A/N: Drabble because someone wanted Bluepulse on tumblr. Reviews would be so fantastic please!
Disclaimer: I only own Bluepulse in my heart
Jaime scowled at his history paper, silently blaming it for the headache throbbing in his temples and the stress-knots forming in his back. He groaned as he rolled out his shoulders. He was never going to finish at this rate and Bart was going to be over any second-
Before he could finish the thought, Bart's arms were around his neck, and his face nuzzled into Jaime's cheek.
"Hey, babe," Bart purred. "Are you ready to go?"
Jaime rolled his eyes, but couldn't repress a small smile. "You know my house has a front door, right?"
"You like it when I come in through the window," Bart accused, trailing kisses down Jaime's face to his jaw. Jaime's eyes closed, feeling the stress bubble away under the soft affection. He turned to meet Bart's lips, cupping his face and pulling him closer. Bart returned the kisses eagerly, and he shifted to get a better angle. The movement accidentally crinkled Jaime's homework and he was rudely snapped back to reality.
Jaime broke off the kiss. "I don't think I can go tonight, carino."
"What?" Bart's shoulders slumped. His cheeks were vivid pink from the rush of kissing. "But we've been planning this all week."
"I know, but I've been slammed with the end of the semester and my history teacher has already warned me about asking for essay extensions... I want to go, I do, but..." Jaime trailed off, giving the assignment another dirty look.
Bart looked down, trying to hide his very obvious pout. Jaime cupped his boyfriend's face and kissed his forehead.
"I'm sorry," Jaime muttered. "I didn't think it would take this long."
"This is the third date we've had to cancel because of that class." Bart sulked.
Guilt pinched at Jaime's ribs as he bit his lip. "He's a demanding teacher... Maybe we could go out tomorrow?"
Bart made his "still not pleased" face. "Yeah... Okay."
The stress-knots tightened around Jaime's spine. He hated that face.
"I'll take you to a buffet," Jaime offered. "All you can eat, you'll love it. Then we can come back to my place and play video games and have ice cream and-"
Bart's mouth was still puckered in a frown. Jaime's head spun trying to think of more things Bart liked. "We could go to that art museum you've been talking about and take a tour, or we could go to the mall and ride that carousel finally or run down to the beach and build a sandcastle like I told you about, or we could go the comic book store and I'll buy you any one you like or-"
Bart nodded, not meeting Jaime's gaze. "Yeah. Alright, sure, sounds fine. I guess I better get going-"
"Or-maybe-you-could-stay-and-help-me-finish-my-ess ay," Jaime blurted out.
Bart lit up, his golden eyes sparkling with excitement. "Really?"
Jaime already regretted the decision. "Course, carino, we could be study-buddies."
Bart laughed and leaned in, hesitating before he met Jaime's lips. "Study-buddies with benefits?"
Jaime grinned. "You'd only be so lucky."
"I am." Bart agreed and proceeded to shower his boyfriend with kisses.
