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"Yams," you whine, nudging his shoulder lightly beside you. "Please help, this is hard," you say, leaning your head on his shoulder watching him do his math homework.
You weren't dumb, but math definitely was not your thing and Yams was good at every subject at school, so that made him your own personal tutor.
Yams smiled at you, taking your hand in his, playing with your fingers, making you blush. Yams hands were baby soft and warm, you knew studying with him was more of a distraction than anything. You guys always ended up tangled up with each other, not getting much work done.
"Y/n...you're not even trying, just square it," He sighs, looking at your blank paper.
"What if you just squared it for me," you suggest, grabbing his hand again.
"You want me to do your homework?"
You say nothing for a moment, only offering a shrug. He sits back in his chair, like he's deeply considering it. "What's," he says blushing, pausing in his speech. "What's in it for me?" he's as red as a balloon.
You were taken aback, Yams didn't usually talk like that, it made you laugh, he turned redder. "Well...what do you want Yams?" you tease some more, whispering in his ear. Your lips graze his cheek.
He drops his pencil, turning to you, your legs tangled with his long legs.
"Just a kiss princess, get your mind out of the gutter," He says leaning forward, pecking you on the nose. It was your turn to blush now. He kisses your cheek, then you chin, back to your nose again.
Without thinking, you climb on top of him, looking down at him. "Just a kiss?" you pout, pulling at the drawstring of his hoodie. Yams places his soft hands on your hips, looking up at you.
You rest a hand on his chest. "Well...did you have anything else in mind?" Yams questions, never looking away from you, your homework forgotten.
"Hmm.." You huff out, grinding your lower body on Yams, he gasps lowly, grasping your hips tighter. "No, nothing comes to mind." You tease, climbing off of him.
Yams mumbles something under his breath, collecting himself.
"I'm definitely not helping you now," Yams says, pulling a strand of your hair lightly.
"Liar!" you accuse, shoving him again.
He says nothing only smiles.
a/n i'm back mf y'all better interact and stop lurking 😾
