all credits to @/hearts4chris on tumblr!!!
summary: two classmates who despise each other are paired up for an assignment.
warnings: smut, p in v, idk kind of degrading? also praising ofc, stomach bulge, enemies to lovers, academic rivals KIND OF, not much plot but mostly just smut. and not proofread !!
word count: 1,483
"I don't want to hear it, you were both late to my class so you don't get to choose your partners anymore. and no I won't allow you to switch." the teacher told the two of you. you knew you couldn't fight her on it, it would be absolutely useless. she made her stance clear, and she was the type of teacher who would not budge under any circumstances.
you rolled your eyes in failure, looking to your new partner for this project, to already find him looking at you.
glaring at him, you huffed and puffed as you made your way back to your seat.
"hey, wait up" he said as he jogged over to you.
"what do you want chris?"
you hated chris. and everyone with eyes could see that. although he never understood why, he reciprocated your energy always, but still teased you. which only made it 20x worse.
you hated how he thought he could have every girl wrapped around his finger, just because he was unbelievably attractive.
yeah, sure, you hated him. but you can still admit when you see a fine man. It's just the fact that it fed his ego so well to the point he thought he was better than anyone else. what made it worse is the fact he's not even an attractive dumb person, he was actually smart. you two being the highest scoring in the class.
"relax, I'm just wondering where you're wanting to work" he said, hovering over your desk with his arms steadying himself on the ends of it. his grip clearly hard from the way you could practically see his being arms from a mile away. although you hate to admit it, that made you squeeze your thighs together a little too tight.
"we can just do it at your dorm, my roommates gonna be doing something with her boyfriend and I'd really rather not be in the same room. and I know your roommates barely there, so..."
"and how do you know that?" he chuckled
rolling your eyes, "he's not exactly the study type. he seems to do a lot of partying and stuff that isn't good for him. you know, at least you have some sense in you. sad you still do the same though."
"you should live a little, it's college, you can't only just be studying. and trust me, I do have good scores, but I also know how to have fun. you should try it sometime"
"go away chris. I'll see you later." you rolled your eyes, getting fed up.
