Jaime mentally slapped himself. He had agreed to teach Bart some Spanish, but as usual Bart wasn't even paying attention.
"What is 'This wall is purple'?" Jaime asked.
"Hmm?" Bart stopped balancing a pencil on his face. "Oh, umm. Mi novio es una llama de color púrpura?" Bart tried.
Jaime face-palmed before slamming his forehead repeatedly on the table.
"What?" Bart questioned innocently.
"You just said your boyfriend is a purple llama." Jaime looked at Bart with the most unimpressed face.
Who is this purple llama, Jaime Reyes? Do we need to take it out?
No, Bart is just being estúpido
"Oopsie?" Barr shrugged before giving Jaime a hug. "Im boorrrrreeeeedddd." Bart buried his head in Jaime's neck. "Lets do something fun."
"So learning my language isn't fun, ese?" Jaime raised an eyebrow before kissing Bart on the head.
"What? No, her-man-oh! It's crash and all, but.... Ugh. Fine." Bart pulled away and opened the Spanish textbook Jaime had lent him.
"I'm going to get some drinks." Jaime said, before leaving the room.
Once he had the drinks, Jaime headed back upstairs, only to find Bart asleep with the Spanish textbook being crushed by his head.
Sighing, Jaime placed the glasses on the desk and grabbed a blanket off his bed. He carefully placed it over his boyfriend's shoulders and planted a kiss on his head before taking a picture.
Jaime smiled and decided the language lessons could wait.
