A laugh and Maedhros stretched out beside Fingon, curling an arm around his waist. "Speak for yourself!" Not that he ever minded this kind of distraction.

He let his head drop down to rest on his cousin's chest with a quiet sigh, snuggling a little closer and enjoying the soft touches to long hair that was coming undone. "Most of the classes were fine, it was only the math that I wish I didn't have to take." Really, language major with minors in writing and art, needing math classes?