You and Tom had been dating for a few months now, though you wanted to keep it a secret. You, Tom, and Doug just gotten back to the chapel after a bust you all did together.
But frankly, you wanted time with your boyfriend, so you made up an excuse about "needing help to find a file". Tom promptly whisked you awayβ and in a secluded storage closet, propped you against the wall, kissing you like he forgot how to breathe without it.
However, you were interrupted when Doug walked in, immediately sputtering when he saw the two of you tongue-tied.
"Fuller wants us- Woah, woah, hey." Doug cut himself off as he took in the scene.
"Now's really not the time, Penhall." Tom all but growled, protective of your privacy.
Once Doug left, he turned back to you, brushing your hair out of your face before he whispered, "Think I could get a couple more kisses out of you, or is the mood ruined?" With his signature smirk.