You were still fixing your hair as you saw Donnie climb up onto your balcony. He waved through the glass door and you opened it up to see him. "Hey," you said. He smiled. "Nice outfit," he said, looking at your purple fuzzy pants and 'I love kittens' pajama shirt. You felt super embarrassed and he noticed. "Their cute! Really," he said. "Thanks," you say looking down. Then you look back up at him. "At least their purple," you say. He laughs and adjusts his purple bandana. "So where's this dreadful project," he said looking around your room a little. "It's on the kitchen table," you say as you open your bedroom door. You lead him downstairs and show him the pile of papers that should look more like a project. "There she is," you say, "Think I'll get an A?" He giggles and picks up the paper explaining the assignment. "With a little help, I'm sure of it," he says plopping into a chair and pulling one out for you. You sit down and look at him. "You know, I don't know many guys who would come over at this time just to help me with a (worst subject) project," you say. He puts a hand on your arm. You get goosebumps. It seemed like he got them too. "I didn't come just to help with the project....I came for you....well to be with you....to....to spend time with you I mean," he says nervously. You blush. He blushes too. Then he takes his hand off your arm and picks up a pencil. "Um....lets get to work," he says.

After a few hours of working and learning things about (worst subject) that you'd never learned before, you started to feel sleepy. Without Donnie noticing, you rest your head on the table and accidentally start to fall asleep. Donnie looks at you and giggles a little. Then, you feel yourself being lifted out of the chair. You feel a hand under your legs and a hand under your back. He's carrying you. You rest your head on his chest and allow yourself to drift off to sleep. Then, you wake up a little as you feel yourself being gently lowered onto your bed, but you fall back to sleep as soon as your head falls onto the pillow. You can't see it, but Donnie is staring at you sleeping with his cheeks getting redder and redder. Then, he pushes some hair out of your face and walks to your balcony. "Goodnight (Y/n)," he whispers as he takes off into the night.