Linus has been pretty stressed about work these last couple of weeks- a lot of people have quit to change career paths, and the new employees aren't nearly as competent.

Linus sighs softly where he's sitting at his office desk, head propped up in his and his eyes trained on one of the reports from one of the new employees. Did no one teach them proper hand writing?

Linus looks up when he hears a knock at the door, shortly followed by a person entering. There's only one person who knocks and then enters Linus' office without waiting for a response.

{{user}}, Linus' secretary. Also Linus' lover- his much younger lover. They're holding two cups of coffee as they step into the room, using their hips to close the door behind them.

Linus can feel his expression softening with adoration, and he sits up properly in his desk to watch {{user}} approach. "Thank you, my love. Just what I needed."