One shots of the ipliers and the septiceyes

Dr. Schneep x reader (Over-worked)

A/N Here's another one for you, you beautiful hoodie people of the land of night.

Your PoV
I have been up for hours now. Herick ,my boyfriend, has been working three (3) day nonstop. I haven't seen him for a week. He would come back really late, like one (1) or two (2) in the morning, sleep on the sofa for maybe two hours then leave again. But recently, he hasn't even come home. Maybe he isn't interested in me anymore. Maybe he is cheating on me with someone from the hospital he works at.
(Y/N) stop it. He loves you. He wouldn't of moved on with you if he didn't. I'm sure he's just too overworked. Maybe I should pay him a visit? Maybe then he would come home and sleep. He's a doctor, he should know no sleep is unhealthy.

Herick's PoV
I've been sleeping at my desk for three days now. I know it's not healthy, but I have been overloaded on work. So many patients, so much paperwork. I feel like I'm drowning in paper. My poor girlfriend (Y/N) must be worried sick. Another patient I just want to help. But I can't, I'm about to sleep. Must.......work. Must.......help. Don't..................sle—

Your PoV
I am on my way to visit Herick. I feel bad for him. I pull up outside of the hospital. As soon as the receptionist sees me, she stands up. She comes outside and greets me. Her name is Rebecca. She tells me that Herick has been overwhelming himself with work and that he has been sleeping at his desk. She leads me inside the building and towards Herick's office. I've never been in this hospital before. It's quite nice actually. She knocks on the door. No response. She knocks again, still no response. She tries the doorknob. It's unlocked. She smiles at me and walks back to her desk.
I twist the doorknob and open the door. Herick is laying on his desk. Fast asleep. I quietly walk over to his desk. Being careful to not make any noise. He still has doctors mask over his mouth. Quietly snoring. I kiss his nose gently and he scrunches his nose, he slowly opens his tired eyes to meet my sympathetic ones. "(Y-Y/N)?" he whispers hoarsely. "Hey baby, come on let's get you home."
~Le time skipè~
When me and Herick got home. He went and sat on the couch while I went upstairs to get some blankets and pillows. If he was going to sleep on the couch, I would at least sleep with him. When I walk downstairs with all the blankets and pillows. I hear slight snores from the sofa, and wrap my arms around his waist. I put a pillow (or two) under our heads and cover us in a blanket. I mindlessly run my fingers through his tangled hair. Slipping into a content happy sleep, for now at least.