Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- FBI Troubles

"I'm going to fucking destroy them" I growl to Sitara whilst we both sit and watch the cameras, watching Marcus steal back Wrench's mask.

"That would just make the target on our backs bigger" Josh says calmly from across the table.

I hate that he's right. "Aight guys, I got the mask, I'm now going to see Wrench" Marcus tells us after the successful mission.

I let out a shaky breath, tears pool in my eyes, "Fuck" I whisper, blinking away the stupid water droplets.

"Hey, talk to me" Sitara coos, the counsellor of the group.

"I'm just so pissed, the FBI should have never taken Wrench like that, I should have gone in there with Marcus, and I know Wrench is not going to cope well from this!" I cry.

"Yeah, them assholes will get what's coming to them, Marcus is the best out of all of us in the field, and yeah, you're right, Wrench isn't going to get over this.  That's why he needs you." Sitara comforts me.

"Me? Trust me Marcus is the one who Wrench will talk to" I say to her.

"Yeah, he'll talk to Marcus, but Wrench trusts you, he'll need you more than anyone else, you're his diamond in the rough" Sitara jokes.

I take another breath, before getting up and going to see Wrench.

---An hour later, at Wrench's garage---

"Hello?" I call into the garage. Heavy metal blasts loudly and all I can hear is smashing and grunts.

I walk in to see Wrench destroying toasters, robots and even old computers with his beloved sledgehammer.
He begins to go for his own laptop.

"Hey, hey hey!" I call out to him, grabbing his arm before he can attack it.

"Get the fuck off of me!" He shouts, I immediately drop his arm. Wrench stands still for a few moments, panting, before shouting "FUCK!" and throwing his hammer across the garage.

"I'm sorry about what happened today" I mumble, staring at his back.

I don't get a response, but then I hear a masculine sniffle.

Shit, he's crying.

I slowly walk over to him, gently wrapping my arms around his middle, leaning my head against his back. He slowly kneels down and I go with him, pulling him to my chest.

The sniffles turn to silent sobs and tears fall from my eyes. I'm going to fucking kill them.

"Shhh, it's okay, you're okay now, I've got you" I murmur to him. His mask spikes dig into my chest, but it's the least of my worries.

We stay like that for a few minutes, before Wrench's hand comes up to his face and hesitantly takes off his mask, placing it down beside us and nestling his face into my neck.

Hot tears coat my cheeks, I know how important this moment is.

"You don't have to do or say anything, but I want you to know that I'm here for you" I whisper.

I feel a faint kiss on my neck, just a whisper or affection that means so much more.

I hug him tighter to me, and stoke his back as his crying begins again.

"Wrench" I whisper, not knowing why I said his name.

"It's Reggie" a non robotic voice says from below me.

I smile a little, "That's a hot name" I try to lighten the mood.

"My full name is Reginald" He says.

"Ouch, your parents didn't hold back, did they?" I joke.

Wrench, or Reggie, gives a small laugh, before breaking my arm cage and leaning back, I see his whole face.

His whole mega hot face. Damn this man could be a model. 

I smile at him, and try to convey all my feelings. I think he gets it as he gives me a smile back. My heart flutters.

"Let me go make you a cup of tea, then I'll order some pizza and you can snuggle in a duvet Fort" I say to him.

"Will you do that with me?" He hesitantly asks, sounding slightly scared for my response.

"Of course" I say to him, nodding.

Once the tea is made and the cheese pizza arrives, we eat and drink wrapped in his duvet whilst watching a movie. He slowly falls asleep on my chest without his mask on, his arms wrapped tightly around my middle.

I brush his hair out of his face and kiss his forehead, before texting Sitara:

I think he's gonna be alright.