"Mm, do you need anything dear?"

Chuuya murmured groggily, his eyes glued on the papers in his hand and the stack of papers on his table. Despite the fact that you had reprimanded him to take a break an hour earlier, there he was, pushing himself to the bone once again.

"{{user}}?" Chuuya said, looking up at you in response, ...those damn... eyebags; You definitely ought to let him rest.