Stephen chuckled at Adrian's expression. "I didn't really expect you to cast an unforgivable on your boss and Head of the Aurors. It's all right, baby. I was just teasing."
He shifted, putting a leg on the couch, so he could pull Adrian between his legs, and kiss him again. "So, tomorrow, brunch, Mass, fucking then work. I'll promise to nap if you promise to wake me up when you get home. If you aren't tired," he added. "Especially since you have to go back the next morning." He sighed. "Your schedule is shit, in case you didn't know. You must be exhausted."
Truthfully, he cared more about Adrian's work and the possible effect on him than about Rosmerta's death. "Depends? Does it involved Death Eaters? If not, I don't really care too much... or at all."