Complicated. (Julian Assange x Reader)

Ten years ago...

You were sitting at an airport, you were currently sat at an airport in Stockholm, (you were thirteenth at the time) you went with your brother and Štrba, but they have seemed to wander off somewhere. You were about to release a massive worm that would crash major computers of major corporations and would probably loose their data, you got your inspiration from the worm created by the man named Julian Assange, WANK, but WANK had quite a lot of problems with it... Your one was called BOOM and you and Jim designed the whole thing by yourselves, and there was no way NASA's NEWT could destroy it like it destroyed WANK, no way.

You soon noticed a peculiar looking man with platinum white hair and a rather curious expression on his face. sitting at a table next to you, then you realized that it wasn't just any man, it was THE Julian Assange. You were dying inside but kept a straight face since you had been trained to not show any emotions, the moment you noticed he was staring at you and your computer he cleared his throat and said, "what on earth are you doing?" Then he realized that you knew who he was, after all, you were wearing a shirt with You've been WANKed and said "mind if I take a look at its skeleton?" All you managed to stutter out was "um..." But he didn't even wait for your reply, he just sat down next to you and took a look. You could see the jealousy on his face growing bigger and bigger, then after scanning the whole thing with his eyes, he said "its probably not gonna work anyway" he said in his thic Australian accent. Then you said with a smirk on your face "wanna bet then?" your smirk growing bigger and bigger,
"what do you want to bet?"
"How about, if it works, then the next time I see you, cause sure I will, you have to give me a kiss?"
"And what if you lose?"
"Then you can do anything you want to me"
"seems fair" he said nodding to himself, he thought he won't ever see the girl anyway, and how old was she even, twelve why the fuck was she asking a man that's almost thirty for a kiss? He thought to himself, so it wasn't fair really, but you were sure you will win, then he had to leave for his flight. In the end, you won tough, BOOM worked.

But you never got the kiss he promised you...

There you go my lovely potatoes, sorry it's so short, I know. See ya later.

-Julia