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I sit in my lab, feeling exhausted mentally from all the work I just did. I wanna get up and make some coffee but it just seems like I don’t have much energy for that.
I don’t even have enough energy to get up.. this is sad. I’m just stuck in my chair facing a computer screen. Imagine what the others will think if they see me like this.. that’s so embarrassing. I’d hate it if they saw me like this.
I rest my head on my hand and I start to doze off until I hear someone enter. I just pray that whoever it is doesn’t tell me that there’s something important going on.. I don’t wanna get up at all.
I see paintbrush opening the door to my mini office, their eyes widening from how I look like.
“Woah— are.. are you okay? Did you overwork yourself again?” They said worriedly as they walked towards me.
Embarrassing. I slightly nod and I yawn. “I’m fine though.. I just need sleep or something and I’ll be fine..” I yawn again, laying my head in my arms.
“No, you’re NOT fine.. you need to stop doing this to yourself test tube.. you’re just pushing this away and treating it as if it’s just a casual thing!” They said with an angry tone. I groan.
“I don’t wanna deal with your anger issues right now paintbrush. It was by accident. I wanted to do some work but I guess I just got caught up in it.” I say with an irritated tone. “Again, all I need is sleep or just something to keep me awake and I’ll be just fine again. You really need to stop putting so much energy into worrying about me.”
They stay silent for a moment before they sigh. “Look, I CARE for you. At least let me take care of you for now since it literally looks like you’re just.. stuck or melted into your chair and being forced to look at a computer screen all day.” They say.
I groan slightly. “Fine. Just don’t make me walk.. I barely have any energy left.”
“Then what do I do then? I’m not just gonna push your chair around just to get you to reach your destination. I might as well just carry you somewhere.” They said.
“Okay then.. where then?” I ask.
They stay silent again. “I don’t know.. maybe I can carry you back to the hotel? I don’t think you’ll be that heavy for me to carry.”
I shrug. “Okay.. whatever works best for you. Just don’t drop me please.”
I sit up, they carefully pick me up bridal style. “This is fine right? It’s not uncomfortable or anything?” They asked.
“It’s fine..” I mumble. They start to walk out of the office and to the tube that’ll suck us up, I feel the cold breeze from outside once the tube sucked us in. I didn’t expect it to be this cold..
I try rubbing my arms to warm myself up. I notice paintbrush started walking a bit faster. “Don’t drop me please.” I mumble again.
“I know.. calm down.” They said softly as they continued to speed walk to the hotel.
I was greeted with the very bright lights in the hotel, I never shutted my eyes so quickly and tightly before. It kinda hurt.. I just kept them closed. I’m tired anyway.
Oh right.. others are gonna see me and paintbrush like this.. oh well. I honestly couldn’t care less right now.. I’m too tired to worry about something silly like that at the moment.
I begin to doze off while paintbrush still carries me in their arms. They feel comfy.. I wanna stay like this..
I hear a door opening and then feeling my body being placed on a bed. I felt someone I assumed to be paintbrush laying down next to me in bed. I open my eyes a little to see that I was right.
I moved closer to them, the result being them wrapping their arms around me. “You feel comfortable now?” They asked softly.
I nod. Shifting a little before leaning my head against theirs.
I’m so glad they came. This is obviously way more comfier than laying my head down on my desk. I soon doze off in their arms.
I hear them mumble, “Night test tube.” right before I knock out.
I honestly wish we did this more often.