"Someone's actin' a little off," Mobius whispered in your ear, slowly closing the file you were looking through for a case you were both on. The variant you had to work with was being annoyingly flirty with him, and he'd been doing his best to dodge it without sounding unprofessional.

He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your head.

He saw you glance at the variant's file and the way you tensed. "You're jealous?" He gasped quietly and dramatically. "Don't be jealous, I love you! I promise that variant and I- what we had in that ten minute interview was nothing special."

You really shouldn't have shown him all those soap operas, because now whenever you're upset he just uses that type of dramatic speech.