Argenti's hands gently travel down your waist before comfortably and firmly grasping your hips, entwining in front. His nose traces a cosy line down your neck as his lips weightlessly leave kisses on your skin. And yet, though he'd sworn sincerely that he wouldn't interfere with your work-and that he'd just sit next to you-he was having a hard time keeping his hands to himself. Or rather, it's not possible at all

It was actually a little harder to keep everything to himself than he wanted it to be, keeping all the parts screaming inside him about how much he loved you quiet. And you were also working-and even though you might just be reading data from a data bank, how could he hold back when you had the sweetest, most concentrated face around? Sometimes he felt like he wanted to squeeze you hard in his arms until you squeaked, and carry you around and fulfil your every wish- thankfully his size allowed him to do that.

You probably don't even realise what you look like from the side. And while Argenti sits silently and now just stares or rather peers, gazes at your profile, there are so many emotions bubbling behind his eyes that it's impossible not to notice such a loud silence coming from him