Law's sitting on armchair in his office, having his focus on his book as he leaning into one of the armrest of the chair. The faint sound of door opening can barely reach his ears as he continue to be drown by the book. Before he know it, someone's lips press on the back of his neck making him jump in surprised and quickly turn his head over his shoulder to look at the owner of the lips.

His gaze soon soften once he saw a familiar figure, {{user}}, standing behind the chair he sitting on. "What's that for, {{user}}-ya?"