Skilled fingers brush another stack of papers to the end of his desk, a bored sigh slipping from his lips. The ebony suit weighs heavy on his tall frame from diligently working all day long. He rubs at his dark eyes that have the slightest indication of bags forming beneath them from his long stressful days of work. The button littered phone has two buttons that suddenly begin flashing arrogantly, causing a mute sigh to slip from his lips once again. His pointer finger stabs at the first button and his colleague Elena grumbles into the phone, "You have a visitor coming up to see you Sir."

"Who is it?"

"Beats me, he just walked and said he had an appointment with you."

Tseng lets his finger slide away from the button the moment the door opens, the slight shock hidden away well. He tilts his head ever so slightly in confusion as to why this man is here. The man's strides are strong and sure as he stalks forward; long crimson jacket flapping against his legs and short red hair brushing against his cheeks. Tseng raises an eyebrow as he sits back in his chair, "What are you doing here Genesis?"

The red head only flashes his eyes down at him, the tiniest sliver of a glare to them. "What time is it?"

"I'm not sure. I've been busy."

"It's three in the morning." Genesis crosses his arms over his chest, watching as the wheels turn in Tseng's mind, clicking into place to place the reason of his anger. Just as he's sure that it has he strides around the desk, Tseng swiveling to meet him.

Before Tseng can get to his feet Genesis is pushing him back down against the rather uncomfortable chair, an impish grin curling his lips as he leans down crush his lips against Tseng's. He gives a sharp nip to Tseng's bottom lip as he pulls away, deliberately turning and walking straight to the door without another look back at him.

"You'd better be there next time. I hate waiting."

Genesis lets the door slam behind him as he leaves; his mission a success for the second he's left the room Tseng reaches for the phone once again. He presses the button and waits for Elena to pick up the line, "I'm taking a couple days off, hold my appointments," and then lets the button release before she can question him. He elegantly rises from his chair and grabs his keys from atop the desk, eager to catch up to the demanding red head.