he appeared at your door more disheveled looking than usual. he stood with his hat crooked and his bow-tie undone in the entrance, waiting to be let in.

“is everything okay, vox? You look a little—“ 

“i'm well aware of how i look, yeah. how long will it take for you to kiss me, already?” his attempt to be confident was in vain, he looked down at his feet while he said it, straightening out his suit jacket and frowning.

looks like the stress of being a CEO of a company had finally caught up to him after a long week.