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[The slow ticking of a clock echoes as the loudest noise in David's office, understated by the slow, steady sound of him breathing.

He's not sleeping at his desk.

Probably not, at least.]

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[His eyes flick open, and there's a change in his breathing. He certainly had been asleep.

A few blinks to clear that away, and him clearing his throat to try and hide it.]

...Excuse me?

You aren't really trying to pretend you've been awake this whole time, right?

[She leans forward, grinning.]

How long do you think I've been here?

[Correct answer: no more than five minutes. But damn her if she tells that.]

[He clears his throat and shuffles some papers into place to cover himself.]

Minute, maybe.

[He may have been asleep, but she would have woken him up if she'd been there much longer.]

Only a minute?

Let us not bet on that, dear.

[She is just being obnoxious, really.]

Sweet dreams?

[Rather than say something that he would invariably end regretting later - one way or another - David eyed her impassively, one eyebrow lifting in dry sarcasm.]

Can I help you, darling?

Actually... yes.

[She, too, is about to say something that would likely not sit well with either of them sooner rather than later, but catches herself.

Her expression seems to soften, just a little.]

Get some rest.

[Surprise makes his eyes flicker, and then he lets a mocking smile curl his lips.]

Your concern astounds me, my dear.

[Well, the soft moment passes quite quickly.]

What astounds me is the fact that I walked in on you sleeping.

Imagine it had been someone with bad intentions!

[Her tone suggests that the ridiculous amount of irony isn't coincidental.]

I can. Vividly.

[He arches an eyebrow at her. his voice is missing the acid it would have had earlier in their relationship, at least.]

[Which doesn't go by unnoticed.]

Not that I mind seeing you sleep. It's just that there might be better places to do so.

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