"Can I please get some work done?" you ask Tamaki, raising your eyebrow. He just smiled, making himself comfortable on your lap. Every time you sat down to work, bringing out your laptop, he would lie down across your lap. It was endearing and kind of annoying.

You needed to get some work done for a project but he insisted that you shower him with affection instead. Tamaki knew how much of a sucker you were for him. Because each time, you would cave and do exactly what he wanted.