Malcolm Bright

Will looks at the time- and then hates that he did. Because he's actually going to be a little late for his shift. He didn't think this had taken up that much time.

"Just us," he agrees, pulling back enough to squeeze Malcolm's hands in his own. It's intended to allow him to separate, but it ends up merely resulting in another kiss.

He finally breaks away with a groan and tells Malcolm. "I should go. Don't want to leave the whole thing up to Steve. I'll be back at five. On the dot. Maybe a couple minutes early."

It's unsurprising when the rest of the day seems to take forever. But the dogs at the kennel seem to pick up on his enthusiasm, and he's able to run the giddy energy out on Deck with them.