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「 pizzas & a cute boy 」
choi chanhee & ji changmin
word count: 1605

chanhee is having a hard time studying. changmin comes in to save the day.

⌗NOTE ! 
yes i know the title is shitty but hello everyone i made this in 2 hrs aka my collective study break pls be nice to me

i just want to cry over very sweet romance thank you nd enjoy !!

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Oh God. I'm fucked. I'm totally fucked.

How long has it been since Chanhee started a staring (turned glaring) contest with his laptop screen? One minute? Two minutes? Five? It doesn't matter. What matters right now is that the semester is just a week away from ending, and that all of his professors must have thought that simultaneously dumping their major projects that are all due in exactly a week was a good idea. 

Now, Chanhee isn't a bad student. In fact, he is the opposite. He gets his homework done at least three days before it's due, so naturally he immediately started working on his semester end projects the moment he finished his last synchronous class of the week. He expected to finish everything by Sunday night. But oh boy, is he totally wrong.

Two portfolios, two worksheets, three art projects, and a video presentation. Chanhee never wanted to drop out so badly.

Six hours have already passed since he got out of class but until now, he still haven't crossed a single one of those things on his list. His four tabs about Polystyrene Plastic is peeking in his title bar, mocking him about his lack of concentration, and Chanhee swears he is so close to exploding.

And speaking of exploding, his phone is also vibrating so much because of his groupmates in Chemistry who apparently skipped reading comprehension class during elementary.

I'm fucked. I'm totally fucked.

The familiar feeling of his mother's and his own disappointment at himself is starting to creep its way to his mind, ready to make him breakdown and lose motivation for the rest of the day. Chanhee slams his head against the glass table of his living room where he is currently trying to concentrate, only to wince when the impact was too strong.

His study playlist continues to play faintly in the background as the pout on his face becomes even more prominent against the surface of the table. He can hear someone open his door and take off their shoes but Chanhee just kept his face pressed against the cold glass.

He doesn't need to look up to see who is his visitor. The peach scent and the happy humming immediately gives their identity away.

"Go away."

The newcomer's cheerful humming of STAYC's So Bad halts. There's silence and some shuffling of clothes until Chanhee can smell the peach perfume envelope him. He can feel a hand caress his hair and it just makes him frown even more.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" The visitor asks.

Chanhee shakes his head even though he knows that he completely looks stupid with his head on the table. "No appetite."

"I brought food. I know you're craving for pizza right now."

The smell of oven-baked pizza starts to enter Chanhee's nostrils, and for a second he had the sudden urge to rise and take a huge bite of his favorite food. But Chanhee just stayed in his place, still upset at himself for not doing anything productive for the last few hours. "Go away, Changmin."