Not edited since its revamp. Again any problems with the grammar please let me know in a review and ill fix it quickly. Thank you!
As always still attempting to own the boys.
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3) Distractions AKA Work and Distractions (REVAMPED)
The tip of his pencil taps against the still blank lines of the slightly wrinkled paper in front of him as he reads the same line over and over again. He just couldn't get past that line before his mind would switch off to something much more pleasing. His eyes look up again to the small figure across from him. Kain Fuery small for a man but that was fine. It made him look cute. He liked cute things.
He looks down again as he hears a click of a gun being cocked back from Riza's side of the room. Gods he needed a smoke. His pencil taps more as his eyes shift upward again this time slowly looking over the figure. The neat and ironed uniform, slim small hands with long thin fingers. Pianist fingers as many would call them. They looked so soft and smooth. He wanted to touch them. To have them touch him. Ugg head out of the gutter Havoc!
Letting out a loud sigh the object of his distracted state looks up at him with those wide chocolate doe eyes.
" Jean... you ok? You haven't written anything in the last thirty minutes. " Wait he noticed? Shit! Quick find a excuse.
" Yeah.. I'm fine... i just need a good smoke." He nods and gives a little face that translated as a I'm sorry before going back to his own stack of papers. He keeps watching him tapping his pencil in time to the ticks of the clock. he jumps back slightly as a blocker was set up in front of him.
" huh.. wha... " He turns and gives Riza a look. " To keep you from getting so distracted. Now get to work." He sighs loudly before getting down to work putting the first letter down on the paper before the tapping begins again as he pictures his distraction in his head. Needless to say no work got done that day.