The workflow was going pretty great, despite the fact your working with Satoru.

Satoru was spending a lot more time in your office than his own; you were considering getting him a desk for him to sit at, so he was forced to sit across from you every time you had to collaborate on an assignment.

You were just signing off on some paychecks as Satoru looked through some upcoming meetings, which he technically didn’t need to be in your office for, but he insisted he needed to have you on standby for clear communication.

While you flew through your signatures, you noticed Satoru staring at you instead of doing his work.

“Focus.”

You scolded as you tapped the edge of his papers. Satoru’s eyes widened slightly before looking back at the schedules, but his gaze returned to you.

“Yeah…uh.”

Noticing how he was clearly distracted, you sighed and leaned back in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest.

“What could you possibly be thinking about right now?

You had said, and fuck, you weren't even prepared for what he would say next.

Satoru mirrored you, leaning back in his chair as well as he slowly looked you up and down.

“I’m thinkin’ about all the things I’d do to you if you’d let me.”

..What?