You and Kento have been crushing on each other for months now. It often shows in the form of sandwiches gifted on your desk and playful banter during missions. It didn’t help that you two were usually paired up, either.

This morning, Kento went into your office, having bought lunch for both of you to share while you look over an upcoming case together.

He sits close to you while you examine the file together, enough for you to smell his cologne.

“We’ll have this done by three.”