RVB: [OneShots]/[Stories]

Drunkly Lovable | [WashXFreelancer!Reader]

[14/October/2017]

Wash knew that you were stressed out badly and he came to check up on you before he slept repeatedly for the passed 2.5 weeks. Something about you makes him care so much about you. Maybe it was because you were caring and helpful, or that you were the shortest and the most high pitched in Freelancer but you managed to work with only Carolina, York and Maine to infiltrate one of the hardest missions in the whole history of Project Freelancer and kick almost the whole building
security's ass. You were just attractive to Wash.

But something in your life slipped and you became more triggered and anxious as days passed and Wash was worried. You wouldn't eat unless you were forced to by everyone and you wouldn't pick up small conversations like you used to. During A.l. Lessons, you either burst into cold sweat or start to breathe heavier randomly. Even though it was obvious you needed help, the councilor did not ask to speak to you and the director acted like nothing was happening. It was left for the few Freelancers to lend you a helping hand. Carolina and Connie would make sure you're wrist, arms, stomach and thigh had no cuts, North and South would ensure you eat during Breakfast, Lunch and dinner, Wyoming and Maine would make sure you were okay during missions, training or Lessons and York and Wash would make sure you were able to sleep. You could swear that they were the best people on the planet to help you this much. It carried on for 2.5 weeks and it was still going on.

York would usually check up on you when he would be getting ready to sleep, since his sleeping time at 11.00pm was closest to yours, and Wash would check up on you when he is ready to sleep at around 11.45pm to see if you're already sleeping. But this particular night was different.

Wash was drowsily walking down the Freelancer dorm's hallway, making a beeline for your room. He stepped in front of your door to only realize that the floor underneath your door was glowing. It was coming from your room. You hadn't off your lights because you either forgot or you were still awake stressing out. Wash knocked on the door for 2 minutes straight before allowing himself into your room.

There you were, putting your head on the arm you rested on the table and the other arm lifting up to hold onto a green bottle. It was beer. How did you even get it into your room? Wash than heard sobbing noises coming from you and quietly closed your door behind him and rushed over to you.

"[Y/N]? What happened?"

You lifted your head. Everything was a blur and messed up. You could not set your mind straight at something and you didn't know what you were doing. You were drunk. Very drunk. Only thing that you could recognize was that sweet, innocent, comforting voice. It was Wash.

"Hiiiiiiii waassshhhhhh!" You laughed with tears still rolling down your cheeks.

Your hair was tied in a messy bun and your eyes were red. You had bags underneath your eyes and you were blushing light red. You were a mess. A hot mess.

"[Y/N], why were you crying?" Wash asked in his cute little concerned voice, stroking your back up and down.

"I was just thinking of crrraazzyyy stufff! Like how I found out my best friend back on earth was dead, and my brother had gone missinggg! It's crazyyy I tell ya, crazzyyyy.." you bursted out crying and falling into Wash's arms, hugging him tightly.

Wash hugged back tighter, drawing continuous circles on your back with his palms to comfort you. He used his Free hand to fiddle with [Y/H/C] hair, sliding his fingers through them.

"Shhhh it's okay, Your Washy is here.." Wash comforted, using the name you nicknamed him, even though he didn't really like it.

"I know imm okaayyyyeee! I have my big strong Washyyyy to protect.. meee! I.. loveeee washhhyy so muchhh!" You giggled into his chest, still crying your last few tears out.

"As a friend.. right.?" Wash mumbled to himself, not expecting you to hear him.

"Whattt? Noo! I love him sooo much! I even thinkkk I like like like love like love lovvvvee him as sommmeething elseee!" You exclaimed drunkly as Wash blushed redder than the reddest thing you would see in your life.

"I love you too, [Y/N]. Why don't we get you some sleep so you can wake up in the morning?" Wash asked with a smile on his face, overjoyed but keeping his tone as calm as possible.

"Yessss!!" You cheered as you collapsed onto the edge bed, making Wash carry you inner so you wouldn't fall off in the middle of the night.

Wash enveloped you in your blanket and you grinned like a child. Boy you were a cutie. Wash was about to leave the room when you held his hand.

"Washhyyyyy! My mom always kissed me goodnight. Can you kiss me tonight since my mommy is not here with me?" You asked blindly as Wash started to crumble in panic.

He regained his confidence and nodded. He leaned in and kissed your temple with his soft lips.

"Goodnight, [Y/N]." Wash said as he left your room

"I loveeee you so much Washhyy!" You exclaimed tiredly and fell asleep almost immediately.

"I love you too, [Y/N]." And the door closed.
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Bonus!

You walked out of your room the next day, already suited and ready for another stressful day. You forgotten what happened but you found out one thing. There was a empty beer bottle on your table. You don't know who tucked you into bed but whoever did it was a sleeping professional. It was one of the best sleeps you ever had.

You walked into the cafeteria and grabbed your breakfast, today having yogurt and an apple, expecting to find Carolina, south and Connie sitting at the usual girls table. It wasn't really a legitimate girls table, you guessed, since it was just an extended table from the boys.

Carolina was siting in between York and North and South was sitting beside North. Connie sat beside South because they are inseparable. There was only seat left on that whole "Freelancer Table". The sit beside none other than Agent Washington. You blushed as you placed your apple on the table and sat beside Wash, planing to devour the yogurt first. ( I'm gonna be honest I actually have a weird obsession with apple yogurt, it's delicious
(・(w)・)/ )

Both of your had your helmets off to eat and it was obvious that you and Wash were blushing really, really badly. You looked down on the floor on your left and Wash looked on the table on his right. You and Wash often made eye contact and each time you did that, Wash's heart would skip a beat.

"So. Let's talk about something juicy~," you heard York's obvious grin.

"Looks like we already have a topic to pick up on," Carolina, surprisingly smirked and pointed at you and Wash.

Ohhhh god.
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(^‿^✿) Authors note:
Two oneshots in a day? I'm on a roll! This took me a full hour to write out (;(OO);) But I suddenly thought of this idea and I couldn't help myself! I also noticed that my "Please say it with me | [WashXFreelancer!Reader]" was getting so much more attention compared to my other ones ;-; But it's okay! I enjoy writing these anyways! Thank you for reading my [WashXFreelancer!Reader] Oneshot and I'll see you in the next one!