Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- New Tattoo

"Don't forget I've got that thing today at one" I call to Wrench from across his garage, heavy metal music blasts through the speakers as Wrench tinkers with a car. 

"Yeah sure, did you want to me to take you to it?" Wrench hollers back, his head peaking up from behind an engine. 

"No, no, it's okay, I'm happy to make my own way" I shout back, a rushed tone to my voice. 

Wrench looks at me for a second, his head tilting suspiciously, before he shrugs and continues his work. 

I secretly smile and duck my head down before he can notice. 

---3 Hours Later--

I smile to myself, so happy with my new tattoo, it's only a small one on my forearm, but it looks cute and I know Wrench is gonna freak. 

I knock 3 times on the garage door, our secret code so he knows its me, before walking into the dim garage, the light must be going wrong. 

"Hey" I smile to Wrench who comes waltzing over to me, the scent of petrol and cigarette smoke fills my nostrils as he takes his mask off.

"Hey to yourself" He says before enveloping me into a hug, I rest my head against his chest. 

"I have a surprise for you" I mumble, a grin forming. 

Wrench stiffens and leans back, his arms hold me at a distance , "Is it a sexy times thing?" He asks with a low tone. 

I grin even wider, "Close your eyes" I tell him. 

"If this is a sexy times thing, I'd rather have a shower first" He mumbles before closing his eyes. 

"On three, open your eyes" I say. 

I take off my leather jacket, so my top displays my arm, and I hold it out and count to three...

"Three!" I cheer.

Wrench opens his eyes, they immediately narrow and gaze from my feet to my head, before travelling back down and sticking on my arm, his eyes go from a squint to a owl wide look.

"Like it? Not that I'm asking for your validation or anything" I laugh, the statement 85% true.

"You got a tattoo of a wrench?" He whispers, I nod, nervously biting my lip. 

"I FUCKING LOVE IT Y/N!" Wrench shouts, a smile on his face as he picks me up and spins me around. 

"Ah mind the arm!" I laugh and wince. 

"Shit, sorry" Wrench laughs back, putting me down. 

"Why'd you get it?" He asks, walking to the fridge and pulling out a beer and a cola. 

"Because I wanted something to represent you, and plus it looks kinda cute" I nervously mumble, taking the cola from his hand. 

"It's definitely cute, and sexy" He winks, I laugh and sit on the sofa where Wrench pulls me in for a hug. 

"Now I need to get something for you" Wrench tells me, I 'hmm' and nod.