#what ev

Imagine seeing this handsome stud outside ur room.

(It barely counts)

@jyuanka

“Would you stop fidgeting with your phone?”

Leorio jumped slightly, Cheadle staring at him from the far end of the room.

It was well over a hundred degrees, but Cheadle still looked pressed, clean cut, and orderly.

Leorio on the other had to comb his sweaty mop of hair out of his eyes every three seconds.

The man had long ago given up on keeping his suit jacket on and clean, settling for his button up and slacks.

And there was Cheadle, barely breaking a sweat while she was still packed into her full suit and tie.

The Iceberian desert was not aptly named.

“How are you not burning up in that?” Leorio asked, slathering a damp handkerchief across his face.

Cheadle clapped the book in her lap closed.

“You wouldn’t understand it if I told you.”

Leorio rolled his eyes.

“Try me.”

His research partner had a terrible penchant for being condescending as all hell.

The very same partner was now up and out her chair, walking slowly towards him.

She leaned down, resting her book on the table next to Leorio and leaning towards the man’s face.

Leorio blushed in their closeness.

Cheadle grabbed Leorio’s chin, turning his head stiffly but gently to the side so that his ear was facing her.

“Professionalism.” She whispered.