Scott: "(Y/N)!" He whined from your bed, while you sat in the middle of the floor, trying to concentrate. You sighed looking up from the paper for the hundredth time.
"Scott, the answer is no because I am studying." He has been bugging you for the past half an hour to cuddle, watch a movie, or go for a walk and whatever he can think of. "Why can't you think of things to do when I'm not busy studying?" You asked a little irritated.
He chuckled hearing the irritation in your voice, "love I think you need a break." He rolled off the bed, crawling towards you. "Did you hear me? Or are you ignoring me?"
"I'm trying to ignore you." You cracked a smile seeing him give a sad face out of the corner of your eye. "I'm sorry that I'm so cranky. I just can't understand any of this."
"Don't be sorry babe." He whispered in your ear, giving you a chill down your spine. "You know I love you." He kissed your cheek and down your neck. Nipping at your weak spots on your neck, you let out a moan but pushed him off of you.
"Scott." You shot him an evil glance and he had a devilish smirk. "No, not until I understand this."
"Can't you take a break, you need a break!" He rubbed your shoulders, causing you to close your eyes and lean into his touch. He rubbed the middle of your back and left soft, sweet kisses on your neck and the exposed skin on your back. You got goose bumps whenever his lips made it to your skin, his breath tickling your skin.
"Scott, I can-"
"Yes you can, just relax baby." You fell for his trap, relaxing your muscles and letting him kiss all over your body. He crawled on top of you, kissing your nose. "Do you want to study? Or take a break?"
You laughed biting your lip, "I want a break." You smirked, tangling your fingers in his hair and bringing his face down closer to yours, so you could snatch his lips.
Stiles: You stared at your homework blankly, trying to figure out the formula to use for this particular problem. Stiles watched you closely, watched as you furrowed your eyebrows together, and ruffle the hair out of your face. Watching your face turn from confused to angry, he chuckled walking towards you. "Need help?"
"Yes..." You sighed looking into Stiles' sweet brown eyes. He grabbed the math book, doing exactly what you were doing, staring at it blankly. "Well, just don't do it." He laughed handing you the book. He flopped down on your bed, rubbing your back soothingly.
"I'm not like you- I actually do my homework." You snapped, the homework getting to you. You felt guilty afterwards, "sorry Stiles." You looked at him, seeing his forgiving smile.
"Hey, it's alright. I know it's frustrating." He played with the ends of your hair, your eyes were getting heavy and all you wanted was to cuddle with Stiles. "Why don't you lay down for a bit?" He asked and stopped playing with your hair. Your eyes shot open and you got back to your homework.
"I can't, I just have a few problems left." You looked at the problem, thinking off everything, and gave up. You let out a groan and looked at Stiles. He leaned over, kissing your lips roughly. He took control, putting his hands on your books and folders, tossing them on the floor. He took his hands, placing them on your thighs and hips, taking them down to your butt to lift you up and lay you gently on your back. "Stiles." You moaned in between kisses.
"Shhh," he whispered, carrying on with what he started.
Isaac: You sat on the floor with books and paper scattered around you. The big math final was tomorrow and you were trying your best to study and look over everything. Isaac watched you as you frantically looked through the book and old notes. Seeing your eyes move from right to left while reading each lesson. "Why don't you just wing it?" He asked curiously. "You know you'll do fine."
"Not if I don't study, silly." You sarcastically commented. You looked over a problem and getting stuck which caused you great frustration. "This is so stupid, when will I use this?"
"Why don't you chill out babe, you've been studying for a good forty-five minutes." He suggested, trying to be helpful but only making you feel more frustrated.
"No, I do not need to 'chill.'" You snapped, you looked up, glaring at him but it went away. You sighed heavily, brushing back pieces of your hair. "Sorry Isaac, I just get so worried about everything and I hate school, so much stress." You felt tears swarm your eyes and in a heartbeat Isaac was sitting in front of you. He took your book out of your hands and set it beside you.
"Baby, you need a break." You nodded your head, agreeing with him. He took your hands in his, kissing each little finger, and leaving a trail of kisses up your arm. You smiled, feeling goose bumps rush up your arm, giving you the chills. He kissed your neck, putting his hands underneath your shirt. He rubbed his warm hands along your bare back, kissing you passionately. "Do you still want to study?" He asked.
"Hell no." You whispered, feeling him smirk against your lips. You wrapped your hands around his neck and kept pulling him closer to you.
Derek: You looked blankly at the problems in front of you, knowing you were out of luck since Derek was out of school and frankly didn't care all that much about it. You sat in his bed with him beside you, watching you as you attempted to complete the assignment. "I hate this." You mumbled to yourself.
"Then why do it?"
"Cause I need to pass this class to graduate, ya know? Cause I actually care." You snapped him a look, "Go get me water... Please?"
"Yes, anything for you princess." He joked; you smiled looking back into your book and attempting this problem.
"Here." Derek said, handing you the ice water. You took it thankfully, and took a sip. You handed it back to him for him to hold while you tried to finish your homework. "How long have you been doing this?"
"Close to an hour, probably." You shrugged your shoulders, used to the amount of homework you had almost every night. He shook his head in disbelief. He looked at you, seeing the anger, frustration and stress in your eyes. He felt bad that you had to do so much; he knew the stress it gave you.
"Come on baby, close up the book and take a break." He set your water down on the dresser, and sat in front of you. He took the book and papers you held in your hands and through them on the floor.
"Derek I need to-"
"You don't need to do anything; you're doing great in school. It's okay to not do one thing. Take a load off and finish it later." He took your hand and kissed the top of it.
"I like the suggestion, but it'll bother me if I don't do it." Then you felt his lips on your neck.
"Lay down," he commanded. You lay down willingly; his voice was deep and raspy. He kissed your neck, sucking on your collar bone and shoulders so the marks wouldn't be seen. You tangled your fingers in his hair, tugging lightly as he slipped of your shirt. "Do you care if you finish that assignment now?"
You laughed shaking your head no. "Of course not." You smirked, bringing his lips down to meet yours.
