Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Exes and Oops

You're angrier than you've ever been in your life, a mix of rage and heartbreak as you key your ex-boyfriend's car, leaving a huge scratch on the side of the expensive vehicle as you make your way to the hackerspace.

"Hey Y/N, how's it goi-" Marcus happily asks but you storm past him and slide at your desk, slumping onto the chair with more force than necessary.

"Not now" You mumble as he comes over to you, with your harsh tone he backs away, holding his hands up in a surrender.

Your fingers dance across the keyboard of your computer in a ferocious battle as you hack the shit out of your ex's social media.

Only a few hours ago, you came home to see him planted inside another female, on the kitchen counter where you usually baked. He immediately pulled his pants up and dropped the girl, but you'd seen more than enough to know the bastard was cheating on you.

You currently look through all his messages to find how long he's been cheating, letting out a growl as you find out it's been a while.

You're too mad to cry, so you take out your anger the best way you know, by hacking and planting viruses.

"What's gotten into her?" Wrench asks as he comes down the stairs, but Marcus shrugs and looks over to you hesitantly.

You don't respond to their chatter, instead you set up a very annoying virus on your ex's social media, so everytime he tries to log on it posts on his page, stating what he's done.

Next you deicde to hit him where it hurts, his bank account. This one's a little tougher to get into.

"Hey sweetheart, I don't think you should do that" Wrench mumbles from next to you, crouching next to your chair as he watches you work.

"Fuck off" You angrily say, too immersed in your anger to care.

"Okay first of all, ouch, second of all, I really think you need to stop" He says in a stern voice.

You just continue. Aha, you're in, looking through his account you see he's got way too much money. You knew he was a rich asshole, how did you even fall for his charm?

"Alright, please don't punch me" Wrench hesitantly says as he ducks under your desk, before you can hack further he pulls the cables out, shutting down all power.

"What. The. Fuck!" You angrily shout, throwing your hands up.

Wrench grabs your wheeled chair and pulls it towards him, both of his hands are either side of your thighs as you breathe heavily.

"Look, I can let you fuck up his shit which he probably deserves, but you'll feel shitty about it later, and I don't want that for you, you feel bad enough right now"

His words ring true and tears fill your eyes as you nod, knowing he's right. Hjs hand comes up and wipes your tears away, his thumb softly keeps brushing your cheeks, comforting you.

"I'm just so-" You begin, but your voice cracks before you can finish.

"I know sweetheart" Wrench coos as he wraps his arms around you, bringing you in for a hug as you nestle your face into his neck. You both stay like that for a few minutes before he pulls away, spotting the others eyeing you both up from across the room.

"Thank you" You mumble, before sighing and wiping your face with your hand.

Wrench nods at you, before getting up and storming across the room, heading up the stairs.

Marcus jogs to catch up with him, stopping him at the top of the stairs when you're out of range.

"Hey man, where you off too?" Marcus asks looking a little worried.

"He hurt my favourite girl, I'm gonna make him pay" Wrench growls, pressing the code of the door.

Marcus nods, "Alright, I'll come supervise to make sure you don't kill the dude".

Meanwhile, Sitara and you both talk it out downstairs, as she asks why Wrench was so concerned, for once you don't have an answer.