Inside Job (Reagan Ridley x Male reader)

Unpresidented Pt. 2

"Oh you are so funny, I could just assassinate you. No, really, I could do it. My finger's hovering over the button. Oh, oh, I'm about to press-- Oop, I'm about to press --Oop, We have fun Oprah. Kiss, kiss, Bye!" J.R said as he was talking on the phone. He noticed Regan walking into the room.

"Ah, There she is. Reagan Ridley, Child prodigy, Top of MIT at age 13, I don't need to look at your eye bags to know you've been working hard." He said as Regan sat down in front of him. Her dark eye bags clearly visible.

"Thank you sir, and I am prepared for them to get deeper." She said with confidence.

"Ever since your dad had his meltdown, and you took over his duties, Productivity is up and team morale has skyrocketed." J.R said in a enthusiastic voice.

"Thank your sir." Regan said.

"Let me finish, into the toilet. Look at your HR complaints, "Difficult", "Doesn't make eye contact." "Says 'suck my dick' a lot for a woman." J.R said as he pulled out a file. Regans eyes widened in a panic.

"I make eye contact, I make tons of eye contact!" She said as she looked at J.R in his eyes. To J.R however, it looked like she was giving him a anime death stare.

"Jesus, Never do that again, Wow!" J.R said in a panic.

"Look, I know you care about your work. But your intensity freaks people out." He said trying at sound as sincere and sympathetic as possible.

Flashback

Reagan breaks in a door with a yellow machine that she's controlling.

"EVERYONE REMEMBER TO DO TIME CARDS!!" She screamed as she picked up a terrified Glen and Y/N. Both of who were hugging to each other for dear life.

"TIME CARDS!!!" Regan screamed.

Flashback end

"J.R, am I still getting promoted? I've worked my whole life for this job. I skipped grades and showers. I had to miss two wedding anniversaries. I had to ride my husband just to stay awake. To prove that despite my dad's legacy, I can run the shit out of this office." Reagan explained to J.R.

"Sure, you are so smart, But your people skills, Woof! That's why I brought in someone to co-lead the team. By the way, what did Y/N do for the anniversaries you missed?" J.R asked.

Three years ago.

Sicily

"Gotta say, thank you for inviting me on this trip! It's not every day I get to travel to Sicily." Glenn said as he sat across from Y/N. Both of who were at an Italian restaurant. Reagan was busy with work and Y/N had already gotten tickets for a flight to Sicily. Booked a room at the B&B White for four days.

"No problem. Also, do you get the feeling we're being stared at?" Y/N asked as many confused faces looked at the two.

"I get that feeling all the time." Glenn said as he drank water. The two were having dinner at Torre Vecchia Ristorante.

Although Y/N was looking forward to going to Sicily with Reagan, he still had fun with Glenn. The two went on a snorkeling tour, took a cooking class, went to a opera, explored the city, played Scene It, in the room, visited a few historical sights, visited a museum, and went to a beach.

End of flashback.

"Excuse me? Co-Lead?" Reagan asked in disbelief and complete shock.

"Brett! You can take that silly thing off now that we microchipped you." J.R said as security brought in a man with a black bag over his head. A security guard removed the bag and showed a man with a happy smile on his face. He held out his hand.

"Brett Hand, thrilled to be serving whoever gives me approval!" He said with enthusiasm.

"What the hell, J.R?" Reagan asked in disbelief.

"Congratulations, Reagan. You're still getting your promotion. And so is he. Also, please have your husband give Brett the tour. I'd feel much better having someone a little more...outgoing, showing Brett around." J.R said

I'm sorry it's short.