Batim X Reader Lemons And One-shots (Requests Closed)

Grant x Shawn (floof😊)

(( okay, so if you follow me, then you probably read the announcement that I made about my Dad possibly walking out on us. He left around 8:30 pm ish, and it is now 2:54 a.m. and he still isn't back. I hope that je will be back sometime soon, but Idk... My writing will probably reflect that. Anyway, sorry if that little thing there stressed you out, so I hope that this fluff will cheer you right up!)) 

((Edit: this is a request from @MissMisty1206.))

   (Grant's p.o.v.)

    *sigh*.... Where's Shawn when ya need 'im, eh? I swear, he picks the worst days to be late or sick... I hope he's alright. He hasn't been ta work in three days. Maybe I should go to check on him? No... I have to finish sorting out these stupid checks. But once I'm done that, I'm investigating.

         (Timeskip (sorry. I have NO inspiration rn...))

   "Hey, Rebecca?" ((For @SkipPlayz525, this was the girl who helped Norman come up with Ikari's design. (She's always had a "small" crush on Norman) She was also the one who Joey used to "bring Ikari to life". She was Ikari's voice actress too. Mini backstory here. Sorry.)) She turned around and looked at me. "Ya, Mr. Cohen? What can I do ya for?" I chuckled at her attempts to sound 'cool'. "First, call me Grant, seccond, have you heard from Shawn over the past three days?" She looked thoughtful for a minute. "Oh! You mean Mr. Flynn! Yeah. He's been really sick. He has a reeeeeeeaaaallly bad cold. I've been over there every day after work, taking care of him! If you want, I can bring you with me tonight!" (Ikari isn't quite as optimistic (or nieve) as Rebecca was, but (when she needs to be,) Ikari CAN be quite nice.)

  I smiled at her and put my hand on her shoulder, which she seamed to want to flinch away from. "That would be great, thanks" The longer my hand was on her shoulder, the more antsy she seemed to get. Her smile started to falter. "U-uh, Mr. Cohen, could you p-please remove your h-hand from my s-shoulder?" Her voice was shaky. "Rebecca, are you okay?" She pushed my hand off her shoulder and nodded. "Y-yea... I-I'm fine, thanks... So, see ya after work then, Mr. Cohen?" I nodded. Then her regular warm smile returned, and she said; "Okay! See ya then!" And ran off, leaving me slightly confused.

     I followed her over to the music department, and towards the projection booth. Being as I was done my work for the day, I was free to roam the studio like a ink demon thats looking for someone. Those where Drew's litteral words... Kinda weird, but okay. Then I bumped into a worker outside of Sammy's office that I had never met before, Named 'Samantha Rivers'. I tapped her shoulder. When she turned around, She looked up at me with a pair of unusually coloured eyes. They were a periwinkle purple. "Oh! S-sorry... I didn't see you there..." I noticed Sammy standing in the door frame to his office. "Hey." She looked over at him, amd seemed to... Blush?

((Okay, before I get to the next paragraph, The Sammy x Norman ship Isnt a thing. Insted it's Rebecca x Norman, and Sally x Sammy.)

   "Hey! Umm, Are you 'Sammy Lawrence'?" He jestured towards the sign "nah. I'm Joey Drew." She looked down at her shoes. "Okay, that was rude, Sammy. I'm sorry..." "Samantha. C-call me Sally, though please" "Ah okay. Well, Sammy Isn't usually this rude." He looked annoyed at me.  "Are you two done? Cuz I have to Interview her to make sure that she's right for the job. "Well, she defiantly has the heart that you lack." Sammy looked ready to kill me. "I have a heart. If i didn't, I wouldn't be standing here right now, Cohen." I rolled my eyes. "You know I ment metaphorical." He growled at me and lunged, holding me up by my throughout. "You wanna say that again, Cohen?" His dirty blonde hair was in front of his piercing icy gray eyes.

  Thats when I heard a Voice that I havn't heard in days. "Mr. Lawrence?! W-what are ye doin'?!" My vision was starting to cloud, and my hearing was fuzzy, but I could still tell who it was talking. "S-shawn...?" Then all I saw was black. But I could still faintly hear everything That was being said. "Sammy, what th' fook?!" The voice seemed scratchy, but loud. Like the person was trying to yell, but couldn't quite pull it off. I felt a set of footsteps rush towards me. I assumed it was Sally. 

   I felt something tapping my face frantically. "Grant! Wake up!" It was Shawn. I felt hands on my chest. Then under my arms. "One, two" they grunted with effort. I AM INSULATED! wait, I'm not really thay fat, am I? Maybe I should work out more often... 

Before I knew it, I was placed down onto one of the cots in the infirmary. I felt a cold cloth put on my forehead, neck, and at some point, my shirt had been taken off of me, and a warm cloth was put on my chest. I opened my eyes to see Shawn half asleep in the chair beside my cot. How late is it, anyway? I think, being what Rebecca told me earlier, I should just go back to sleep, and let him sleep too.

   (Timeskip. (I know... I could write a dreamscape, but I don't feal like Bill-ing right now. (If you didn't get that reference, you're not a Gravity Falls fan.)))

"Grant?" Someone was shakimg me awake. "Go away, I'm dead." I heard whomever it was waking me up, chuckle. "Wake oop, slepy hed~" I sighes as I realized who It was. "Shawn, do you gotta be so damd cute?" He giggled. "I dont know, why do you have to have a seamingly uncontrollable sense of danger that almost always winds you oop in the hospital?" I sighed at his right-ness. Is that a word? Eh. I dont care. I'm fuckin tired. ((#Relatable))

  He leaned down and kissed me on the check. "I love you, Grant. Dant evar be doin stupid shit while I'm not here, okay? Please?" I nodded. "Thank ye." I hugged him.

((Okay. I hope this is good. I am tired, but so fucking stressed out that I cant fucking sleep, due to my fucking dad walking out on us. Anyway, I have a lemon to write for @ SkipPlayz525 . so I need to get to that. Wolfkit, out (for now )))