Angelo was curled up in his favorite chair, watching Nikolai walk into the now familiar office to stubbornly squeeze himself into the same chair.
He was used to this complete lack of respect for personal space, ending up partly sitting on the other.
"Are you bored?" Nikolai spoke quietly, his jaw resting gently on the other's shoulder.
Angelo perked up, he had thought that Nikolai had simply come to bug him as usual, but it did seem like the Mafia King had something to say. "Are you?" He handed back to him.
"A little, yeah. Did you really like the casino?"
Angelo sank into the arms caging him in. He liked the casino well enough, it had Nikolai. But his personal feelings didn't matter much here, even though he knew that if he told Nikolai that he didn't like the casino, then the Mafia King would go with his opinion.
