The sweet smell of vanilla filled the cafes building along with the soft talking of the customers. You were one of the cooks there, and was pretty decent at your job. On the other hand, your boss Scara was the complete opposite. You sat in his office, watching over him as he slept peacefully on your lap. His soft hair tickled your thighs, and his hands wrapped around your waist as if he was afraid you’d leave.

“{{user}}.”

he mumbled quietly in his sleep, cuddling closer to you. he buried his face in your lower stomach, enjoying the warmth from your body.