As someone in the Armed Detective Agency, you would think that Y/n L/n would at least be a little bit productive during the day. Well, you're wrong. However, he always seems to be wide awake during the night, earning himself the nickname "Lazy Worka...
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(v) be present in a latent or barely discernible state, although still presenting a threat
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The day was clear skies and sunny once again. Y/n was standing by the window with a small watering can in his hands as he looks down at the little flower bed that resides on the windowsill. He hums an unknown tune as he waters the little poppies.
Y/n couldn't help but smile at the calming nature of his workplace. Although, yes, he can hear the chattering of his coworkers talking outside of the room, Y/n still finds peace in the president's room. Fukuzawa had insisted that Y/n water the plants in his office, he really just wanted Y/n to take a small break.
Y/n's smile never faltered, even when there was a presence behind him. Fukuzawa come up behind and leaned over Y/n's shoulder. He carefully placed his chin on Y/n's shoulder as he simply watched Y/n water his plants.
"Shouldn't you be working, president?" Y/n said softly, not taking his eyes off of the plants. His smile ever present.
Fukuzawa was silent for a moment before giving Y/n a silent huff. "I have finished the work I need to do this morning," he claimed. "There's no need to pester me on starting my next load too early."
Y/n laughed slightly at Fukuzawa's attitude towards him. He leaned against Fukuzawa's chest with a small sigh as he emptied the last of his water from his watering can. He tilted his head and bumped it against Fukuzawa's cheek softly.
Fukuzawa wrapped his arms around Y/n's waist to pull him closer to his body. They both stayed in each other's warmth as Fukuzawa continues to cuddle against Y/n. The first time Fukuzawa had done this, the poor man was overwhelmed with work and tired. He asked specifically for Y/n to come to his office and had cuddled him in order to release his stress.
Now, whenever Fukuzawa has the chance or when he wants to, Fukuzawa will force Y/n to take a break and just hang out with him. They didn't need to talk or make full conversation with one another, but that wasn't needed when you just have each other.
"What's on your mind, Mr. Yuki," Y/n whispered, using a nickname of Fukuzawa's first name. "You're so quiet."
Fukuzawa said nothing for a moment, almost like he was in a daze. He then turned his head slightly and kissed Y/n on the cheek. "Nothing, nothing at all, handsome. I just wanted to hold you."
Y/n chuckled at Fukuzawa left butterfly kisses all over his face. "Oh please, Yuki..." Y/n had to stop Fukuzawa from kissing his lips as he carefully cupped Fukuzawa's face. "You know you can't lie to me. What's wrong?"
