Cave Johnson One-Shots(16+)

Just Business - Cave x Wheatley (smut)

It was early in the morning at Aperture Science, and no one had the energy to do anything. One of the main scientists, Dr. Wheatley walked into the breakroom, hoping for a cup of coffee. He grabbed the closest mug, not caring if it was clean or not and instinctively started to pour out some coffee as his eyes started to fall back asleep. As Wheatley jolted back awake, he looked to his cup to check if he spilled his coffee, but all he had poured was air.

"You gotta be kiddin me.." Wheatley sighed to himself.

"Where the feck did those stupid new scientists put it?" He mumbled to himself, digging through the breakroom cabinets.

"Left side, top shelf in the back, by the sink."

The already irritated man turned to the new voice.

"Now why on Earth would someone put the damn coffee ALL THE WAY- Oh.. Good morning sir." The scientist stopped himself midsentence.

"I put it there to annoy short people like you," Cave chuckled to himself, "I'll get it for you."

He reached back into the cabinet searching for the bag of coffee.

"Huh. I think one of our newbies moved it. Sorry Wheatley, guess you're going without caffeine today"

As Mr. Johnson walked out of the room, the now rage-fueled man grabbed the back of his collar and turned him back around.

"You," Wheatley growled, "will either get some DAMN coffee in this hell-bound place or shit's gonna hit the fan, you understand that ya prat?!"

"Okay, I will uh... Get one of the lab boys to quickly run up to the store. Just calm down, please."

Wheatley let go of Cave's collar and watched him walk away. The phone in the breakroom began to ring and quickly annoyed the still un-caffeinated scientist. He slowly walked to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello?" He spoke with a worn-out voice.

"Well, it seems you've.. gotten very unprofessional since.. the last time we've spoken, Dr. Wheatley."

"G-MAN- I mean, hello. Why are you calling so early?"

"Just to remind your.. boss of our meeting.. in 10 minutes, he does remember that.. does he not?"

"I, uh-" Wheatley started to run to the breakroom's door, trying to get his boss's attention but got caught by the cord of the phone "shit-"

"I take it he's.. forgotten, well, I'll remind him.. soon enough, it was nice to.. talk to you. Goodbye."

*click*

As soon as Wheatley heard the click of the call's end, he dropped the phone and ran to Cave's office.

"CAVE! Shit!-"

Wheatley ran into the office door face first. He opened the door normally, still panicked.

"Cave, we have a problem."

"Oh yeah? Is it you running into things?"

"No. G-man is on his way here for a meeting with you."

Cave stopped laughing and turned to face Wheatley, fear in both their eyes.

"10 minutes, get ready Cave."

Wheatley started to walk out but Cave stopped him.

"Nope, you are staying in here with me. Not dealing with this alone."

"No way! I'm not sitting in the same room as him, he's terrifying!"

"Fine! Hide under the table, just please don't leave."