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[samekh]

[ there's a quiet, indistinct yawn coming from sugata's end of the table, partly hidden behind a gloved hand.

it's late enough that his mind is no longer on the paperwork spread out before him, but still early enough that he is yet to be tired. his eyes drift over to the only other person in the room as he leans his chin on an open palm. ]

Are you not tired, Takuto?

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[takuto]

[the sound the stack of paper makes as it hits the tabletop echoes hollowly throughout the spacious office. thunkthunkthunk. Takuto sets the now-straightened collection of freshly signed contracts in the designated 'outbound' pile (the remaining proposals sit adjacent from them) before answering his King.]

Are you, Your Majesty?

[despite the authenticity in his voice, it's hard to miss that teasing smile.]

[samekh]

[ he eyes the piles with an expression between bored and exasperation. they have been at this the whole afternoon, it's a wonder how takuto manages to still be so perky.

well, that's one of the good things about his knight, he supposes. ]

I'm asking you.

[ don't turn the question around on him now. ]

[takuto]

[the mischief on his face concedes to sheepishness.]

I'm still feeling pretty wide awake.

[samekh]

Mm.

[ to be honest, he would much rather do something more interesting. ]

Come here, Takuto.

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[takuto]

[he'd reached over to straighten another stack of papers when Sugata beckons.]

— eh? Oh.

[takuto]

[and Takuto traverses to the other end of the table where His Majesty sits— a handful of proposals in hand. IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?]

It looks like these are the last of them!

[samekh]

I see.

[ but he doesn't spare them a glance, just reaching out to pull takuto onto his lap. ]

Brief me about them.

[takuto]

[well, he would, but it's difficult to brief a stack of papers that have now found a new home scattered all over the hardwood floor.]

S-S-S—

[it's hard to tell if he's trying to apologize for the mess he's now made or sputter out Sugata's name in alarm.]

[samekh]

Tsk. How careless of you.

[ there is nothing but amusement laced in his tone though, and his arms wrap around the knight's waist as his lips graze against the back of takuto's neck. gently. ]

[takuto]

[and a graze is all he gets before there's a forearm firmly planted across his chest to hold him at bay.]

S-Sugata!

[he half-whispers as though he's afraid someone might hear them, regarding Sugata with a mixture of distress, panic, and embarassment.]

[samekh]

[ that gets a chuckle out of him. really, this is why he likes teasing takuto so much. ]

There's nobody here, Takuto.

[ yep, he knows what you're worried about. ]