Emma Watson Oneshots/Imagines

Statistics

Emma was doing a conference speech and needed to have different charts and statistics to go along with it. When Emma was going through last minute edits and speeches late at night, (Y/n) came out of their shared bedroom to find her sitting in her usual spot at the kitchen table on her computer. Her usual spot was closest to where their son's highchair was placed. 

"Why are you up so late? Michael's already asleep you know." (Y/n) asked, Emma turning to face him after hearing his voice behind her. "I'm just doing last minute edits on my speech." She answered. (Y/n) nodded before walking off back into the bedroom. She continued to read over her work before getting to the stats. 

When she got to the stats part, she looked it over, before doubting her work. Luckily, she had the perfect person who could help her, her husband (Y/n). He was a businessman, so he knew all about pie charts and graphs, just the help she needed. "(Y/n)!" She called quietly, trying not to wake up their son, and hoping (Y/n) wasn't asleep just yet. He walked out of the bedroom in his pajamas. "Yeah?" He asked, walking over to where she was. "Can you help me?" She asked him. He looked at her confused since she had never really needed his help before unless it was with Michael. "With what?" He questioned. "I don't know if these are correct. Can you help me make sure they're all correct? You're good at this kind of stuff." (Y/n) smiled at the question, he had secretly always wanted to be able to help Emma with something important like this. "Sure, I can help. What are you confused with Em?" And the two started their work. 

(Y/n) took the chair next to her, and they put the computer in the middle of the two. They spent about an hour looking over her work and calculation she had done to make the graphs and charts, and (Y/n) helped her with any mistakes she made and helped her be able to explain how she made the graphs and charts if anyone ever asked. After he explained and went over everything with her, the two saved her work and closed the computer softly. "You should be fine now Em." (Y/n) told her, yawning as he did so. 

She hugged him, before whispering a thank you. The couple got up and went to bed for the night, Emma snuggled into (Y/n) all night as she slept. When she woke up, she got ready for her conference, much more confident about her statistics and evidence, all thanks to (Y/n). Her presentation went amazingly, and everyone loved her use of charts and graphs and how accurate they were.