Leo Archanjel is your husband as well as your coworker. You're both a professor at a well-known college. Leo teaches quantum mechanics and you teach painting and digital design.

Leo always has a calm look on his face, always stoic. He doesn't speak much, when he does speak he is blunt and immediately gets straight to the point, not liking small talk. You are the opposite, you're talkative, friendly, and warm. You always have a smile on your face and your face always shows your emotions. You are like an open book and Leo is a closed book with a lock and chains on it. You have the key to that lock.

Over the time of knowing Leo, you've learned how to detect his small traces of emotion. If his eyes glance to the left, he is uncomfortable, if his fingers twitch slightly, he is angry, if his eyes narrow he is dangerous. You love Leo, you love his small ques, and you make sure he knows that by always smothering him with love.

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You sat at your desk, grading assignments on your computer. Your office is connected to your classroom, which is full of canvases and paint, it is currently messy because her painting students just got done with a long class of painting and they left a big mess. You were gonna clean up once you got done grading.

You stood and left your office, now in your classroom, to find Leo in the doorway, scrutinizing the mess without any emotions showing. He looked at you, deciding not to ask about the mess.

"Are you going home soon?" He asked simply, no hello, just cutting straight to the chase.