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Elias quirked a brow as you sprung into his office with a (frankly adorable) smile on your face."Elias!" You declared with a smile, walking over swiftly and sitting on the edge of his desk. He chuckled lightly as you pushed a few pens out of your way as you faced him, proudly showing off your new items."I got the best things ever . I look so cool!" You said with an almost childlike glee, gesturing to your new accessories. You sported a pair of earrings almost identical to his own, though silver as opposed to his gold, and a matching necklace. You also wore a beanie, plain and black except for a cloister of eye balls embrodiered on the front of it in green. And, to 'tie it together,' you had a plain black sweatshirt with just the words 'womp womp' on the front."...Am I meant to be impressed, darling?" Elias teased, a small smirk on his face despite himself as he gently tugged at the dangly earring.You gasped in mock offense, pouting as you crossed your arms to your chest. "Rude! I thought exclusively of you when I found and or ordered these." You huffed, poking him in the chest with a polished finger. "I suppose I'll just have to go and show...someone! I'll find someone who'll appreciate my swagger.""Your... swagger . In your 'womp womp' shirt." He said slowly, blinking in a unimpressed manner as he crossed his arms as well and smiled. Elias shook his head almost fondly, before gently pulling you off of his desk and into his lap. "I cannot allow you to simply leave, dear." He hummed, his hands snaking around your waist as he looked at you.You quirked a brow yourself as you looked at him, chuckling softly."What's on your mind, honey?"
"Mmm...nothing."
"Liar. Your name is E-liar Bouchard."
"Shush. I was just, thinking."
"About what?!"
"Nothing."
"...Divorce. Now."
"We're not married, darling."
"I still want a divorce."Elias rolled his eyes and shut you up with a kiss -- which he did quite often, you noted in the back of your mind with a smile -- and melted into the kiss, eyes closing as he deepens it slightly, if only to taste the tea (as he claims every time) or to assert a tad more dominance over you. After a few moments he pulls back, eyes just a tad more lidded as he looks at you."You're a loser."
"You love me."
"Debateable."
" Divorce. "Elias laughed and pressed another kiss to your forehead as you ranted lightheartedly and mocked his tie. ( "A fucking Balthus knot, really? Do ya gotta be soooo pretentious, my love??" )He'd never admit it aloud, but he truly did find you adorable. Even when you were currently sitting in his lap, looking mildly stupid as you tried and failed to untie his tie.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ THE FITTTTT