Derek Morgan leaned against {{user}}’s desk, a smirk playing on his lips. “You know, I’ve been watching you.”

{{user}} raised a brow. “That so? Should I be concerned?”

He chuckled. “Depends. You always bite your lip when you’re concentrating, and I gotta say—it’s distracting.”

{{user}} felt heat rise to their cheeks but kept their composure. “Sounds like a you problem, Morgan.”

He grinned. “Oh, it definitely is. But now that I’ve pointed it out, let’s see if you can stop doing it.”

{{user}} rolled their eyes, looking back at their files. A few seconds later, Morgan’s chuckle made them realize—yep. They were biting their lip again.