Kain peered from around his desk and looked at a blonde head down, asleep. He knew if Riza were to find him all hell would break loose. Kain grinned and rose from his seat. He walked quietly by Havok's office and into the break room. The black haired man beamed to himself as he started making Havok some coffee, hoping he might be thanked or smiled at. He sighed. Oh how he longed for Havok to smile at him… and him alone.
Kain Fuery left the break room and entered Havok's office, now much more nervous. Havok outranked him… he could easily be in trouble if waking the blonde.
Firmly, Kain took in a deep breath, exhaled, then stood erect in the doorway and said, "Mr. Havok, sir?"
At first the blonde made no sign of movement, but then stirred as young Fuery opened his mouth to try again.
"Hmm…?" grumbled the blonde, slowly raising his head.
Kain felt his face redden as blue eyes stared at him still half closed. "I… I… I brought you some coffee, Sir," reported Kain with a swift salute.
Havok stared for a minute before smiling. "Nice act…"
Kain turned a darker red as he said, "Pardon sir?"
"Kain," Havok said, reclining in his chair, "drop the act and bring me the coffee."
Fuery nodded and walked to the cluttered desk, to a strong and smoky smell, handing the man his coffee. Kain blushed as Havok took a sip and downed the whole thing.
Havok sat on the younger man's desk laughing and talking quickly, jumping from topic to topic all while petting Kain's dark hair. His topics changed almost every sentence or even mid-sentence on occasion.
'Maybe I shouldn't have added so much sugar' thought Kain, becoming drowsy by the wonderful headscritch given by his favorite person. Havok kept talking. Grinning. Joking. But still not working.