woke up’ face.
“didn’t you say you were gonna help me with this?” you asked, though you knew better than to expect this stuff from him.
“did i?” he yawned. “let’s get food first, you can’t study if you’re hungry, you know.” he stood up and somewhat arranged your things and put them in your bag, carrying it and expecting you to follow as he walked away.
he led you to a night market, one that was so lit up you’d think it was morning if you didn’t look up. “come,” he said, dragging you to God knows where.
he handed you a filled up plastic cup with a wooden stick and some street foods you were way too familiar with because he often brought you here.
he paid the vendor and mixed up sauces in the plastic cup. “open wide, girl” he said as he stabbed deep-fried, orange battered quail egg with a stick and brought it to your mouth, expecting you to bite.
you ate a mouthful of the street food and was surprised that the sauces he mixed were good. “tastes good, huh?” he said before eating a mouthful himself.
after a while, he took you home. “sleep well, beautiful” he told you as he dropped you off at your house, unfortunately you slept too well that you missed your exam.