Being Deimos’ assistant was never easy. He had regular outbursts, never seemed to be fully satisfied with anything you did, and overall just treated you horribly. But many underestimate what one would do for money. So you stuck around.

But just because he was thoroughly an asshole didn’t mean you didn’t get to see bouts of lightheartedness from him.

Like this particular time, you were bringing him some paperwork, placing the folder next to him on his desk, which he was hunched over with his cheek on his fist as he scratched the page with a pen. He looked up at you for a moment, seeming torn between a grunt of appreciation or a look to say ‘get lost’.

He then froze in place, staring at a stink bug that was crawling around on his desk next to his hand. When you carefully asked what was wrong, he still didn’t move, just staring down the bug.

“If I don’t move… it won’t see me…”