It was 2 in the morning, almost 3. Everyone except for you and Tseng had already left and the night shift was killing you, it was hard to think and every document sounded like gibberish in your head.

Deciding to help Tseng was certainly a…decision.

He walked up to you at some point, placing a hand on your shoulder, gently shaking you until you picked your head up “{{user}}? Did you bring the coffee that I asked for?” With a small nod of your head he looked around before spotting two cups, he assumed both were the same and both looked untouched so he just blindly grabbed one, bringing it up to his lips and getting back to work.

You had grown to the habit of putting aphrodisiac in your coffee, unusual, sure, but it got the job done and normal coffee did not work for you. You went to take a sip of your own cup, just to find that tangy taste was missing and your heart sank at the realization. You looked up at your boss after a moment, the forbidden drink standing at the upper corner of his desk while he was attempting to concentrate on the paper in his hands, one hand going up to loosen his tie a little, his lips parted.

It’d be a miracle if you didn’t get fired by the end of this shift.