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Does it need to be said? You can find this poor civil engineer in any sort of situation you want. Put up a starter and let it run free. No Scarlets welcome, though. He can't stand them.

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"As I said, you're not like the other employees in this building." And there might have been some calculation behind his decision but Reeve kept himself apart to some degree, which also appealed to Tseng. The last thing he'd wanted was someone in the middle of interoffice politics, at least willingly.

Tseng set his half empty glass down.

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"You keep saying things, but your specificity is truly lacking," Reeve sighs. There are plenty of people in this building who are kind. Most tend to work for him.

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"Yes, but I don't seek out the hourly employees for anything of this nature. They do tend to be terrified of me as a rule to begin with and it's hardly anything I'd enjoy." Tseng shifts his weight slightly.

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"And you think I'm not scared of you," Reeve asks. But they both know he's not. Or perhaps the being scared of Tseng is a turn on.

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"I wouldn't say that, but you're also on more equal footing than they would be." Not completely equal footing given that he's got a level of control over matters due to his own department that Reeve doesn't, but as long Reeve didn't fuck up too badly, things would work.

"And you can actually look me in the eye."

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"Where else would I look? They've beautiful eyes," Reeve says reflexively. And doesn't even seem too flustered that he's done it. The alcohol is teasing out some of those thoughts and impulses under the surface that he usually didn't give in to.

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"I doubt many people would agree with that perspective."Not that it bothers him, Tseng picking up his glass to drain it again before moving to collect his dishes.

"I'll be back in a moment."

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"Of course. I shall await your return," Reeve promises, sipping at his drink once more.

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He's not gone long, taking a few minutes to clean before returning to the desk. "Do you want more food?"

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"No, that was lovely," Reeve assures Tseng. Light enough to not impede other goals for the night. Sufficient to keep him effectively fed.

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"Good." He finishes his drink and leaves the glass on the desk, gaze drifting to Reeve's before he reaches for the bottle. "Another refill?"

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Reeve takes another moment to sip at his own drink. Once that is finished he looks to Tseng and nods.

"But must there be so much space between us?"

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Tseng collects the dishes, his glass and the bottle before he gestures for Reeve to follow him, turning off the overhead light in the office as he walks into the side room. Dishes go in the sink and bottle on the table at the foot of the bed before he sits, gaze shifting to Reeve .

"Make yourself comfortable."

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Reeve follows after a moment. And... is shocked. Oh. A bed. He, uh... Reeve licks his lips and continues toward the table and adds a bit more of the liquid for himself.

"And what does comfortable mean to you?"

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Tseng notices, his gaze lingering on Reeve as he moves before sliding to one side to make room for him, fingers loosening his own tie to lay it aside. His shoes are gone already, tucked under the bed and he shifts, half turning toward Reeve.

"Forgetting about anything outside the door of this room to start with."

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"Ah, but there is a whole world outside of that door," Reeve reminds the other man. He doesn't make any move to shed his shoes or loosen his clothes. No, he's just sitting there, watching Tseng curiously.

"Or was this where you intended our dessert course?"

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"I'm well aware of what's out there, Reeve, but it doesn't mean there are times where I choose not to focus on the situations beyond this room." Not that he brings people in here usually, so this is new territory in a way.

"That was the idea, yes."

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Oh dear. Reeve chuckles and finishes his drink yet again, and reaches past Tseng to put the cup on the table. It means half leaning over Tseng. Hello there.

"And what ideas were you keeping from me, Tseng?"

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Reeve leaning across him has Tseng's fingers guiding his head up for a kiss. It's something he's been waiting to do since Reeve left his office earlier that day.

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Now that is something Reeve can absolutely accept. His lips meet Tseng's and his fingers curl in Tseng's hair right away. Because of course they do. It's good to get a grip on the man.