you sat on his lap and his face turned bright red y-y/n! T-this- W-why? I- uh- This is very inappropria-... you scooted closer and ran your hand through his hair and started to play with his hair and he blinked a couple times ...w-well i- uhm-... he paused and wrapped his arm around your waist and continued typing on his computer with his other hand his Face still red. It was obvious he was trying his hardest not to think about you sitting there
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