━━ jasmine. 25. black. she/her. hopelessly romanticizing everything. loves movies but refuses to have letterboxd. slight unhealthy obsession with music & concerts. fictional characters have my 🫶🏾
The sun had long ago set behind the buildings, marking the end of a very long day.
Long but bearable because Steve had been with you, helping you study for a test you had tomorrow. You two were currently sitting side by side on your fire escape, not an inch of space between you two, because the metal step was small.
“I feel even more grateful that you wanted to help me today, now knowing that you hated school,” You said, taking a quick glance at Steve.
He had just gone on a tangent about high school and how the academic side of things had always felt impossible for him.
“I don’t know if hate is the right word? I just knew it was never for me,” Steve responded, and you nodded at that.
“That was kinda the same case for me too. I really didn’t like school, but my parents were super intense and wouldn’t let me not be good at it, so yeah,” You shrugged halfheartedly. “And I actually almost didn’t go to college, but I got a full ride to the school here, so I couldn’t turn that down. And my parents definitely wouldn’t let me do that, either.”
“And now you’re in grad school,” He said. “Is that because of them too?”
“No, no, not at all,” You shook your head. “Freshman year, fall semester, I had this psych class, and I immediately fell in love with it. The professor was amazing, and everything I learned and had to read about was just so interesting to me. And the rest is history, pretty much.”
“That’s really cool that you just immediately knew,” Steve said, leaning back a little. “I think I’m still trying to figure out what I really wanna do.”
You playfully bumped your knee with his. “The corporate insurance life still isn’t for you?”
He let out a soft laugh. “Not at all.”
You almost made another joke about his boring insurance job because he never minded you teasing him about it, but then you thought of something.
“I now wanna make it my mission to help you find what you actually wanna do,” You told him. “I think I owe you one since you’ve been helping me study all day.”
Steve gave you an amused look. “I don’t know if me helping you study today is equal to you helping me figure out my life. You’re getting the terrible end of the deal.”
You shook your head. “No, I actually think I’m getting the more fun end of the deal.”
Steve looked at you then, like really looked at you. Maybe he was trying to see how serious you were being because a lot of your conversations easily and effortlessly fell into playful, teasing banter. However, you weren’t joking about this, and even though you two hadn’t been friends for long, Steve could tell that you were actually being serious.
And even with how new this friendship was, you could tell that the entire gesture meant a lot to him.
He stood up. “Now I feel more obligated to make sure you ace your test tomorrow, so let’s get back to studying.”
You were smiling as you took his hand that he outstretched for you to grab, and he pulled you up, and then the two of you were going through the window back into your apartment.
Once you and Steve were in your bedroom, you two went back to the same spots that you’d been in practically all day; Steve a few feet away at the foot of your bed, and you in your desk chair. You weren’t sure if it was because you were superstitious or if it truly was a better spot to be more productive, but being at your desk felt like the most important part of your study routine.
You handed Steve a small stack of blue flashcards. He took a look at the first one on top and then back at you. “Okay, back to chapter twelve.”
You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but eventually you became too tired to stay in your desk chair, so you joined Steve in your bed. That was probably when you two should’ve ended studying for the night, but you insisted that you could get through one final review of everything before passing out from exhaustion, and Steve said okay to your words, even though he was yawning and probably seconds away from falling asleep too.
You had no idea if you two actually managed to finish one last review of everything you’d been studying all day because the last thing you remembered was lying down, head at the foot of the bed instead of at your pillows, and reciting the five main points of a child development theory.
Maybe it was Steve who fell asleep first, or maybe it was you, but either way, you and he spent the next couple of hours accidentally napping in your bed. The position started innocently; you were asleep on one side of your bed, and he was on the other, and you two were lying opposite ways. But, as time passed, your bodies became a tangle of limbs that was much more comfortable than it probably looked.
It shouldn’t have been so easy to fall asleep with Steve right next to you— you were usually very particular about your bed and always found it kind of hard falling asleep around people. However, somehow Steve was different, and you probably would’ve stayed asleep with him until the morning if he hadn’t woken up in the middle of the night.
He softly tapped your side to wake you up too. “Hey, we fell asleep.”
You mumbled something incoherently in response to Steve’s words as you tiredly opened your eyes and realized that you’d been using his leg like a pillow for however long you two had been asleep. You knew that it couldn’t have been too long because it was still dark outside.
“Sorry,” You said as you pulled away from him so that he could get up. Your brain was way too tired to ponder if what you had just been doing was completely weird or not.
“It’s okay,” Steve responded, and you noticed that his voice was groggy with sleep too. You shifted slightly in bed and watched as he started heading to your bedroom door. “I’ll see you later. Good luck on your test.”
If you were a good host, you would’ve walked him to your front door, but your eyes were already falling shut again, so you instead gave him a sleepy thumbs up. “Thanks.”
