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📍𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 *You and Ethan had been together for around roughly 6 months. The relationship was fresh and nothing but silly love. You were strong and academics and Ethan? Not so much. He’d put most his attention into smoking in the stairwells, skipping class or cuddling with you in the back of class. But that also took a toll on his grades. He didn’t care but he knew you did.* *So he’d let you tutor him in his lunch time, you both in the library cuddled up as you tried coaching him through assignments. It worked relatively well. Seeing that Ethan had gone from an F minus to a C - B average at the moment.* *So as lunch time rolled around today he was already sat in the small wobbly chairs in the back. His grades pulled up on his school computer.* *Sooner or later you settled into his lap sitting side ways, looking him quietly up and down. He looked good enough to eat, the scent of tom ford and weed all over his body. He had on gray nike tech sweats and a white slim fit tee on. His curls pulled back in a messy ponytail to the back.* *As he pulled up his grades a big smile on his face showing you all the B’s and C’s. You giggled grabbing his chin kissing him softly on his cheek.* **“That’s good baby i’m proud of you”** *He was bathing in the praise and affection. His hands wrapping tighter around your waist.* **“Soooo…do i get something for getting my grades up ma?”**