"I fucking SUCK at tests. I'm gonna fail this for sure" Keith groans, sliding his head on the sticky table.

"Poor Keith" Shiros voice oozes with sarcasm, earning a glare from his counterpart.

"Shiro I'm serious."

"Sorry Keith. You'll just have to study all night and hope for the best"

Keith scoff. "I can study my gay little ass off and I won't get more then 80%"

"Yeah, you've got about as much chance of an 80 as you do of Lance saying yes to a date"

His head shoots off the table. "SHIRO?! What the fuck are you- I mean-"

"Okay just stop talking it's embarrassing"

Keith's  cheeks go hot, and suddenly he can't English. "I-I-I don't know what you're talking about"

Shiro sighs, throwing a paper ball into the trash effortlessly. "Keith you dumb fuck. You're literally fooling no one"

The smaller boy nods. His rapid breathing slows down as he shakes himself back to normal. "So you're saying, if i get over an 80% on this test, Lance will go out with me?"

"If it gets you to study, then sure"

"K SHIRO IVE LOVED TALKING WITH YOU BUT I GOTTA GO STUDY BYE"

*le time skip*

Shiro quietly sips his coffee from his mug, as he sits at the table. The dorm has never been this quiet. Ever. Literally ever.

"SHIROGANE!" He slams his mug against the table in surprise as Keith literally kicked down the door. "I GOT MY TEST BACK!"

"KEITH CALM DOWN!"
His hair was matted, eyes wild. He hasn't slept in two days from studying non stop.
He practically bites open the giant envelope, and yanks out the sheet of paper. Shiro watches from the side, scared out of his skin. Keith makes a loud squeak noise, before belting out the door. He discards the paper on the ground as Shiro calls after him.

As the test hits the ground, Shiro grabs it, his eyes scanning for the grade.
81%

"HEY LANCE!"

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Little weird fluffy thing I saw on tumblr.
Yeet this sucks
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