"Eric? You're staring at me again."
Eric gave a start. "No m'not. I'm thinkin'." Nice save, Slingby. He sat up and returned to his paperwork, keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the pages. And not on Alan's lips. Where he had certainly not been staring moments before.
It wasn't like it was his fault. It just wasn't fair. The little brunette had a bad habit of biting his lower lip when he filled out forms. Sometimes, he stuck his tongue out in concentration, turning pink from embarrassment when he realized what he'd been doing. Just a moment ago, he'd been pursing his lips in concentration, making Eric want to lean forward over the desk and catch those lips in a… and he was staring again.
Alan's eyes narrowed. "Just thinking, were you? Good work. It didn't even look like it hurt," he remarked, corners of his lips - where Eric was resolutely not looking - twitching up into a good natured smile. The blonde retaliated by reaching over and ruffling his junior's hair, earning a scowl that was nearly a pout by the time Alan turned back to his work.
Not that he was staring. Really.
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