Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Glued To The Guitar

I walk into Wrench's garage as usual, since we're working on a project together plus we're dating, I  tilt my head as I hear rock music playing. It isn't anything new since we usually put on our favourite songs as we work, luckily we both have the same music taste.

But as I actually step in, I pause as my eyes widen, as I watch as Wrench plays an electric guitar, it balances on his knee as he sits on his chair, no mask on but his eyes are closed.

I take a step further inside quietly as I stare.

His head bobs to the song, and I recognise it instantly. My legs go weak as a small smile tilts his lips up at the main part, his fingers deftly move along the neck of the guitar, and my lips part as I try to control my breathing.

Fuck, he's hot. No wonder his fingers work like magic since he hacks and plays the guitar. I blush at the dirty thought.

The song ends and I realise I'm still stood frozen, probably looking like a weird stalker, when his head suddenly pops up like a meerkat and his eyes find mine instantly.

"Enjoy the show sweetheart?" Wrench smirks, as I struggle for words.

I smile back and walk up to him, standing in front of him and dropping my bag as he puts his guitar to the side.

Wrench opens his arms and I get on his lap, straddling him as he wraps his arms around me and kissing my neck, mumbling "Don't tell anyone what you just saw or I'll join a band and run away so you'll never see me again."

I let out a small laugh and nod, "Okay, I'll keep it a secret, but only so I can have all the private shows."

Wrench's mouth moves from my neck and up my jaw before he finally kisses my lips.

"I'll give you all the shows you want, as long you look at me like that." He murmurs between the kiss.

I lean back as his arms hold me in place, I raise an eyebrow in question. "Like what?"

"Like I'm the only person in the world." Wrench smiles, showing his soft side.

I bring my hand up and flick his nose, "You're the only one worth looking at Rockstar"

He laughs as I lean my forehead to his. "Shit, I think I might be falling for you." He says, which makes my heart flutter.

"Good, because we've been dating for like 3 months now" I say, giving him a look.

"Well yeah, but everyday I learn something new about you, like yesterday I found out you have a soft spot for raccoons, and now I know you get turned on when I play guitar, who knows what tomorrow will bring" He shrugs, standing up as I hook my legs around his waist, he carries me to his desk and sets me on it.

"Well raccoons are cute becuase they look like they forgot to take their makeup off, and guitarists are hot, you have the whole emo vibe going on." I laugh, swinging my legs as Wrench begins typing on his laptop.

"Emo?" He asks, turning his head to look at me.

I smirk and wave at his body, "Yeah, the whole ripped jeans and leather jacket vibe, plus you can't tell me you don't play My Chemical Romance on that guitar of yours"

Wrench's silence comforms my suspicions and I laugh, "Yeah, emo, however I'm very much into it"

He shakes his head as he continues on his laptop, muttering "What am I gonna do with you?"