++MALIA++I'm giving myself a headache trying to figure this shit out. It really shouldn't even be this difficult. I hate math so much. I'm never gonna finish this damn homework. It's due tonight and it's been two days.
If I don't finish it tonight, I'm screwed.
With a heavy sigh, I unlock my phone and go to Instagram. I open my thread with Yoongi and message him.
Hey. Have you finished the
homework that's due tonight?I'm fuckin struggling
Yeah I finished it. Don't beat
yourself up about too much.
Even I struggled a bit with itOh.. well that's just great. If the robotics major struggled, then I'm definitely fucking screwed. Isn't math like mandatory for their degree? Along with a bunch of techy shit? I'm so fucked.
I can meet you at the library after
my fourth block if you're free
to help youIf you need me to
I don't want to bother you like that
I'll YouTube lessons and figure it out
It's nothing. I'm all caught up
on the work for my classesOkay then. As long as it's not a
problem for your scheduleI'll meet you in the library
after my fourth blockThank you
No problem
I lock my phone and set it on the bed before marking the spot in my textbook and closing it. I'll be done with that until I meet with Yoongi.
I get out of bed and walk out of my room to the kitchen. I open the freezer and reach for a hot pocket. I open it up and put it in the microwave, setting it on two minutes.
As I'm waiting for my food to cook, I look at the time on the stove. My eyes widen when I see it and I run to my room to get dressed. I don't know why I though it was earlier than it was. Namjoon is gonna be here soon so we can go get the stuff for our cat and then pick him up.
I put on a pair of brown sweatpants and a white t shirt. I slip my sneakers on and grab my coat as I hear knocks. The microwave beeps as I walk to the door.
"Dammit." I say as I open the door.
"You ready?" Namjoon looks me and up down.
My breath catches in my throat at the sight of him. His hair has some gel in it to keep it from looking flat. It's so simple but damn.
"Yeah. Let me get my hot pocket."
"We could have stopped to get food."
"I didn't realize what time it was when I put it in the microwave. We can still stop at the cafe though. I'll get some cocoa." I get a paper towel to grab my hot pocket and set it on the counter. "Don't touch it!" I call to Namjoon as I go to grab my phone.
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