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[arranged marriage] onceler x reader

It's been about a month since you've settled in your new home along with your arranged husband, The Onceler. You were very much aware of the fact that the only reason you were in this situation was because of your parent's connections with his family that they've had discussions of arranging a marriage for the both of you for the longest of time, even though his presence alone gave you a headache. It was a Tuesday night and you were mindlessly reading a book out of boredom in the cold and empty mansion you lived in, trying to kill some time before having to interact with your husband once he's done with his meetings, and of course, you heard the door creak open. You already knew who it was right away so you didn't bother to turn your gaze away from the book you were reading, even though it really wasn't that interesting. He takes off his green coat to leave it by the hanger and unties his black shoes loose, along with taking off his ridiculously large top hat. "Move over" He scoffs at your presence. You glance up and move aside to make space for him as he sits next to you and takes out a cigar from his pocket. You try your best to ignore the awful fumes he is producing but to no use, as he continuously exhales the smoke which was starting to get insufferable to breathe in. You furrow your eyebrows "Could you take it elsewhere?" He stares at you with an expressionless look on his face as he continues to smoke in spite of you. "No". "If we're going to be married, could you at least do the courtesy of being a decent human being?" You ask, getting annoyed with his attitude. "Oh I'm sorry, do you think I want to have you as a spouse bossing me around in what I can and cannot do?" He continues smoking as the fumes constantly blow onto your face. At this point, you were fed up and stood up from your seat as you went upstairs to your room without saying a word. He watches you leave with a slight shrug as he continues to smoke by himself as he begins to ponder his thoughts. You sit and lay down on your bed staring at the ceiling in frustration of your current situation, knowing you had little to no say in what you wanted as you eventually close your eyes.

Hours pass and you feel yourself tossing and turning in bed. You read the clock being past 3 AM as you groan and sit up from your bed as your feet touch the cold floor, in hopes that a change of atmosphere for a bit would have your mind refreshed. You walk over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water as you pass by The Once-ler's office on your way to your room. The lights were on meaning he was awake, however, you don't think much of it as you continue to walk back to your room anyway until you hear "Y/N? What are you doing?" You sigh. "I can't sleep" He gestures for you to come closer as you walk into his office. "Can't sleep you say..why's that?" He leans back into his chair with his arms over his head looking at you with a slight smirk. "I'm not sure..I guess my mind has just been very foggy recently. Anyway I should be asking, why are you up?" His smirk fades as he groans at the sight of the papers on his desk. "Work. Lots of paperwork and reports that need to be finished." You take a look at the stacks of paper piled up on his desk and feel a little bit of pity for him as it looked awfully draining. "Do you..want some help or..?" You ask with a hint of hesitance in your voice. His eyes light up in surprise that you'd even offer any sort of help to him. "Oh uh..actually sure you could work on this." He hands you a stack of papers as he gestures for you to take a seat next to him. "Sort it by date." He says going through his pile of papers." You nod and take a seat as you begin to go through the papers one by one and sort each file by date as asked. The tension between you two felt awkward as you both don't know much about each other other than the fact you live together based on an agreement that meant nothing to either of you. "I apologize about earlier." He breaks the silence, not averting his gaze from the papers. Your eyes widen at the fact that he'd even own up to his actions. "It's alright" You mutter out as you keep sorting the files. "Neither of us want to be in this situation, I probably shouldn't make it worse" He chuckles. You slightly smile and nod. "Yeah, I'm glad you realized that"

"Why's it you can't sleep hm? Hopefully I'm not the factor to that" He asks with amusement in his voice. "Being honest here, you kind of are. It's not exactly the greatest thing in the world to be married to a self-centred capitalist against my will." He bursts into laughter at your remark. "Oh Y/N you're hilarious, I mean really, you're spot on for the most part but you know I have nothing against you right?" "Then why are you so..I don't know..cold" His smile fades as he nods. "I don't mean to be, it's just that I have a lot on my mind and well this marriage isn't exactly ideal for me either..I apologize if I take it out on you." Your expression softens as you realize he's being genuine, no sarcasm on his face. "It's okay" You mutter as you look down at the papers in your hands. "How's the papers going so far?" Once-ler sighs. You flip through the finished stack of papers in your hand as you count the ones you've finished sorting as you realize you're nowhere near done. "Uh..good" He nods knowing you weren't telling the truth as he was able to read your expression that you seemed to be getting tired. The both of you continue to sort through the papers in his office until around a full hour passes and you begin to feel your eyes getting heavy. You unconsciously drop the papers at hand on your lap and close your eyes as you feel your head lean onto the Onceler's shoulder. He flinches in his seat at the sudden physical contact and grows a slight smile on his face at the sight of your sleeping figure. He brushes your hair away from your face with his gloved hand as he lightly kisses your forehead. He drops the papers in his hands and joins you as he feels his eyes getting heavy and eventually falls into a deep sleep as his head leans onto yours.