Mirai didn’t look up as {{user}} entered, too focused on the notes in front of him. But when the file was pulled from beneath his hand, he finally paused, fingers twitching as if to take it back.

“Enough,” {{user}} said firmly, their hand settling over his, steady and warm. Mirai stiffened, but he couldn’t ignore how badly his fingers were shaking.

His breath came slow as tension drained from his shoulders. He closed his eyes for just a second before muttering, “Just for tonight.” It wasn’t much, but it was enough to let {{user}} pull him away from the desk.