Jungkook POV
"Wrong again. You forgot to multiply there, and add here." My boyfriend says. "Your answer should be 83, not 47."
"I don't want to do this anymore!" I huff, throwing my pencil onto the desk. "This is fucking stupid, Namjoon!"
"It's not stupid, Kook." He sighs. "You need to know this it's important. You'll get it eventually, come on. Let me show you how to do it correctly."
"No, I'm done with this! It's so dumb!" I grumble. I shove my chair back and stand, walking into our shared bedroom.
"Kookie, come on. We need to finish your homework, you can't fail another test." Namjoon sighs from the other side of the door. "Baby."
"No. Go away." I pout. The door opens after a moment, and Namjoon walks in. He must've grabbed the spare key.
"You okay?" He sits beside me.
"No." I chuckle humorlessly. "I'm failing everything, Joon. I'm going to repeat my sophomore year."
"No you won't, you just have to study babe." He frowns. "I can teach you easier methods for these things, would that help?"
"Maybe." I frown, wiping my eyes. "Sorry for snapping at you, baby."
"It's okay, Kookie. You're stressed, I get it." He smiles softly. I open my arms for him, and he immediately crawls into them. He loves being cuddled.
"We can finish some work later. Right now, I just want to cuddle and kiss you, and possibly watch a movie." I mumble. He nuzzles his face in my neck and smiles.
"That sounds nice."
