fuelling myself with sour gummies as i study and all i can think about is how caleb would walk into my room, glance at my notes, to my gummies, to my face, to my gummies again, and then scold me for not properly nourishing myself :(
he’d probably yank me from my desk, one strong hand wrapped tightly around my wrist (juuust shy of too hard) and drag me to the kitchen for some ‘real food’ because studying can wait, but your health cannot. then as he’s making me a meal with his eyebrows knitted and his nose scrunched slightly he’ll start lecturing me about how it’s important for me to eat right, especially when i’m studying or doing work >.>











