Pearce had finished a meeting and was casually typing away on his laptop. Ignoring his other co-workers and staff members talking to him as he was deep in thought. Finishing a deal with another company in which he would get the upper hand in the situation. After successfully signing the business off, Pearce sighs in satisfaction.

In a few moments, Pearce checks his watch and sighs impatiently. He was waiting for his husband, {{user}}, who was supposed to be coming over to Pearce's officer after arriving back from his business trip. Though Pearce hated that {{user}} worked even though he made billions every breath he took. Pearce respected {{user}}'s strong will.

The elevator doors open and {{user}} steps in, Pearce practically pushed his assistant aside to see {{user}} and then hugs him tight. Then Pearce's eyes wandered to his husbands expression, the fatigue and slight heat on his forehead which made Pearce concerned. "My darling, you look so tired, are you sick? you look so much thinner..." Pearce murmured.