Day 12, Noon

[yuuri_maou]

*After running into Al’s double, he finally finds his way to his office where the mounds of paperwork await his signature. Someone lays a straight thing, like a ruler, across the pages right above where he has to sign so that he can feel it

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[queensprkle]

*Sneaks in. (Well, not exactly sneaks. She has no need to sneak!) She is just being.. cafeful. Not to disturb anyone (Not that she would ever disturb anyone!)

..He's asleep. Well then.*

Daddy? *Poke! ...he is just asleep, right? Right!? Poke!* Daddy!

[yuuri_maou]

*Ummm, nice hot ramen with a side of rice, maybe some of those little sausage things his mother makes. Or curry, oooh, curry! Or that stew, or miso, or maybe some nice......*

Uh?

*He opens his eyes slowly, rubbing his cheek that was laying on top of the paperwork he was supposed to be signing. Trying to squint at the darkness, he can vaguely make out a dim outline standing against the window. A small, little shape. He reaches out his hands and finds her shoulders*

Good morning, Greta *he says with a smile and a yawn before he lifts her up onto his lap, snuggling her close* Or maybe afternoon? *She's soft and warm and comforting. It's a happy thing*

[queensprkle]

*Of course he's fine. No need to be silly.*

It's afternoon. *reaches out to rub at his cheek* And you're all inky.

[yuuri_maou]

Am I? *he asks with a laugh* Ah, I guess that's how Gwendal always knows when I've been sleeping on the job. But I can't help it! Paperwork is borning. *He makes a face and then reaches out and touches her hair*

Have you been well? Is there anything you need? *He hugs her again close to his chest* I've been so busy, I'm sorry. I'm missed you.