Robin Arellano imagines

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ROBIN ARELLANO has never been good at math, i knew this because before i became his girlfriend, i was his best friend of 5 years. When we started 7th grade, he ALWAYS complained about maths. It was kinda irritating...but now we're in 10th grade and he still whines and groans about it. It just got more annoying. So I decided to do something that would help him. Well...hopefully anyway?

"You want to be my maths tutor?" My boyfriend asked in shocked, furrowing his brows. He was just about to take a bite of his sandwich before I spoke. I sighed. "Yes Robin, you need one and i know you won't let anyone else do it..apart from Finney, but that poor boy needs a break" i explained. He thought for a minute before grinning.

"Okay...i'll let you tutor me..if we do something interesting in between" he informed, grin getting wider. "And what do you mean by interesting, Mr Arellano" i teased, smirking back. He leaned over to peck my lips. "You'll see, I'll be at yours around 5, after school?" I nodded and gave him one last peck and he went off to find Finn while i went to find Donna.

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School finished awhile ago, Robin had arrived at my house and i was asking him questions. "Do you at least know your times tables, Robin?" I asked, completely drained from the amount of whining from this boy. Don't get me wrong, I didn't care that he struggled, people struggle. He just turns it into a chance to whine at me or anyone.

"Some of them..." he muttered, i could tell he was ashamed. I sighed. "Robin, it's okay not to know, I'm gonna help you, okay baby?" I reassured and he nodded. And suddenly, I remembered the thing he told me in school. "Hey Robin?" He hummed in response. "What was that interesting thing you wanted to do?" I questioned curiously.

His frown was immediately replaced with a smirk. "Oh yeah. Basically, every question i get right, you give me a kiss" he suggested. I mean..if it means hes gonna learn? I grinned. "Alright. First question, 12 x 12" i challenged. He seemed to think about it before his eyes lit up with excitement. "144!" I was surprised but kissed his lips anyway, incredibly proud of him.

"9 x 8?"
"72"
I kissed his nose
"25 divided by 5?"
"5"
I kissed his cheek
"13 x 10?"
"130..."
I kissed the corners of his lips

We kept going and the more we did it, the better Robin got. After tonight's session, he basically nailed times tables. "Robin, you did amazing dumbass!" I smiled, ear to ear and jumped on him. Kissing all over his face as he laughed underneath me. "I couldn't have done it without you, bitch" he teased, using the nicknames we used just to make each other laugh.

He leaned in and kissed my lips again, it wasn't just a peck. It was a longer lasting kiss which made us both feel happy, loved and special. Man, I love being Robins tutor...