Sleepless and Stuborn part 1

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Wally was in his office, typing on his computer as his eyes started to droop, but he was unwilling to stop working. He finally looks up only to see-

"What are you doing in my office?" He asks, irritation heavy in his voice.

Y/n holds up a fresh cup of coffee with a small smile. "You seem like you need this," she says as she places the mug on his desk, making his eyes widen slightly. "Sorry it took so long though, someone had broken the coffee machine and I had to take the time to fix it," she says with a light laugh.

"You're a lifesaver, you know that?" He says with a light chuckle in response, gratefully picking up the mug and holding it, just enjoying its warmth.

Y/n smiles back at him, "damn right I am, just a heads up I made sure all your reports were properly filed for you, and I did all my checks of the labs and the reports that go with them".

He leans back in his chair, a look of relief washing over his face, "You're amazing..." He sighs.

She winked at him, "I know - you don't have any meetings today by the way, so you SHOULD be able to take it easy today. If something comes up, I'll handle it."

"You've done enough for today. You should go home and try to get some rest," He says, looking back at his computer with an annoyed expression.

She looked at him with a dead pan expression and walked up to his desk, with her arms crossed. "Well, look at the pot calling the kettle black! When was the last time you slept? Do you even remember?" She said in a strict voice, but also aware that her eyes are betraying her worry for him.

He looked up, initially shocked and annoyed that she'd dare speak to him like that, before seeing the look in her eyes. He chuckles as he says, "you know, if it were anyone else talking to me like that, I'd toss them into the grinder..." He smiles faintly, a tired look on his face. "You know me too well..." He runs his hand over his face, "You're too good to me with all the shit I put you through."

Her face immediately softens as her voice takes on a gentler tone, "no, I'm as good as you deserve..." she sighs, "you need some sleep Mr.Darling, this is what you hired me for after all." She walks over to the door but pauses in the doorway. Looking back, she says, "Get some rest, okay? You need it" before leaving and closing the door.

Wally sighs heavily and leans back, rubbing his temples for a minute before looking at the clock in the wall. "I can work for a few more minutes." As he tried to open a document on his computer, a sharp beep sounds off, making him jump slightly. He watches, more amused than annoyed as his computer locks him out, and a light blue box appears on his monitor, with the message "GO TO SLEEP! >:(" displayed clearly inside. He laughs quietly to himself as he realizes that Y/N had locked him out of his own computer

He chuckles again, leaning back into his chair, closing his eyes, and listening to the gentle hum of the computer for a moment. "Maybe just for a few minutes," He thinks as he falls asleep.

After a few hours, just before closing, Y/N finished doing her rounds of the factory, making sure everything is shut down for the night, doors are locked, waste disposed of, and workers all in their dorms or gone.

"Fucking finally..." she grumbles to herself as she rubs her eyes with heels of her palms, finally getting back to her office. She looks at the clock on her desk, displaying a crisp 10pm and wonders if Wally actually listened to her for once. She exits her office quietly creeping up to his office, and peeks in to see him soundly asleep with his head on his desk.

She can see the rise and fall of his back as he breathes quietly, a peaceful look on his usually stern face. She chuckles softly, quietly creeping closer. She smiles gently before grabbing a pillow and blanket from a cabinet, laying them on his couch before gently leaning him back in his chair so she can move him to the couch without waking him up. She's done this many times before and learned the hard way to not try to carry or pick him up.

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