“J-just one?!?” He stammered out after following Break’s finger to his almost completely empty desk. “I-I suppose it’s a start, but nonetheless—!” If he even dared to take a closer look at the sheet, with his luck, he’d probably find that is was only a signature page. Indeed, Reim would be left with
almost all the work. Again.
He sighed, looking down at his so-obviously-fake pleading face. ‘Looking down’… He found it odd, really, how a man with such a large personality could be shorter than him. Another exasperated sigh, and as usual, he conceded. “You already know I will…”
“A-and who said I wanted your company—?!”
“Oh, but it’s a good one, look~ Three paragraphs at least! Aren’t you proud of me, Reim-san~?” He pouted a little, it was always fun to play this game with Reim, knowing that he would get away with it every time. Though hopefully he wouldn’t tell Sharon or he would be in for several swats from that fan of hers.
The pout gave way to a mischievous smile, one he expected the other man knew well indeed. “Are you calling yourself predictable? Dear me, not a trait I would flaunt, if I were you~”
“You seem to enjoy it usually~ Surely you would not come back to see me so often if you did not.”
more proud if you did all of it yourself!” Of course, he did appreciate that Break had at least attempted to do something— This was a rare occurrence in and of itself, though Reim would definitely prefer that Break not leave him with the task of doing both of their respective sets of paperwork.
Well, if he was happy, then…
"O-only to you—!" No, he knew he was predictable, it had been pointed out to him on numerous occasions. But the only person that really acted on that was him. It didn’t bother him nearly as much as it should.
"T-to the contrary— I’d wager you seek me out yourself, more often than not!"