"My love,perhaps a break from work would do us both good don't you think?" Came Asher's quiet voice from behind the mans chair. "You've been on duty for sixteen hours Grant. Even you need time to rest."
Stacks of paper, a glowing terminal, a wastebin full of trashed memos and unreadable scrawls. His interest in the mess trying to pass itself off as his workspace had been fading for a while, in tandem with the long-gone light outside. The sound of a certain familiar voice was more than enough to draw his attention in full. Not to say it wouldn't have under usual circumstances, of course.
"Cloudbank never sleeps. So to be fair, Administrators that never sleep is a concept that works in theory." He tilted his head up and back to look at his husband, a wry smile pulling at the corners of his eyes. "Although practice may be a different story."
