Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Chemistry (Smut)

Reader Request: "Can you make a smut where y/n and Andrew are in college and pls go heavy on the spice?"

Alright @lapislazulisugar Hope you enjoy!

Y/N hurried through the campus of Northern Illinois University, nervously glancing at her cell phone for the time as her friend Ashley talked her ear off about a particularly thorny situation she'd had with her friend with benefits the night before. Y/N was never late for class, but Ashley had insisted on walking from their sorority house to their chemistry class because the weather was so nice, and because she wanted to pass by the building where the pre-law classes were held, hoping to catch a glimpse of her crush Matt before they got to class. Y/N was annoyed, as she really didn't think they'd have time to walk, and she had even offered to drive the two, but Ashley was having none of it. And so here they were, rushing into class with only a few seconds to spare, and Y/N's anxiety was high.

"Come on Ash, we've got to go, I don't want to get stuck sitting in the back of class," Y/N said, twirling her blonde hair nervously around her fingertips, and Ashley rolled her eyes. Y/N was so conscientious about class, but Ashley didn't care one bit about chemistry, as the two were only in the class to satisfy their last science credit requirements. Both were business majors and neither were particularly interested in chemistry, but Y/N was determined to keep her perfect GPA, and Ashley's nonchalant attitude wasn't helping.

The girls rushed into class just ahead of the professor, and there was only one available seat in the middle table where they usually sat together. Y/N made a face at Ashley as the brunette immediately sat in the chair, and Y/N looked around for another available spot, settling herself in the only chair left. She sat down quickly, sighing to herself as she pulled out her laptop, and she glanced over, catching a glimpse of an incredibly cute red-headed guy sitting to her left. She smiled slightly at him and he barely smiled back, glancing down nervously at his hands. Y/N looked at him with squinted eyes before refocusing her attention on the professor.

After lecturing for the first half of class, the teacher announced a lab project, and he informed the class that instead of selecting their own lab partners, they'd be working with the person sitting next to them. Y/N internally groaned, cursing Ashley for her tardiness and the fact that the two roommates couldn't be partners, and then she turned to her left, smiling again at the red-head.

"Um, hi, I'm Y/N L/N, I guess we're going to be lab partners," she said with a grin, and the red-head's cheeks tinted pink. He cleared his throat, looking up at her shyly, and then he flashed her a cute grin. "Hey, I'm Andrew Siwicki. Nice to meet you," he said in a soft-spoken voice, so quiet that Y/N could barely hear him. She smiled to herself a little at how shy and nervous he seemed. She wasn't often around guys like that, as the beautiful sorority girl generally attracted alpha males who liked to command attention. She thought he was really cute, but she also couldn't help but feel uneasy by his shy and quiet nature.

"So I guess we should exchange numbers or something, huh?" she asked, and Andrew scratched his jaw. "Oh, yeah, I guess," he said, seeming unbothered, and Y/N bit her lip. She pulled out her phone, handing it to him, and he programmed in his number. She texted him a quick "Hi," so he could save hers, and then she pulled up her calendar.

"Do you want to meet sometime soon to go over the project?" she asked, and he nodded a little. "Um, sure," the red-head said, nervously scratching the back of his neck. "We could meet at my house if you want," she offered. "I live in the Kappa house so it's kind of a circus in and out and we can't have boys in our rooms, but we can meet downstairs in the library. It's pretty quiet," she pitched, and Andrew furrowed his brows, pulling at the brim of his Kansas City baseball hat. "Um, yeah, that's fine," he said softly. "What works for you?" he asked, and they quickly decided on a date and time. The professor dismissed the class, and Ashley walked over to the table to see if Y/N was ready.