Oscar Isaac One-shots

(Nathan Bateman X Reader) The Shirt.

Character: Nathan Bateman X Reader

Fandom: Ex Machina

Wordcount: 1249

Posted: 25/06/2024

Summary: It's Nathan's Birthday and you buy him something silly...

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Nathan had always been a pain in the ass to get gifts for. The multibillionaire could always afford to buy whatever he wanted, and he always did. No matter the occasion (One of the perks of being a rich asshole). Hell, he could basically afford to buy ten times the amount of shit that he wanted without it even making a dent in his bank account.

And he was the exact same when it came to his birthday. In the few years of being in a committed relationship with Nathan, he had never even seemed fussed about the day. He would just brush it all aside and say "It's just another day." But still- You wanted to get him gifts and spoil him on his special day as much as you could. Time and time again Nathan would tell you not to worry about it and to stop- He would tell you that you didn't need to spoil him and that it was his job to spoil you. It always earned a pout from you and you huffed and stormed off.

It always baffled you. It had baffled you around this time every single god damn year. A man who loved himself more than anyone else on the entire planet (besides you of course). A man who prided himself on being the smartest man on the earth... He didn't care about his own birthday? It confused you, why would he not care about it? It was a day that would be centered around him. (Although let's be real, everyday was about him in his mind.) But oh well- He was a strange man, a strange handsome man.

He was your handsome man... And he was your bastard. But you loved him, despite his assholery and stuff. Yeah he was undeniably an asshole, but he was your asshole. You still loved him and you wouldn't give him up for the world. He'd brought so many pleasant changes into your life, a few slightly less pleasant changes. But mostly all good changes.

Speaking of Nathan's birthday though, it had been rapidly approaching. You'd been stumped on what to get him, completely and utterly stumped. You could get him a new set of weights? No, his current weights were still in great condition. You could just give up and straight up ask (beg) him? No, he would just tell you that he wants nothing... You really couldn't figure out what to get him.

You were still completely stumped on what to buy Nathan until one lucky day while you were on a trip visiting your family back in your hometown. You were out shopping and while browsing through some shirts in a store, a particular shirt had caught your eye. Your lips immediately curved up into a wide grin as you read the text on the shirt. You grabbed it and without second guessing yourself and instantly brought the shirt.

And yeah technically the shirt was cheesy, but it was only meant to be a silly little gift. It was slightly funny though, and you hoped that Nathan would still find it somewhat amusing... hopefully. And if he didn't like it, well then you were sure that you would be able to make it up to him- In whatever way he wanted you to.

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You tug on Nathan's hand. You had snuck into his office and behind him and shouted "Happy Birthday!" as loud as you could into his ear. Catching him by surprise and making him flinch in his chair. You sang to him before coaxing him out of his office and down the hallway into the living room. "I promise. You'll love it!" You say excitedly with a shit-eating grin plastered on your face. Nathan rolls his eyes but can feel a small smirk breaking out on his face as he lets himself get tugged into the living room by you. "Baby- Unless it's you wrapped up with nothing underneath. I don't think I will." Nathan retorts.

You let out a small huff and feel your face turn red at the intimate thoughts starting to flood your mind. Dammit, why didn't you just do that? You drag Nathan over to the couch and push on his chest, pushing him down onto it. "Oh hush." You lightheartedly say before plopping yourself down onto the couch beside him. You lean across and over the armrest, grabbing a medium sized gift bag that was previously hidden away. You settle back down and shove the gift onto Nathan's lap.

"Come on. Open it." You demand as you get comfortable on the couch again. Nathan stares down at the gift bag for a moment. It's a burgundy red colored bag with a glittery silver bow glued to it. There's a matching colored burgundy tag. The writing on the tag reads. "To: Nathan. From: Your favorite girl ;)."

"What is it?" Nathan asks, pressing his lips into a thin line behind his bushy beard. He continues to stare down at the gift on his lap, like he's waiting for it to do something. "Just open it dumbass." You say, trying to hold in your laughs as you kick Nathan's foot with your own. He gives you a brief glance, his eyebrow raised puzzledly before he sticks his hand into the gift bag for a second and pulls out the gift.

The bag rests on his lap as he gazes down at the neatly folded item of clothing. "A shirt? A fucking shirt Baby?" Nathan scoffs as he unfolds the shirt. "I have plenty of shirts-" He grumbles out but stops himself mid sentence when he reads the text on the shirt.

It's a black t-shirt with a bold colored white font on it that reads out "World's best God." You can barely hold in your laughs anymore and you burst out into full on hysterics. "Do you like it?" You ask, trying to regain your composure and calm yourself back down from your amused state.

Once you've calmed down a bit, Nathan glances over at you. And you swear you can see the faintest smirk on his face, he continues to hold up the shirt in his hands for the both of you to see. "It's corny- But it put a stupid smile on your face. So yeah, I suppose I do" Nathan says, causing you to smile even more as he balls up the shirt in his hands and stuffs it back into the gift bag.

Nathan tosses the bag aside and onto the coffee table before yanking on your arm and scooping you up into his arms. He lifts you onto his lap and wraps his arms around you, holding you close to him. You straddle him and wrap your arms around his neck, staring down into his eyes. Nathan rests his hands on the small of your back, just above your ass. "Happy Birthday-" You murmur, moving a hand from around his neck and moving it to cup his bearded cheek.

"Thanks." Nathan replies and looks into your eyes. His hand reaches up and wraps around your wrist. He gently pries your hand away from his cheek before bringing it to his lips. He kisses the back of your hand a few times, never breaking away from eye contact with you. "Yknow... If you want- I can go and wrap myself up in some gift wrap." You suggest, raising an eyebrow and waiting for his response. "Oh Baby. I'd fucking love that." He smirks.

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AN: NOT TO DO W THE FIC BUT OMGG GUYS- WHILE SHOPPING TODAY I SAW A GUY WHO LOOKED KINDA LIKE NATHAN!!!!! HE HAD A SHAVED HEAD AND A BIG BEARD, GLASSES TOO AND A TANK. omg i couldn't stop staring... Anyways teehee