“Yeah, yeah, okay Find the second derivative of f(x).“ he smirked.
Guess who is completely out of steam?! (0/0 GAY and CLOSED)
(Fuckfhdjs I hate math)
Payton leaned over him and solved the problems, occasionally turning around to kiss him excitedly when he got them right. “This is the most fun I’ve had studying ever.” He laughed softly.
(So do I….I want to kill the person whoever created!)
“Well, you got some of these wrong by some I mean half. I think you need to study more,” he laughed. “Well, it’s only fun because your not really studying.”
(I mean..yeah like who needs geometry….who needs shapes..)
“I only got them wrong because you kept distracting me..” Payton leaned back, wrapping his arms around Kyle and shaking him around with a giggle.
(XD)
“Oh yeah? What did I do. I sat there and watched you. I did nothing,” he threw his hands up in defense.
“You were doing stuff! You were watching me and being close to me. It’s hard to focus!” Payton insisted, gazing up at Kyle and pouting.
“What?!” He laughed. “I was just making sure you were doing the work right. You were distracting yourself.”
“I was just trying to do my work. Maybe I should just give up on studying. What do you think?” He sighed.
“Hey, don’t blame me when you fail the test tomorrow,” he rested his head on the table.
“I still have tonight and tomorrow morning.” He shrugged, laying his head next to Kyle’s and poking his nose. “But thanks for trying to help me.”
“Yeah, well, when I test you tomorrow morning you better get them all right,” Kyle yawned.
"I will, I promise." He murmured, giggling when Kyle yawned. "You tired?" Payton asked, gazing at him lovingly.
“A little, but nothing a kiss can’t solve,” he smiled and pecked Payton. “Since you can’t study can we go to the bathroom?” He asked.
"It's so far away though.." Payton whined softly, "Plus, I'm comfortable here." He added, fiddling with his sleeve.
“Fine, fine,” he closed his eyes. “I’ll just take a nap then. Since you won’t let me make out with you in public.”
"Okay~ I love you~" Payton replied, giving him a soft kiss and sitting up, doing some of his homework and stroking Kyle's head absentmindedly.
Kyle has whispered things in his sleep and shot up when the bell rang. “The answer is 3.56 Mr.Racker!” He yelled.
Payton nearly fell out of his chair when Kyle yelled, but soon started laughing. "What were you dreaming about?" He giggled, taking Kyle's hand.
“I was having a really nice dream that included you moaning, but every time someone wakes me up it’s usually in math class. Did I scare you?” He rubbed his eyes, grabbing his back. “Shall we get going?”
Payton sighed and shook his head. “You’re weird. In a cute way I guess.” He stood up and took his stuff. “I never get scared. Let’s go.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’ve seen lifeless after you watch a movie with me that had a jump scare,” Kyle started to walk swinging their hands.
“Shhh..that was a really scary movie.” He laughed softly, glancing around them before turning and kissing Kyle.
“It was not. It was the least scary movie I have ever watched. Why can’t I kiss you when people are looking.” He pouted.
"I already told you why." Payton muttered against his lips, kissing him a couple more times before pulling away and squeezing his hand. "People already stare at us enough.."
“Not enough,” he muttered and took his waist and kissed him.
"I know what I said." Payton mumbled, pulling away as the second bell started to ring. "I'm gonna be late, Kyle." He started to walk away, fixing his shirt.
“Why you gotta be so rude~.” He sand before heading over to his class. The rest of the day was the same as always. Falling asleep in math class. Laughing at everyone who failed to climb the rope in gym class. Kissing Payton in between classes. At the end of the day he met Payton at his locker. “Hello, Sexy,” he whispered and pulled him into a kiss.
Payton relaxed into his arms and rest his forhead on Kyle's shoulder with a sigh. "I'm tired.." He whined, nearly falling asleep just standing there. "I should've taken a nap with you earlier.."
“Well, I took multiple naps today,” he laughed. “Come on, let’s go to your house today,” Kyle suggested, planting a long kiss on Payton’s lips.
"Okay..Can you drive us?" He asked sleepily, avoiding the kiss and grabbing his bag, clinging to Kyle's hand.