"What?" Honey eventually asks, without looking up from their computer.
Guy had snuck into the kitchen ten minutes ago with a clipboard, and had been making increasingly desperate grabs for attention.
"Nothing Honey!" He replies, failing to temper down how ecstatic he was that they had finally acknowledged him. "Just doing some research."
Their gaze drifts over to him, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Mhm."
"Mhm indeed, fascinating." Guy pushes his glasses down to the bottom of his nose, nodding with a fake stern expression.
Rolling their eyes, Honey returns their attention to the screen, resuming their typing, holding back a small smile. He really managed to soften them over the years, not that they would admit it or complain.
"Administring independent variable now." Guy whispers right in their ear. They jump and try and push him away when he kisses their cheek.
They're left frozen, blinking at him. Normally they don't get so flustered but a long day and the (rarely achieved) element of surprise got them this time.
He mimics taking copious notes, giggling. "Subject seems taken off guard, more experiments must be applied in order to- woAH!"
His line of thought is cut off when 'the subject' grabs him by the shirt to capture his lips in a kiss. The clipboard falls to the ground as Guy happily reciprocates.
Honey pulls back satisfied from a beaming Guy. "Write that in your notes."
He picks up the clipboard and proudly shows it to them. It's full of meaningless scribbles and a small doodle of them with a heart next to them.
"All according to plan Honey." He cackles. "But if you want to put me in my place again I will not be complaining despite how it violates the integrity of my studies-"
And they kiss him again.