𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 • 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𖹭 𝐭.𝐧

First one shot!!
• smut !!
• 3rd person

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Tired was an understatement to how you were feeling. You literally couldn't be bothered to do anything.

Theodore noticed because he gave up trying to hug you after the 23rd time and had now resigned to trying to make you laugh.

It was a week before exam week, and everything was weighing heavy on your mind, which resulted in you excessively studying.

On the contrary, Theodore couldn't care less about his grades, quickly making an excuses to walk away whenever you asked him to study with you.

You were worried, but brushed it off to not cause any arguments, but it was getting too much now.

"You don't wanna come study, baby?"

"Course I do. I'm actually buzzing now that you asked." Sarcasm dripped from his voice and you rolled your eyes.

Shutting your book with an unnecessary slam, you turned your spinny chair to face him.

No shirt, legs straight in plaid pjs, phone in his hands, hair messy, laid in your bed and he couldn't look better.

Looking up at you and raising a brow at the exaggerated book slam he pursed his lips, knowing what was coming.

"I'm not being unreasonable when I say this Theodore; you need to study, what happens when you fail? Hm?" You pressed him for an answer.

"Gosh, Y/n, I'll survive. you've been so annoying recently with all your studying shit." Ouch, that has a little kick to it.

He could tell he fucked up before the words even left his mouth.

"Really, Theodore? Is that how you feel?"

Your voice unintentionally came out in almost a whisper.

He looked down in embarrassment about being so rude to you, the one he loves.

He didn't mean to be such a prick, but he had already settled with the idea of failing, so he was cooler with just guessing on the go.

"No, you're right, I'm sorry, baby." He mumbled, putting his phone to the side and fiddling with his fingers.

Yes, you knew that he felt bad and you knew he didn't mean it, but he had to learn his lesson.

"No, Theodore. You're right. Because you're always right. I'm completely wrong for studying for exams that could determine my future!"

"No, Y/n, I didn't mean that. I don't know why I said that, baby. I'll study if you want me to, don't be mad at me."

Sighing, you get up and your barely standing straight before he's getting up and wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into a hug.

Which is needed and instantly reciprocated.

You smile weakly and he kisses your temple and whispers a bunch of apologies.