The office was quiet and calm. Sunlight shone through the large windows, painting the room with warm colors. Various papers and folders were scattered around, profiles of clients and details of business printed on them. However, they were all completely forgotten about. The owners were busy, lost in their own little world.

Ranmaru was swinging his feet, comfortably settled into Takuto's lap. They whispered to each other as if anyone was around to hear them, though more likely it was to preserve the serene atmosphere. All of a sudden, Ranmaru's melodic laughter filled the room. Takuto didn't know what he found so amusing, but he still enjoyed that charming grin.

"Say it again~" he asked sweetly.

"Say what?"

"Say 'volleyball'," he pronounced the name of the sport in English. The other chuckled a bit at the silly request, but he said the word anyway.

"Volleyball."

Ranmaru began laughing again, and Takuto loved it. He pulled the other closer, idly caressing his waist. He did still wonder what he found so funny, but he calmly waited for the other to explain.

"Wow, you are adorable!" he said innocently after calming down. Takuto simply smiled as Ranmaru gently cupped his cheeks. "Say 'volleyball'" he enunciated this time, but Takuto pronounced it the same way.

"Volleyball." It finally occurred to him that the thing making Ranmaru giggle so much was his accent.

"Alright, Alright," he said hugging his laughing friend closer. "It's not like you speak English perfectly either."

"Yeah but it's cute when you say it." he paused in thought. "OK now say 'broccoli'"

It was rather unusual for them to put aside their work like this but everyone needed a little break once in a while. They had no visitors at the time either, as if even the outside world decided to respect their little moment. So their peaceful evening continued on as they forgot about everything else around them.