How long could Lane obediently sit on his ass and study diligently? Less than half an hour, apparently! In his defense, the couch and the chairs in Damien's office were all hard and uncomfortable… And yes, sure, he had slept on the ground in dungeons before, and was fine with it, but that was different! There, it was a necessity, he had to get some rest to have enough energy to keep on fighting. But now…
Now, he had uncomfortable seats, unbearably boring study materials to read, and then his hot and handsome boyfriend on top of it all. His hot and handsome boyfriend, who was sitting by his desk, all serious with his brows deeply furrowed, as he focused on… something probably boring as well, although not as much as the information Lane had to memorize. He was so absorbed in it, that he forgot to keep an eye on Lane for a moment…
And the next thing he knew, Lane had already managed to slide right next to him, leaning over the desk, his arm brushing against Damien's. "Whatcha doin'?"
