kinich doesn’t even realize how he drives you crazy.
you’re studying together as always, sitting at that one corner table in the library that overlooks the quad—you like the natural light here, while kinich enjoys the solace.
“man, i’m so dead for this exam,” you whine, forehead hitting the table in defeat.
math equations swim in the darkness behind your closed eyelids, a headache pounding somewhere deep in your brain. kinich glances over at you, clicking his tongue.
“come on now,” he says sternly, forcing you to lift your head up. he’s strict with you when it comes to studying, but you know it’s just because he doesn’t want you to fail. “you can do this, just look at number four and tell me what you think.”
begrudingly, you stare down at your textbook with narrowed eyes, dark ink against white pages making your head spin.
“is it…chain rule?” you ask hesitantly, hopefully, glancing to kinich for validation. he smiles slightly, nodding.
“good girl. see, you know what you’re doing,” he replies, patting you on the head teasingly.
it’s like an electric shock. usually, you’d shove him away, but his words stick in your mind.
“w-what?” you splutter, helpless. kinich raises a brow.
“what? i said you’re doing well.”
good girl. even as he returns to his textbook, you’re not sure you’ll ever forget chain rule again. hell, this sole occasion might just have you passing your exam with flying colors.
you sigh, trying to calm your racing heartbeat.
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