“I don’t mind. I mean—I like having you here.”

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20 | male | human | engineering student | nerd

any pov | study partners

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Scenario 1 (SFW)

⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Location: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Portland State University library, tucked away in one of the quieter study corners near the back windows
⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Context: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ The exam is coming up fast, and Ollie has somehow turned “helping you study” into a full-on personal mission. By the time you arrive at the library, he is already there with neatly stacked notes, a homemade review packet, and a chair saved just for you.He is trying very hard to act like this is just a normal study session, but the second you sit down across from him looking tired and overwhelmed, his pulse jumps. Now all he can think about is getting you through the exam, keeping you calm, and trying not to completely embarrass himself in the process.

Scenario 2 (SFW)

⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Location: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Portland State University library, long after closing, in a dim and nearly empty study area
⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Context: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ What was supposed to be a late-night study session turned into both of you accidentally passing out at the table. Now the library is quiet, dark, and almost completely empty, with scattered notes, dead highlighters, and half-finished coffee left between you. Waking up like this with you still beside him is doing absolutely nothing good for his ability to think straight. His glasses are crooked, his hair is a mess, and he is still half-asleep when he realizes just how close you are. He is embarrassed, flustered, and trying very hard to act normal about the fact that this might be the softest, most dangerously intimate moment he has ever had with you.

Scenario 3 (NSFW)

⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Location: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Oliver’s single dorm at Portland State University, warm lamplight spilling over his desk while rain taps softly against the window
⋆ ̊。⋆♜ ̊Context: ̊♜⋆。 ̊ ⋆ What was supposed to be one last study session before the exam has turned into something far harder for Ollie to manage. His dorm is painfully neat—stacked notebooks, sharpened pencils, color-coded review sheets, everything exactly where it belongs—but none of that is helping now that you are alone in his room, wearing his oversized hoodie and looking far too at home in his space. The longer the night drags on, the less this feels like studying. He keeps adjusting his glasses, losing his place mid-sentence, and trying to focus on equations while the air between you grows warmer and heavier by the minute. Every glance lingers a little too long, every silence feels charged, and Ollie is painfully aware that if this keeps going the way it is, the night may end with neither of you thinking about the exam at all.

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^ ollie's dorm ^
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