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➙Demotivated - Gareth (Request)

Today had just been an awful mess. You had been sick the other week, which unfortunately was the time you had to take all of your exams. Which... Well, wasn't exactly easy when your head felt like it was going to explode. So naturally, when you found out your scores, they weren't necessarily the ones you'd hoped for. Feeling disappointed with yourself, you walked home, trying to figure out what you did to get sick in such an important time. It wasn't like you didn't study - In fact, you stayed up all night just to memorize everything you needed. It didn't pay off though. And that's what bothered you. All the thinking brought you to exactly nothing, as you arrived at your house. Unlocking the door, you walked inside and tossed your bag into the nearest corner.

How could this even happen?
You thought to yourself as you walked over to the couch and flopped onto it, face first. Grabbing the nearest pillow, you tried to release all of your frustration and screamed.

Much to your dismay, it didn't work. You weren't feeling any different than before, except for maybe the slight pain that was starting to spread in your throat.

God, what on earth do I do now?
Was everything you could think.
The last thing you were expecting now was the doorbell ringing. As said thing happened, your head jerked up, completely taken by surprise.

You sighed, using all of the strength you had left to stand up and slump towards the door.
Maybe I'm just being dramatic.

As you opened the door, your eyes widened slightly. Standing in front of you was your curly haired boyfriend, with a bag slung over his shoulder.

"Hey there, love. I thought it'd be nice of me to stop by.", he said, a smug grin adorning his face.

You couldn't help but smile slightly. No matter how rough your days were, Gareth always managed to lift your mood.

"So, can I come in, then?", he asked, and you snapped out of your thoughts.

"O-Oh yeah sure, please do.", you said, trying to cover up that you were thinking about him.

He smiled and stepped into your house, putting the bag he was carrying down onto the couch. Due to the soft impact the contents started to make sounds. All you heard was crinkling, so you assumed that there were just even more bags inside.

"Sooo, I was thinking about having a movie day with you?", he mumbled before turning around to face you. That was when his brows furrowed.

"My, you look slightly troubled. Are you not happy to see me?", he joked, then holding up his hands in defense as he noticed your annoyed expression.

"I wasn't being serious. You wanna tell me about it? It's fine if not.", he asked, his face now showing signs of slight worry.

You took his hand and pulled him over to the couch, pushing his bag away to make more space. The both of you sat down, and he started leaning into your side with his head resting on your shoulder.

"My day was pretty shit. I guess you could say it like that.", you whispered, frustration being evident in your voice. Your boyfriend nodded besides you, taking your hand and playing with your fingers.

"I'm sorry about that.", he said softly, and you shrugged.

"It's not your fault. Studying just never seems to work out, no matter how hard I try... And I'm kind of frustrated about that.", you muttered.

"So that's what is on your mind right now.", he chuckled and looked up at you.

"Good that I'm here then. Gareth to the rescue!", he shouted playfully and you giggled.

"I've brought some movies and some snacks! You can pick whatever you'd like, I just want you to feel better.", is what he said with a smile. He quickly got up, grabbing the contents of his bag. The snacks were your favorites, and you remembered that for some of the movies, you had told him about wanting to see them sometime.

"Thank you, Gareth.", you smiled gently, your cheeks heating up slightly. In just a second you leaned closer to him and found yourself in his embrace.

"Anytime, my love.", he grinned and kissed you gently.

As you got everything ready, the both of you were back to sitting on the couch, with his arm around you and a big bowl in front of you.

"I told you it was nice of me to stop by.", he smirked at you and you chuckled.

"Yes Gareth, I suppose it was."