Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Our Fight

It was pouring of rain outside, thunder boomed outside the walls, but that didn't block out the sound of me and Wrench arguing.

"You're supposed to take my side, not that dipshit who just strolled his way into DedSec" Wrench shouts at me, pacing around his garage.

"I am taking your side, just Ray's idea is better. Junior can be turned into an EMP, it gets the job done" I sigh, trying to keep my patience with him.

"We built him together! Doesn't that mean anything to you?" He hollers, kicking over a trash can that was in his way.

"Of course he does! What the hell is wrong with you, our mission is so much more important than some stupid robot!" I shout back to him, my anger growing hotter and hotter.

"Stupid robot? Wow that hurt" He says, before going quiet. Suddenly he grabs his sledgehammer and breaks a nearby toaster.

"Hey, hey would you just shut up!" I shout over the noise of the metal being smashed.

"Yeah, well would you just fuck off!" Wrench screams at me. My eyes widen, he's never said anything like that to me before that wasn't joking.

Tears fill my eyes as I look away and stare at the floor. Don't cry. Don't cry.

"Shit. Y/N I'm sorry, that didn't mean to come out" He gently says, dropping his hammer and walking over to me.

I take a few steps back, angrier than I've ever been before. "One more step and I will punch you in your pathetic mask" I snarl.

Wrench's temper rises again, this is the worst argument we've ever had. "I have a right to be angry!" He shouts, and I laugh and shake from my emotions taking the better of me.

"I won't forget this" I tell him quietly, tears full on streaming down my face as I walk past him to the door, opening it just as thunder booms in the night sky.

"Y/N, please don't go! I'm sorry, I fucked up, I can't do this without you-" Wrench cries as I leave.

Freezing rain immediately soaks me, but I'm not going back. Wrench takes a step into the rain so I do the only thing I feel like doing, I run.

My breath pants by time I make it back to my apartment, and as soon as I close the door I drop onto the floor and sob.

My phone pings one message after another, Wrench's number dials my phone.

I scream and throw it at the wall.

---A Few Hours Later, around 1AM--

I wake to someone knocking at my door, I drag myself off of the sofa, knocking over the empty wine bottle as I swing open the door.

There stands Wrench, drenched and breathing shakily. I've run out of tears and even though I'm still angry, I can't bear to see him wet and miserable.

I let him in and he takes off his mask, he's done it before so it doesn't surprise me. He looks at the bottle and me. The rain still hits the window.

"Y/N," He says, voice cracking on my name, "I am so fucking sorry, I promise I will never be that asshole again, just please don't shut me out. Please-" He cries, tears stream down his face.

My eyes water at the sight, before I say "I'm sorry too, I can't lose you over this".

We both move at the same time, enveloping each other into a tight hug, my head crushed against his chest and his head buries into my neck. We stay like that for a long time.