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Lou Fa gazed at her computer screen dreamily, her thoughts set entirely on the new, cute, white-haired photographer that had joined the group. She had fallen for him at first sight. He was a gentleman to her, something that occurred rarely in the office – despite how much her partner, Rikei, would like to argue. She had wanted him to feel at home when he arrived, so she devised a plan to get his attention. She started off by getting him black coffee with two sugars, because she had overheard Allen tell Lenalee that that was his favourite type of coffee. Then, a few days later, Allen had complained about having a craving for cupcakes because Lavi kept bringing him Krispy Kreme doughnuts, so Lou Fa baked several home-made cupcakes and frosted each of them uniquely and set them down for him; he had appreciated the sentiment, she was sure.

But her plan had begun to crumble when Lavi had caught her delivering the anonymous sweet to Allen's desk. Her heart raced and her palms sweated – Lavi was used to getting a lot of female attention; even she appreciated that he was extremely good looking and funny, but she was sure he wouldn't mind if his new partner got some attention too. His look was weird, though, Lou Fa had noticed. It wasn't quite one of envy, but not quite one of apathy. He was jealous, that was written in his eye, but Lou Fa could sense it wasn't of Allen receiving attention. It confused the young Chinese woman, so she took it upon herself to investigate. She had got Fou to join in, despite her vehement request not to. Every day she watched as Allen and Lavi interacted with each other, and every day her heart broke a little more. Their actions became a little less friendly and a little more intimate. Lavi's hand used to rest on Allen's shoulder, but now it rested on his lower back, and Allen's smile was always accompanied by an almost adoring look in his beautiful silver eyes.

And then she walked in on the one thing she hoped would have never happened.

Lavi asked Allen to stay behind once everyone had cleared out of the office to go home. He had told him that he needed help with the article and placement of photographs, and then which photographs to use. Some were blurry, but some were crystal clear, and Lavi needed to know which of the good ones to use. The two spent an hour laughing, joking, and arguing over the photographs before Lavi stood up to stretch his legs and asked Allen if he wanted a drink, to which the white-haired boy had said yes.

Lou Fa had accidentally fallen asleep at her computer. She had told her friends she was staying behind to do some clearing up on the photos Rikei had taken a few days before. She wiped her drooling mouth lazily with a sweater-sleeved arm before stretching them above her head. She looked up to see that Allen and Lavi were still in the office, much to her misfortune. She listened intently to the conversation that unfolded, hoping to catch something that would disprove the theory she was currently holding.

"Black, two sugars, right?" Lavi said, grabbing his wallet from his coat pocket.

"Yeah. Also, I'm thinking we should get a pizza tonight," Allen suggested. Lavi let out a breath of amusement.

"You're not cooking?"

"Why would I? I'm too tired." Allen emphasised this with a dramatic yawn.

"Alright, alright, we'll pick one up later when we're done."

"Sounds good," Allen said, a smile evident in his voice. There was silence for a minute, and Lou Fa's eyes widened when she looked up, suddenly wishing she hadn't.

Lavi had leaned across the desk and was now kissing the white-haired boy intimately. Allen had his hands wrapped around Lavi's neck and was kissing him back fervently. Lou Fa felt warm and devastated. She made a loud noise as she stood up, her chair scraping against the floor, and the couple jumped apart; Allen's face was tomato red and Lavi was scowling. She grabbed her things and made for the door, refusing to look back at the heart-breaking scene.

Allen felt awful; he had no idea that anyone was still present in the office, let alone Lou Fa. He could tell by the sympathetic look on Lavi's face that he, too, felt guilty about the whole thing.

"I'll go get the coffee," Lavi muttered and left quickly without another sound. Allen sat in the office alone for a very long time, before a loud buzzing sound shattered the silence. A tentative hand pulled out his phone from his coat pocket, and he looked at the home screen. It told him that he had one new text message, and with a strained smile he unlocked his phone and read it.

"How are you doing, boy?" The message had been sent by an unknown number, but Allen had an inkling as to who would dare to text him using that tone of voice.

"What do you want Mikk?" He typed back swiftly and set his phone down, waiting for Lavi to return.

The phone buzzed again, not to Allen's surprise, as he picked it up with a heavy sigh and read the new text that had been sent through.

"Can't I just text my favourite photographer?"

Allen clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before replying: "Only when you want something."

He hit send and was half debating internally whether or not to go help Lavi with the coffee.

Buzz. New Message.

"Just checking to make sure you made a move on Bookman."

"Why do you care?" Send.

Buzz.

"I'm just interested. Have you?"

"None of your business." Send.

"What are you doing?" Lavi asked out of thin air, surprising the boy, who was immersed in his phone conversation.

"N-nothing!" Allen lied, locking his phone and slipping it into his grey trousers' pocket. Lavi raised a suspicious eyebrow, but didn't press further; instead, he placed the steaming cup of coffee in front of Allen and sat on his chair before taking a careful sip. He let out a gasp and held his tongue out, his eye watering.

"Oww, it's hot."

"Dummy, you've only just made the coffee," Allen chided gently as he watched the steam curl in the air, the ends flickering as it dissipated into nothing. Lavi said nothing in retort as he turned his attention to the pictures on his screen. Allen's hand wandered absent-mindedly towards his pocket as he felt the familiar buzzing resonate through his leg. He pulled it out swiftly, unlocked the screen, and read the message.

After a few long moments of thought, Lavi clicked one at random and watched Allen's reaction. The white-haired boy was glaring angrily at his phone, the screen illuminated as Lavi looked over his shoulder to see what the deal was.

Allen hid the phone from Lavi's sight and furrowed his eyebrows. He unselected the picture and clicked two of his best photos, giving Lavi an official look. The redhead glanced between his partner and the photos before sighing and giving in. Allen was the professional, after all.

Allen gazed at the phone with a faraway look; they'd been set a deadline by Tyki's boss. He had picked the end of the week, and the time began to count down on Allen's head.