ⵌ 🥂⌞ 𝙋𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ⌝ ʚɞ 🍰 ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

⌞ 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙩. ₊ ❄️˚๑ 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙮 𝙭 𝙜𝙣!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ⌝

♡︎ ₊˚ 🌨️

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Your hands were clasped against each other, and you stared down at the gears and screws scattered on your desk.

You weren't too sure what time it was, you were too focused on your work your boss had given you. It was most likely very late, though one of the turrets wasn't functioning properly and you were given the task of fixing it.

You heard the noise of one of the cores moving on the railings, and you had a couple of guesses on which one it could've been.

"Hello." Wheatleys familiar accent was what gave it away, and you sighed softly.

"Hey, wheatley."

"What are you doing currently?" He moved next to you, eyeing down on your work. You glanced up at him and gave a small smile.

"There seems to be a turret that hasn't been working, Mr. Johnson wanted me to fix it." You responded.

He hummed and continued moving around, observing more of your office. When you leaned back into your chair and groaned, he took notice and his facial expression changed to concern.

"Are you okay?" 

"Hm?.." You rolled your chair to face him.

"I'm.. just fine."

He looked down at the slight bags under your eyes, and his tone of voice softened slightly.

"Should i take you to your sleeping chamber?" Your eyebrows raised at that.

"No need." His eye narrowed at that reply.

Your chair spun back around, though as soon you rose your hand he spoke once more. 

"You shouldn't be overworking yourself, unhealthy if you ask me."

The two of you stayed in silence for a little while, before you finally stood up.

"Alright then."

His face lit up slightly. "Really?"

You nodded. "Mhm, come on."

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‧₊˚ 🩵 Wheatleys POV:

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Well that went according to plan.

Props to me, thank you very much.

I followed them as they exited the office and return to their room. 

"Would you like to stay?" They shifted their gaze back to me, of course i was a little puzzled.

"..I guess i could."

They nodded and gently took me off the railing and placed me onto the blanket, pulling me closer.

"Hm.." I hummed in response.

This was okay, to say the least.

At least i got Y/N agree to finally sleeping.

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