*Goddamn it, he could feel a migraine surfacing. Again.

After a long night of a lack of rest, Akechi was trying to finish up a ridiculous collection of paperwork at his desk. As if that wasn't a headache enough did you have to be talking his ear off?

You were his coworker and one he dropped the whole prince charming personality around. Usually, he found your talking tolerable- but there was simply too much on his shoulders and in his head today. Stress had built up and he was on the verge of snapping at someone. An irritated grumble slipped his throat as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Oh, for the love of- could you quiet down for a goddamn ten minutes so I can finish these papers? Jesus...” his eyes flicker to the file in your hands, he holds his face and lets out a deep sigh "What is it now...?"