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Windows was typing away at his computer, spacing out as he filled out records and organized left over files that needed to be dealt with, very menial and dragging tasks that weren't going to get done by just sitting there. He wasn't exactly focused, but all surrounding noise was muffled by his headphones, so muffled that he didn't hear the heavy set of boots coming up behind him...
"JESUS CHRIST-" Windows yelped, as a strong pair of arms circled around him, bringing him into a tight hold as he all but jumped out of his skin. "Ugh, Mac!" he whined.
Mac slipped off his headphones and placed then on the desk gently, pecking his cheek as he spun Windows around on his chair to face him.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself - you know how much I like to spook you." Mac grinned - he clearly wasn't sorry - but his face was endearing enough for Windows not to care all that much.
"Tch- you're gonna give me a heart attack one of these days y'know." Windows sighed.
"Aw now we can't have that can we?" Mac teased, pulling Windows up to his feet to talk to him better. "After all, who am I gonna mess with when you're gone?"
"Well - maybe you'll just have to choose somebody else to distract from their work, I was actually getting stuff done believe it or not." Windows replied.
"Hah- yeah right, it's midday and you haven't even had your caffeine crash yet, that's why." Mac joked, spinning them around so he sat on Windows's chair, he dragged the smaller man down onto his lap where he perched himself easily.
"Wha- listen- Nauls cut me off after I went for my third cup of coffee today!" Windows griped. "You know I can barely function without that stuff..."
"Oh really, you seemed awful energized last night when we-" Windows smacked his hand over his mouth, shutting him up.
"Shut up - my door is wide open you perv!" he blushed. Mac then promptly licked the inside of his palm. "Aw-eugh, Mac you weirdo!" Windows wiped his hand on Macs shoulder in retaliation, which slowly turned into a scuffle between the two, involving Mac pinching Windows's sides as he laughed and struggled in his grip. They eventually grew tired of the play-fighting as their mouths came together gently.
Quiet kissing noises filled the empty radio room, all that was heard was the soft smacking of lips and rustle of clothes, Windows pulled down the zipper on Macs leather jacket, running his palm across his t-shirt clad chest ever so gently. He was returned the favor when Macs hands slinked their way to Windows's back, untucking his shirt and Macs calloused finger running up his bare spine.
"Your hands are freezing y'know." Windows mumbled.
"I was just outside, came in here soon as I got in." Mac stated.
"Did ya' miss me that much?" he chuckled.
"Yeah..."
"Sap." Windows smiled as he placed a chaste kiss on the tip of Macs nose. "Always tryna' act tough, but only I know what a softie you are -talkin' about how much you miss me, carrying me to bed when I fall asleep here, treating me oh so kindly when we- you get the picture." he joked.
"Only ever for you, y'know?" Mac rubbed his face along his neck, beard making his hair stand on end as a breath left his lips. "You're the only guy in the whole world that gets me to this point."
"Uh huh?"
"Yeah..."
They resumed kissing again, in their own little world, nothing could seem to make this one precious moment end, except for the open door their backs happened to be facing.
"Ahem- are you guys free?" Fuchs asked from the doorway.
"JESUS CHRIST-" the couple yelled in unison, Mac holding onto Windows so he didn't fall as he shot up out of his chair, immediately embarassment set in as the two men rose to their feet, promptly tucking and zipping their clothes back into place to appear presentable.
"I'm gonna go- uh- fuckin' do something Idon'tknowbye-" Mac rushed out past Fuchs who was giving him possibly the nastiest stink face Windows had ever seen.
"So uh- Fuchs, how can I help you?" Windows tried to stave off his utter horror at being witnessed having a makeout session by one of his coworkers, but his face surely didn't hide it.
"My computer is having issues again, I need you to take a look at the thing." Fuchs didn't seem to acknowledge the elephant in the room, but that was fine by Windows. "The system keeps rebooting before I can save - and the damn thing just won't cooperate."
"I'll be with you in a sec, just gimme a few minutes to uhm- finish organizing the files on mine."
"Organizing files, sure..." he raised an eyebrow. "Not that it's any of my business - nor do I care what you do in your spare time when you're alone with Mac - Can you at least shut your door, I don't wanna see that." he grumbled.
"Yep, will do!" Windows help up an awkward thumbs-up as Fuchs let out a breathy laugh, leaving the doorway as Windows ran a frustrated hand down his face.
"Shoulda' shut the fuckin' door..." he sighed.