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
let me know ur thoughts<333
(also requests are open for stuff you wanna see in the universe/series!🫶🏾)
The sun had long ago set behind the buildings, marking the end of a very long day.
Long but bearable because Steve had been with you, helping you study for a test you had tomorrow. You two were currently sitting side by side on your fire escape, not an inch of space between you two, because the metal step was small.
“I feel even more grateful that you wanted to help me today, now knowing that you hated school,” You said, taking a quick glance at Steve.
He had just gone on a tangent about high school and how the academic side of things had always felt impossible for him.
“I don’t know if hate is the right word? I just knew it was never for me,” Steve responded, and you nodded at that.
“That was kinda the same case for me too. I really didn’t like school, but my parents were super intense and wouldn’t let me not be good at it, so yeah,” You shrugged halfheartedly. “And I actually almost didn’t go to college, but I got a full ride to the school here, so I couldn’t turn that down. And my parents definitely wouldn’t let me do that, either.”
“And now you’re in grad school,” He said. “Is that because of them too?”
“No, no, not at all,” You shook your head. “Freshman year, fall semester, I had this psych class, and I immediately fell in love with it. The professor was amazing, and everything I learned and had to read about was just so interesting to me. And the rest is history, pretty much.”
“That’s really cool that you just immediately knew,” Steve said, leaning back a little. “I think I’m still trying to figure out what I really wanna do.”
You playfully bumped your knee with his. “The corporate insurance life still isn’t for you?”
He let out a soft laugh. “Not at all.”
You almost made another joke about his boring insurance job because he never minded you teasing him about it, but then you thought of something.
“I now wanna make it my mission to help you find what you actually wanna do,” You told him. “I think I owe you one since you’ve been helping me study all day.”
Steve gave you an amused look. “I don’t know if me helping you study today is equal to you helping me figure out my life. You’re getting the terrible end of the deal.”
You shook your head. “No, I actually think I’m getting the more fun end of the deal.”
Steve looked at you then, like really looked at you. Maybe he was trying to see how serious you were being because a lot of your conversations easily and effortlessly fell into playful, teasing banter. However, you weren’t joking about this, and even though you two hadn’t been friends for long, Steve could tell that you were actually being serious.
And even with how new this friendship was, you could tell that the entire gesture meant a lot to him.
He stood up. “Now I feel more obligated to make sure you ace your test tomorrow, so let’s get back to studying.”
You were smiling as you took his hand that he outstretched for you to grab, and he pulled you up, and then the two of you were going through the window back into your apartment.
Once you and Steve were in your bedroom, you two went back to the same spots that you’d been in practically all day; Steve a few feet away at the foot of your bed, and you in your desk chair. You weren’t sure if it was because you were superstitious or if it truly was a better spot to be more productive, but being at your desk felt like the most important part of your study routine.
You handed Steve a small stack of blue flashcards. He took a look at the first one on top and then back at you. “Okay, back to chapter twelve.”
You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but eventually you became too tired to stay in your desk chair, so you joined Steve in your bed. That was probably when you two should’ve ended studying for the night, but you insisted that you could get through one final review of everything before passing out from exhaustion, and Steve said okay to your words, even though he was yawning and probably seconds away from falling asleep too.
You had no idea if you two actually managed to finish one last review of everything you’d been studying all day because the last thing you remembered was lying down, head at the foot of the bed instead of at your pillows, and reciting the five main points of a child development theory.
Maybe it was Steve who fell asleep first, or maybe it was you, but either way, you and he spent the next couple of hours accidentally napping in your bed. The position started innocently; you were asleep on one side of your bed, and he was on the other, and you two were lying opposite ways. But, as time passed, your bodies became a tangle of limbs that was much more comfortable than it probably looked.
It shouldn’t have been so easy to fall asleep with Steve right next to you— you were usually very particular about your bed and always found it kind of hard falling asleep around people. However, somehow Steve was different, and you probably would’ve stayed asleep with him until the morning if he hadn’t woken up in the middle of the night.
He softly tapped your side to wake you up too. “Hey, we fell asleep.”
You mumbled something incoherently in response to Steve’s words as you tiredly opened your eyes and realized that you’d been using his leg like a pillow for however long you two had been asleep. You knew that it couldn’t have been too long because it was still dark outside.
“Sorry,” You said as you pulled away from him so that he could get up. Your brain was way too tired to ponder if what you had just been doing was completely weird or not.
“It’s okay,” Steve responded, and you noticed that his voice was groggy with sleep too. You shifted slightly in bed and watched as he started heading to your bedroom door. “I’ll see you later. Good luck on your test.”
If you were a good host, you would’ve walked him to your front door, but your eyes were already falling shut again, so you instead gave him a sleepy thumbs up. “Thanks.”
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
let me know ur thoughts<333
(also requests are open for stuff you wanna see in the universe/series!🫶🏾)
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