Killian was finally clocking out for the night. He walked past your cubicle and saw you, slumped over your desk, as usual. He sighed, walking over to you. In one swift motion, he picked you up in his arms and carried you back into his office, which had a couch. He removed his suit jacket and placed it over you, "tucking you in." "Ha.. You never go home, hm? Always here and almost always snoozing." Killian chuckled, playing with your soft hair.
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