Senju Kawaragi oneshots

Taking breaks

“[Firsttttt nameeeee]. [Firstttt nammeeee].” 

Senju called out to your figure from laying on your bed. Currently she was over at your house just to hang out, as you were sitting at your desk, head resting in your hand as you quietly worked on your homework. At first you had told Senju that you would be doing a bit of homework so the two of you could relax more, but that was two hours ago. Senju saw that your name being called out didn’t catch your attention, so she tried a different method. That method was just staring at you till you got a feeling someone was looking at you then boom! Your attention would be on her. With a small pout on her face, she glued her eyes to your back in hope of making you avert your attention. 

Alas, for thirty straight minutes of Senju staring at your back you didn’t show any signs of stopping in the mountain of pile of your work. The only thing that had changed was the subject that you were working on, changing Math to English. If you were to be honest, you had felt Senjus’ stare on your back as you worked but chose to ignore it. Now you didn't ignore her on purpose, god no. All you wanted to do in that moment was tackle her into hugs and pepper her in kisses. But there was a part of you that demanded you get your work done, or else you would lose motivation to do it at a later date. 

‘Ok plan B didn’t work. Gotta switch over to plan C.’ Senju thought as she slowly got up, leaving her phone down on your bed. Walking over behind you, first she peered over your shoulder to see what you were working on. You had now taken out a computer that had a google docs on the screen. She could see at least two good sized paragraphs typed up neatly. She would watch as you typed, your fingers stretching to push the key, letting out that satisfying ‘click’ sound every time you typed. On the contrary, she also learned that you were a fast typer, as your hands wizard across the keyboard. Every so often you would glance down at a paper sitting down next to you, still typing. 

You had even typed out full words! And spelled them correctly nonetheless! Sighing dramatically, Senju slowly started to cover her arms that were enveloped by her gang sleeve, around your neck placing her chin on your shoulders. 

“What are you typing about darling?” She asked in a bit of a sleepy tone. Ok, mabey she did take a small nap earlier while you were still working. 

“English. Gotta write an essay about 16th and 17th century poetry. The teacher said to research online, then compare and contrast.” As you were talking, Senju watched as your hand still wizzed across the keyboard, typing full and spelled out words. Standing there in complete silence Senju watched as you continued typing. 

Turning in the assignment, you closed and shut off your computer, exciting Senju. Were you done with all your work? Senju internally groaned as she saw you reaching for your history book, papers poking out of the pages. Finally having enough of you not giving her any attention or taking a single break in over three hours, Senju grabbed your wrist(gentaly) stopping you in your tracks.

 “Senju? What is it?” You asked, a hint of confusion in your voice and on your face. “You’re taking a break. No ifs ands or buts.” She states before guiding your hand from the book

back to yourself. From there she pulled your chair out with you still sitting on it. From there she turned your chair around, the chairs’ back now facing your desk. 

Grabbing your hand she gently tugged you up and walked you over to the bed. Sighing, you got in first, laying down on your side before laying parallel from you. You scooted over, hugging her waist as you laid your head on her chest. “

You should take more breaks, you know? I reassure you that you have plenty of time to get your work done.” She started while playing with a piece of your hair. You hummed, telling her that you understood what she was saying. Oddly, the sound of her heartbeat and the touch of her playing with your hair relaxed both your mind and body, soon making you fall fast asleep on her. 

“*sigh* You’re too hard on yourself sometimes, [First name].”

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