Fandom One Shot x Reader

My Moron (Human!Wheatley X Reader)

I have such a bad tendency to fall for characters with an English accent. I am so weak. Anyway. This boi. This beautiful boi. I love him. Its going to be my version of a human wheatley. I think I have brain damage.
(Picture is my human wheatus design)

(Okay lets set the time frame. Aperture before everything went to shit. Where GLaDOS, Wheatley and all the other cores are not AI's but they are all human. Wheatus has just been hired to tend to all the (smelly) humans)

Wheatley POV:

"Roight.. let's see.. test subject #1498.. vitals all good and steady.. number 1499.. all good.."

I walked through the halls of the relaxation center, checking up on all the test subjects with the small tablet that I had been given at the start of my shift.

It showed the test number, name, age, height, weight and their vitals. How they monitored their vitals was not completely clear to me but I knew it had something to do with a chip of some sort.

"Number 1502.. fine.. number 1503.. fine.. number 1504? Miss [Y/N][L/N].. I don't think I have met them yet."

I softly knocked on the door.

Your POV:

A soft knock on the door woke you up from your quick nap. You pulled your tanktop with the Aperture logo over your head, and dressed up as if I was being selected for a test round.

I walked to the door and opened it, expecting someone of my height to greet me.

Instead I looked at a buttoned up blouse, with a pocket on the left side and a cute pin of a robot sphere (lol) on the right side.

I looked up who this tree of a person was and was greeted by two sky blue eyes hiding behind slightly thicker rimmed glasses.

His glasses rested on his somewhat tip-tilted nose. His pink soft-looking lips curled up into a gentle smile, revealing a little gap between his two front teeth. (Side note, stephen merchant's teeth are so cute i swear to god.)

His chin was covered with some hair, which was a slight darker colour than the fluffy blonde hair that covered his scalp.

He smiled at me, saying: "'Ello there! The name's W-Wheatley. Nice to meet ya!" You could hear him stutter a small bit.

His voice was higher pitched and very, VERY british.

"Hey, I'm [Y/N]. Nice to meet you too!" I said. I stuck out my hand to shake his. (don't shake hands rn corona'll getcha)

He gently yet firmly grabbed my hand and shook mine. His hand was quite bigger than mine and very warm.

I let go and looked up at him again. He looked back at me with a gentle stare.

Wheatley POV:

I found myself staring at her beautiful [E/C] eyes.

I finally snapped out of it when she called out my name.

"Wheatley?" She said.

'I-I'm sorry!" I stammered.

She laughed sweetly. "It's alright, I wanted to know what you needed me for." She explained.

"Oh! Eehm. I-I had never seen your numbe- I MEAN name, before.. so I wanted to know if you were new and meet you!" I tried desperately to not sound like an asshole/awkward mess.

She giggled.

God, fuck. I did sound stupid.

"D-did that sound weird..?"