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Jim watched the news, chucking when they claimed that police were baffled at his most recent crime. Seb watched his boss, his lips slightly turned upwards. It was nice seeing his boss alive and enjoying his old antics again.

"Hey, boss?" Seb called out, leaning back in his chair.

"Yes, Sebby dear?" Jim asked, turning around on the couch to face the sniper.

"Are you messing with the people or is this part of world denomination?" Seb asked.

"Oh, I'm just playing with 'em!" Jim giggled. "A reminder of who I am, ya know?"

"Heh, nice." Seb smirked, lighting a cigarette.

"Soo, what should I do next?" Jim hummed, shutting his eyes. Seb got out of his chair, gently pecking the consulting criminal's lips.

"Whatever you come up with, it'll be brilliant sir." he murmured, patting Jim's shoulder.

"How kind of you to say so, Sebby," Jim muttered, a slight smile on his face.

"Its literally in my job description to say that, Jim." Seb rolled his eyes.

"Oh hush!" Jim chirped. "Its not it'd kill you to say that!"

"It'd kill me if I didn't." Seb snorted. "But yeah, whatever you say boss."

"Well, I'm out of ideas at the moment." Jim dramatically announced, stretching out so his head rested in Seb's lap.

"Hello hot stuff," Seb grinned, running his fingers through Jim's hair.

"Tiger, darling, I'm trying to think of an idea," Jim murmured.

"Right. Sorry boss," Seb chuckled, shaking his head slightly. Jim smiled up at him, then shut his eyes once more to think of an idea.

"Oh-my-gooooood I have an idea!" Jim shouted, scaring Seb.

"The hell is it?!"

"We broadcast to the world that we're gonna do a thing, but then we don't do the thing. You know, leave 'em in panic!" Jim excitedly explained. .

"I like that plan," Seb admitted, grinning wickedly. Jim patted his cheek, eyes shining with madness.

"Midnight and we'll start." Jim ordered, writing a note on his phone.

"Why at midnight?" Seb asked, confused.

"Because the rest of the day is for evil cuddling," Jim grinned innocently at Seb, draping his arms around the sniper's neck. Seb snorted, but accepted the day full of cuddles.

A/n: writing these oneshots is the most productive thing I've done today

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