@devildevouring asked: gives him a little peck on the top of his head.
𝑼𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑺 || 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮!
HE HAD BEEN AT HIS DESK ALL AFTERNOON. He’d had administrative tasks that simply could not wait any longer, as well as an abundance of correspondence to reply to - the toils of being an internationally-reknowned genius were relentless and never-ending, it seemed.
UPON DRAFTING A LETTER OF SINCERITY TO A LITTLE BOY WHO HAD COMPOSED THE MOST HEARTBREAKING LETTER REGARDING HIS PET ROCK, HIS MIND HAD DRIFTED ELSEWHERE. However, the sudden contact of warm, soft skin on his forehead succeeded in tearing through his concentration as if it were paper. Head snapping up, wide eyes regarded the young woman standing next to him with mild surprise - with just a smidge of confusion added for good measure.
“Hm? What? Was I talking to myself again?”
