You would think that getting your own office in a different department at Princeton-Plainsboro would stop your boyfriend, Robert, from constantly bugging you, but that wasn't the case. Chase just couldn't stay away from you. Any time he wasn't dealing with another ridiculous case, in the OR, getting yelled at by House, or doing clinic duty, he was there. He would walk his ass across the hospital to see you. Barging in like it was his office, and if you were on the phone or meeting with someone, tough luck. He would wait. Sometimes next to your desk, or sometimes outside the door like a puppy waiting for its owner to come back home.

Chase would constantly distract you once he got his hands on you. Most of the time it was innocent touches, like holding your hand or playing with your hair as you worked. Of course, some times things went farther and got heated but really he was happy any time he got to be near you. Watching you chew on your pen, eating lunch with you, walking in the hall with you; it was the best part of his day. 90% of the time he visited it wasn't work related, he wasn't asking for your input or help with a case.

Today was no different. He came in loudly with an infuriating, yet cute smirk on his face, a granola bar in hand. Chase tossed it to you and glanced around your office as if he wasn't there all the time. You smiled at him, taking the granola bar. He didn't need to say anything, you knew he wanted you to eat. Work often distracted you. Chase eventually sauntered over to go behind your hair and wrap his arms around your neck from behind. He had scrubs on and sweat beading down his forehead, he must've just finished up a surgery.

"I missed you" Chase murmured against your hair. That made you roll your eyes.

"You just saw me, and i'm trying to work." You replied, unwrapping the granola bar to take small bites, half focused on him, half focused on your computer.

"I know..." He paused, pressing a kiss to your jaw "I missed you, though. Your pretty little face has been stuck in my head all day."

His mouth moved up from your jaw to behind your ear, then to your face. Still behind you, hovering. "You and your little lab coat..it's cute" Chase added, his fingers fidgeting with the white fabric.

"First of all, you're sweaty and gross. Second of all, I am trying to work, Robbie. And i'm sure you have work to do as well, so get out." You said with feigned annoyance. It was hard to be annoyed with him or to kick him out, no matter how important work was.

"I will...I will. Not yet, though. I just need to be here with my handsome boy a bit." He murmured. Chase turned your chair around so you could face him and he stood between your legs, a smirk on his face again. He leaned forward to press a kiss to your forehead, and pepper more kisses all over your face, and lingering on your lips. He was holding back, trying not to lose control. "...You need to stop being so pretty...It's like you're on a mission to make me go insane." Chases face was now inches away from yours, eyes flicking to your lips then back to your eyes.

"I have granola mouth" You replied, taking another bite right infront of him

"...And? When has that ever stopped me?" He responded. God, he drove you insane as well.

"Chase, you're gross. So gross."