Inspired By An Edit - Tumblr Posts

reboot

nathan bateman x reader, fluff (are we surprised? no? good.)

Inspired by this edit by my-secret-shame

You'd been watching Nathan slowly stop working, resulting in the current picture: him, eyes glazed, hand frozen over his keyboard. he'd been stuck like this for a few minutes.

Sighing, you smiled and walked over, tapping his shoulder.

"Looks like you're due for a motherboard reboot," you teased, gently rubbing his arm.

Nathan snapped to attention, scowling. "For the last fuckin time, it's the software that's rebooted, not the hardware. Fuck off," he muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Your eyebrows shot to your hairline. "Oookay, firecracker, calm down."

He sighed again, throwing up his arms. "Telling someone to calm down statistically has the opposite effect, you know." His eyes were red-rimmed and bloodshot. He'd been working on his new software for about eighteen hours, if your watch was right. His side of the bed was neat and untouched.

"Take a break, honey," you soothed, leaning across him to close his monitor. Hissing like a feral cat, he batted your arms away and hunched over his computer. Nathan glowered protectively, not moving an inch.

You folded your arms, raising an eyebrow. "Your brain is shot, baby, you need a nap or something."

"If I take a nap, I'll sleep for hours and lose all the progress I've made," he countered, "and then I'll be in a worse mood."

"If you need sleep that bad, you'll die."

"Not true, as seen in this moment."

"It will be true if you don't get some rest."

Nathan, too exhausted to respond intelligently, stuck out his tongue and slid down in his chair.

"How about an iced coffee? I just made some," you offered. He grunted.

"I don't think any amount of iced beverages can save me."

You hummed, swaying closer. "Okay," you acquiesced, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

"That's it?" He was shocked. "Wow, I thought I'd be doing verbal WWE to get you to back off."

You hummed in response, softly kissing his neck. Your hands traced comforting circles on his chest.

Nathan shifted, subtly trying to nudge closer. You let him, climbing into his lap and curling up. "Well, if you're not gonna nap, I will," you yawned.

The soft rise and fall of your chest and whatever shampoo you had on was softening the edges of his focus. Nathan was trying to pay attention to the string of numbers he'd been working on, but he was having difficulty. Your cheek was smushed against his ribs, and he could feel his heartbeat through your soft skin.

You were very soft, he observed listlessly, leaning his cheek on your head. And his eyelids were very heavy. It was a nice feeling, to have your weight on his chest. Like a big weighted blanket. Snuffling a yawn into your hair, he leaned his head back.

Maybe he needed a quick cat nap. A short reboot, just for a minute.

Four hours later, he was out like a light and your coffee had melted into a watery ring on his coffee table.

comment if you wanna join my taglist, or my nathan specific taglist. xox love you (thank you for the inspo secret-shame)

@my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @krakenkitty