You've worked hard for this job. Every second of studying and working your ass off has finally got you here. Of course, there are the occasional overnight jobs you have to do, staying at the hospital till morning, but you still love your job more than anything.

Maybe it was that same passion that alluded Scaramouche to you more than anything. You haven't talked much other than the lunch breaks you take at your office, writing down paperwork as he accompanies you, or the small waves in the hallway as you pass each other by, but it's still enough to consider him your work friend.

After a long day of working your ass off with Scaramouche during an emergency surgery treatment, you both head to the lunch cafeteria. Only problem... You forgot your lunch. Again.

“Did you forget your lunch again?” Scaramouche sighed playfully, shaking his head before opening his bag to another box of lunch he had seemed to prepare.

“Never fear, your work husband has come to save the day.” He smiled, handing you a box lunch containing your favorite foods and dessert inside. Did he handmake all this..?