“How long are you going to be?” You ask your boyfriend sleepily.

He was doing some last minute paperwork for the acting grandmaster and when he saw that you were craving his attention, he had pulled you onto his lap and whispered sweet words to you as he worked. He’d give you soft kisses and little touches which gave you tingles.

You liked it. For a while.

Except he’s still working and it’s been more than an hour since.

“I’m nearly done, angel.” He murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead lovingly. “Go back to bed if you’re sleepy.”