Laurens' POV

"I don't understand why you need to keep yourself locked up all the time.", I say leaning against the doorframe to Alex's room.

"This paper needs to be perfect, it gives the teacher an impression of the kind of work I put into classes and projects. It's possibly one of the most important papers of the year.", Alex answers. I roll my eyes and walk over to his desk. I wrap my arms loosely around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Alex?"

"Hm?", he hums without breaking his concentration.

"How long was this paper supposed to be?"

"Somewhere around 1000 words. Single spaced."

I look to the word counter on the bottom right hand corner of the screen. 2378. "What's it about?"

"How well of a job we think the school system is doing."

I let out a soft hum. "Can I read it?", I ask as I slowly start moving my hand to the mouse. Alex sharply moves the cursor to file and save before exiting out of the document. His chair is one of those spinny chairs I'm too lazy to think of the name for right now, so he spins around in it (still in my arms) to face me with a nervous smile. "Not yet."

"Why not?"

"I'm kinda overwrought about it. I'm not feeling that confident with it."

"I'm sure it can't be that bad. Please? I'll give you constructive criticism if you need any.", I say giving him puppy dog eyes. He shakes his head. "God you're like a five year old.", I say before sitting on his lap and planting kisses around his face. His face heats up under my lips so I start moving down to his jawline. I make my way down his neck until I find his sweet spot, a spot I make sure to remember in times like these. A quiet moan escapes his lips as I suck and bite lightly. I pull away and plant a sloppy kiss on his lips. I look down at the hickey I left and smirk.

"Can I read it now?", I ask cockily. Alex whimpers quietly. "Oh, hush, I'll deal with that later." I turn in the chair to face away from him before turning in the chair to face his computer. I click on the file. A pop up comes up asking for a password. "You little- whatever. Looks like we're dealing with your situation sooner than I thought."

Let's just say that no papers were completed today.

A/N

GODDAMMIT MICHA IT'S THE SECOND ONE-SHOT. FOR THE CACTUS GODS' SAKE.

Overwrought- in a state of nervous excitement or anxiety. (Of a piece of writing or a work of art) too elaborate or complicated in design or construction.