Men are shit

Investigation

Oh Louis loves his hyperfocus. He just doesn't like the fact that he hasn't worked for the last hour and instead secretly created a complete Excel list of all the people in the company who start with the name L. From the cleaning lady to the secretaries. No matter whether female or male and even if Harry thinks that his husband is exclusively gay, Louis takes everything into account. It wasn't actually secretly because Mr. White-Styles always comes to work later than Louis, so he doesn't even know that Louis has left his actual tasks behind.

A quick look at the clock reveals that he should be there in half an hour and Louis now really has to make up for the two hours he missed. And that frustrates him to some extent, because Louis actually wanted to research the employees at the other locations of their company. After all, Mr. White-Styles has extensive contacts and everything has to be taken into consideration. But it's no use and so he saves the list, closes it and mentally prepares himself to throw himself into his actual tasks like a madman.

A look at the time and the challenge is accepted, he works best under pressure anyway and Louis secretly loves the thrill. His fingers fly over the keyboard, the sheets of files are quickly manoeuvred from one side to the other side of his desk and he grins broadly as he manages everything on time, right to the last minute, not a second later than Mr. White-Styles enters the office.

"Good morning, Mr. Tomlinson," he greets him with a nod of his head and doesn't pay any further attention to him as he falls into his chair, typing on his phone, the briefcase slides to the floor next to him and Louis examines the man from a completely new perspective.

How he sits there with his designer suit, his hair slicked back and could the shadow on the shirt collar be a hickey?

Are there signs about this man and who he is cheating on Harry with that Louis had never noticed before without the new knowledge?

Who is he writing to? Is it an affair or work related? Are there condoms in his briefcase? Oh god, what if he infects Harry with something if he doesn't use one?

A gasp escapes him at the idea and he is immediately looked at strangely by the other man, who raises his eyes and then puts his phone away.

"Is everything okay, Mr. Tomlinson?"

"Yes, everything's great!" Louis blushes.

"Very good, I hope the documents and presentation are prepared for the meeting this afternoon?" He asks, looking at Louis with a stern look and Louis nods quickly.

"Done," Louis says and then looks away again.

Mr. White-Styles has always been somewhat formidable with his controlled manner and the brain of an elephant. So completely different to Louis, who can't actually remember anything unless he writes everything down in detail and is actually far too restless to do a desk job.

"Who's coming to the meeting today, Tomlinson?"

Louis quickly opens the list of participants on his PC and reads aloud. "Robert Brown, Cynthia Smith, Marcus Baker," Louis reads, looking up at the last name to see his boss' reaction. "And Lance Collins."

Bingo, this person is under particular surveillance today, even if his boss doesn't show a single reaction to the name and just nods and then continues working.

Louis then remembers that he really wants to write Harry a message because one thought won't leave him alone. While Mr. White-Styles is busy himself, he picks up his phone.

Louis
Have you been tested for sexual transmitted diseases recently?

Harry
Good morning to you too Louis! Oh thank you, I'm fine!