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It was a late friday night, long after everyone at Rocket Corp should have gone home, but Agent Smith and Victim were still in the building.
Smith headed up to Victim's office to see them working away at some paperwork.
Smith: Sir...
Victim barely gave the agent a glance before continuing to work.
Smith: Sir it's really late.
Victim: Do you not remember what I told you Smith?
Victim refused to look up from his work while speaking
Smith: Right.. Vic.
Victim: That's better.
Victim put down their pen.
Victim: Now what were you saying Smith?
Smith: It's getting late Vic. You should be heading home.
The agent stood there and watched as his boss walked closer to him.
Smith: Sir..
He was quickly cut off by Victim grabbing his tie and pulling down to their level. It was quick, firm, but it didn't hurt.
Victim: I thought I taught you to call me Vic when were alone.
Smith: I'm sorry I-
Victim: Don't make up excuses Agent.
Smith: Okay... Vic
Victim: Good.
Smith could feel his face starting to get warm. Maybe it was because of the warm suit, maybe because he could feel Victim's breath on his face. No one truly knew.
Victim let go of Smith's tie and walked back to his desk.
Victim: Is there anything you want from me Smith?
Smith: No. I was just suggesting you go home.
Victim: Then you may leave my office. I still have work to complete.
Smith: Vic. You need to go home.
Victim: No.
Smith: Vic. It is 2 in the morning. Everyone else has left.
Victim: If you would like you can head home.
Smith walked over to Victim's desk and leaned on it.
Smith: Vic. Just go home.
Victim: Once I finish my work.
Smith put his hand on Victim's.
Smith: Your work will be here on Monday. You need sleep.
Victim: Make. Me.
Smith stood up and walked between Victim and their work.
Victim: Smith. Move
Smith: Make. Me.
Victim started at Smith a little ticked off.
Victim: Smith. I told you. Once I finish I'll go home
...
Victim: Smith. Move.
...
Victim: I am your superior. You will move when I tell you too.
Smith: No.
Victim stared up at the stubborn agent and sighed.
Victim: Smith. I swear if you don't move there will be consequences.
Smith smirked at Victim getting more and more frustrated
Smith: You're kind of cute when you're mad.
Victim looked at Smith with a shocked-flustered expression.
Smith just looked down at Victim with a smirk on his face.
Victim: That's it. I'm not dealing with you.
Victim quickly grabbed their things and walked out the door into the cold winter night, but they realized Smith was following them.
Victim turning around to stare at Smith.
Victim: You're an asshole.
Smith: I know, but you need to go get some sleep.
Victim just rolled their eyes and went to their car.
When they tried to open the door it was frozen shut.
Victim: Fucking car.. winter... this is so dumb...
Victim eventually got the car door open, but when they tried to turn the car on it just wouldn't start.
Smith was about to get in his car when he saw Victim struggling, so he walked over.
Smith: Hey- you good?
Victim: ...My car won't start."
...
Smith: Okay. Come on.
Smith turned and started walking away, seemingly thinking Victim would follow him.
Victim: Wait- what- Smith wait. Where are we going?
Smith: I'll drive you home.
Victim: No- Smith you don't have to
Smith: It's fine
Victim and Smith both got into the car.
Smith started driving to Victim's house, but the weather started getting worse.
Once they finally arrived at Victim's house Victim invited Smith inside.
Smith: No- no.. I can't. I was just driving you home.
Victim: Do you not see how bad the roads are. Please, just for my peace of mind. Come inside, even if it's just until the snow stops.
Smith: Okay fine.
They both went into the house and started to warm up.
Smith: Vic.. what time is it?
Victim: 2:45.. why?
Smith: Damn that's later then I thought...
Victim: Yeah... I'm probably going to watch a show then head to sleep.. you wanna watch too?
Smith: Why not..
They both sat on the couch and Victim put on an episode. It was only 15 minutes but they both were starting to pass-out.
Smith: Hey Vic....
Victim: Mmm...
Smith: You going to bed now?
Victim: Mmmmm....
Smith: Okayy...
The episode had finished but neither Smith nor Victim had noticed. They were either too tired to just fully asleep to care.
Victim was leaning on Smith, and Smith was in the corner of the couch with his arms around Victim.
The night drifted on, and they both remained blissfully asleep.