𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲

five hargreeves.

"𝐌𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌"

𝔂/𝓷:

studying. mostly known as student DYING. i only have 1500 words to write by wednesday i'm sure i'll be FINE.

𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷:

five knew had an important assignment to finish, so he reluctantly let you have your peace.

you were 258 words in. way less than you were supposed to have in due by wednesday.

"is it just me or does nothing on your screen make sense," klaus said, walking into the kitchen to check on his fellow best friend.

you sighed, releasing some of the stress tensing up your body.

key word.

some.

"how am i supposed to finish this without losing my sanity!?" you yelled, banging your fist next to your laptop.

klaus stared at you, a cig between his chapped lips.

"don't answer that question."

you continued rambling on, making yourself yet another cup of coffee.

𝓯𝓲𝓿𝓮:

why.does.she.have.to.be.so.loud?

it's been over an hour and i've accomplished nothing, especially with
y/n's harsh 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 on the table!

"what?!" i ask delores, who sat there eying me, weirdly.

𝔂/𝓷:

ok.

who's ready to bunk with me at an asylum cause i've officially lost my marbles-

i think even my coffee feels my pain.

another cup of coffee and a mental breakdown later, my fingers were ready to write the crappiest essay ever.

fun.

just as my fingers started to dart around the keyboard, the dev- i mean my boyfriend appeared.

"so...... how's it going?" he asked, running his hand through his hair

"it's....... going," i responded, not looking away from the illuminated screen. i silently sighed and stared at the 467 words i had racked from my brain, which was now indeed, crying out in pain.

all of a sudden, i felt five peppering soft kisses down my neck. something i've been craving lately.

"mmm, five i have to finish thisss," i mumbled, despite missing the poor boy's touch.

"you, young lady have been way too stressed lately," he whispered into my ear, sending tingles down my spine, "and you know what that calls for?"

i felt my eyelids softly shut close. but then he stopped. wait. what?

his lips left my neck with a 'pop' and he pulled away, a slow smile forming on his face.

"cuddles." he said, and shut my laptop.

without me even having time to think, i was 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 to his bedroom.

𝓯𝓲𝓿𝓮:

her tired little eyes, gazed into mine as she realised what was happening.

"my love, you are in need of serious cuddles right now."

sure i did tease her, but she knows i'll make it up to her ;) (wInk wOnk)

i laced her fingers with mine as i walked her over to my bed, closing the shutters and getting in next to her.

i felt her tense shoulders ease, and saw her y/e/c eyes slowly disappear under her eyelids as they fluttered shut.

"goodnight. i love you five." were her last last words before she drifted away into dreamland.

"goodnight my love. sweet dreams," i pulled her close and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, "oh."

"and that's a nice hickey i made on your neck." i whispered into her ear.

oh how she'd hate me tomorrow.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑:

i really hate this welp. i promise i'll make something better soon 😂 it's cause i've been catching up on studying (student DYING if i shall say) and have been trying to make time to edit.

and yeet im still staying faithful to my no smut rule lmao unless i get someone else to write smut for ya nasties.

should i (comment here)

anyways, until the next chapter my baby biscottes ♡

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