5SOS Imagines and Preferences

Study buddy (Ashton)

Y/N sat on her end of the bed, lamp light on and hand tangled in her hair. She was almost done with the study guide, just twenty more questions to go. Who the hell puts 200 questions on the study guide? It's like I'm taking the damn final right now.

As she scribbled down another answer, she felt her sleeping boyfriend roll over before letting out a groan. "Baby girl, just go to sleep already," he murmured, looking up at her with sleepy eyes. His bottom lip jutted out in a pout as he grabbed the pen from her hand, chucking it across the room.

"This is due tomorrow!" Y/N screeched, jaw dropping slightly. "Ashton, some of us don't have the privilege of dropping out and have to graduate!" Y/N broke into sobs, covering her face with her hands. "I'm not gonna graduate!" She sobbed, grabbing her packet of questions and tossing it off the bed.

"Hey, hey there," Ashton whispered, sitting up and throwing his arm around Y/N's shoulders. "Don't you dare say that. You're the smartest person I've ever met, Y/N. You are too going to graduate."

Y/N leaned into Ashton's bare chest, body racking with loud sobs. The constant studying has been getting her strung up, and this final in particular would have a huge impact on her grade. One slip-up and it was no graduation for Y/N.

"I just don't understand it, Ash," she sniffled, sitting back up and wiping her teary eyes. "I've bullshit pretty much every question there is on this guide because I really don't remember it. It makes no sense."

"What class is this?" Ashton asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"AP Government and History."

Ashton's eyes lit up, a grin cracking on his face as he reached over to the bedside table and grabbing his glasses. He slid them on eagerly. "Y/N, this is my strong spot!" He exclaimed, climbing off the bed to retrieve her pen and packet. "I can help you!"

"You can?" Y/N questioned, looking up at Ashton with hopeful eyes. He nodded in response.

"Go make yourself some coffee or something, I'll start reading," Ashton mumbled, bending down and kissing Y/N's chapped lips softly. Y/N climbed off the bed and stretched her sore limbs before exiting the bedroom, slowly stepping down the staircase until she reached the kitchen.

The packet was finished a few hours later, Y/N sleepily cuddled into Ashton's arm as he explained each answer to her. "See? Not so bad," Ashton smiled, pressing a reassuring kiss on Y/N's warm temple. "You're gonna ace this final."

"You're the best," Y/N responded, grabbing the completed guide from her boyfriend and setting it on the side table. Her clock read 2:49 a.m. Y/N frowned. "Ash, I only have four hours until I need to be at school."

"Don't worry about it," he whispered, leaning over Y/N and turning off the lamp. "Get some rest, princess. You got a big day ahead of you."