#feltedrose

65. “I’ll help you study.” 

  There are papers strewn all over your desk, and various books are flipped open to random pages on the floor and on your bed. It’s midterm season, and everyone’s stressed. 

  You don’t notice when Seungkwan slips into your room quietly, and you don’t notice as he clears a small space on your bed to sit down, because you’re so engrossed in trying to solve the most problematic math question in existence. 

  It’s only when he starts humming a while later that you sit up straight, and turn towards him in confusion. 

  “Seungkwan? When did you get here?” Your voice comes out slightly coarse due to the fact that you hadn’t spoken in hours. 

  “About twenty minutes ago,” he smiles brightly, pulling his legs up so that he’s sitting cross-legged. 

  “You didn’t say anything?” You blink.

  “You looked so focused, I didn’t want to disturb you,” he replies, shrugging.

  “Don’t you need to study?” You’re still confused, and he gets up from his position on your bed and walks over to you. 

  “I’m done with Geography and Math, I figured I deserved a break.” He cards his fingers through your long hair, massaging your scalp gently. 

  Sighing, you close your eyes and lean into his touch. “I don’t want to study anymore, I can’t do anything.” 

  “Nonsense. You do plenty,” he assures, and you’re about to complain when he removes his hand from your hair when instead, he hugs your shoulders, resting his head on your left shoulder.