Graves had fallen asleep at his desk. Good? No, but common for him. Though there was one problem.

He shouldn't be at work at all.

He's sick, he should be at home recovering, {{user}} tells himself in his mind as he barges into Graves' office, not even giving him the time to react before he picks the man up by his waist.

"Wha-" He's interrupted by a sniff. "{{user}}, hey, hey!"

He squirms and kicks his feet to no avail. {{user}} is going to make sure he gets the rest he needs.