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"I'm failing your class?! How am I failing your class!?" Stefan exclaimed. He was usually really good in school. And he just started! "Okay, let's go," he said and walked up with him. When they got up there, Stefan took off his shirt, feeling like he was on fire, before climbing into bed with Mike and holding him close. He turned on the T.V. "What do you wanna watch?" he asked, stroking his hair*

Mike jumped. "W-Well I gave you that F for the day, and you got a D on my test." He said sheepishly. He felt bad for failing Stefan but lov er or not, Mike was a tough teacher. He laid in bed with Stefan, snuggling close. "Anything." He murmured. "I don't really care."

"How did I get a D on your test?! What did Kellan get?" Stefan asked as he put on a random movie that was playing on television.

Mike nuzzled Stefan's neck. "He also got a D. Did you guys copy each other or something? I probably wasn't paying attention." He murmured against Stefan's warm chest, relaxing and occasionally paying attention to the movie that was playing.

"I helped him out. He was doing worse than me. How the Hell did I do bad?" Stefan asked, frowning. "I'm a good student," he added, his arms wrapping tightly around Mike.

Mike hummed and nodded. "You forgot a lot of the dates. You didn't list enough accomplishments of the conquerers. And the essay part was too short. I don't really think you understand the material enough. You and Kellan." He said, looking up at him.

"I already learned all this! It makes no sense that I got any of it wrong. Maybe I was distracted by you and your hotness. And your weirdness. You were acting pretty weird that day," Stefan said, kissing the top of his head.

Mike chuckled softly. "I doubt it was my hotness. But you got the weirdness part right. I'm sorry your failing. I'll give you something to bring the grade back up. I'll let you retake the test-- I never allow retakes but maybe I'll make an exception." he hummed, kissing Stefan's neck.

"I don't want special treatment because we're together. I wanna earn my grade, like I have everything else," Stefan said, baring more of his neck and sighing a bit.

"If you say so. It's just hard not to be biased when you're so good to me." Mike breathed, closing his eyes as he kissed Stefan's neck. God, this man's arms felt so damn good around him.

Stefan chuckled. "Then I guess I'll start being a jerk to you," he said, kissing his cheek. "But for now, we should go to bed. I'm tired," he added, laying down and sighing softly.

"Aww, don't. I like you when you're nice." He chuckled, snuggling him. He was extremely tired. "Don't leave me." He murmured into Stefan's chest before drifting off into a fitful sleep.