Norman Jayden watched as Kylie made her way around the room moving things and looking about the empty, tiny room they'd given him and called an office.
"It looks more like a prison cell than an office, doesn't it?" she said, crossing her arms. Norman smiled. She was the only pleasant thing in the sorry excuse for an office. She was beautiful, and pleasant, radiant, far more amazing than even any scenery ARI could generate. Sometimes he wondered why she stuck by him, with his drug addiction and everything, he knew it made things rough for her at times, too. But, she was always there for him.
"Norman." she said, walking over and sitting on the desk, "Are you ok?"
"I'm alright, Ky. Just thinking about this case." he answered.
"Hey. Everything's going to be okay." Kylie said, putting her finger on the bottom of his chin and tilting his face slightly upwards to look at her. She took his mouth in hers, kissing him. He kissed back, running his fingers through her blond hair. When they broke the kiss, she smiled at him and removed his jacket. They kissed again and he began unbuttoning her shirt. She put her hand on his thigh, then moved her hands up his body and began unbuttoning his shirt. They both looked over when they heard the door open. Carter Blake was standing in the doorway.
"What the hell is this? The fucking Origami killer is out there, and you two take a break to fuck each other!"
"Blake, you should knock before just walking into someone's office." Norman said calmly, but blushing a little, as he and Kylie stood and rebuttoned their shirts.
"You're not supposed to be doing that in an office. And I don't know why the hell somebody would want to fuck him anyway." Blake said.
"You're just lucky we weren't completely naked in here." Kylie commented, walking over to Blake.
"For fuck's sake." Blake said, throwing his arms in the air and storming out, slamming the door behind him. Norman smiled as he bent down to pick his jacket up off the floor.
[a/n]I know, it was a short story. It just came to me.