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I do care about you

Pairing: Wilhemina Venable×Reader

Word count: 1165

Warnings: None

Summary: You are Wilheminas new assistant and you fell in love with her.

A/n: I wrote this in 30 minutes in the middle of the night because I suddenly has the idea for it. Also this is my first time writing for Mina so I am kinda insecure about this. I went for a more soft Mina in this one cause I thought that would be easier. Again English isn't my first language. And I would be really happy about some feedback!

When you first started to work at Kineros Robotics as Wilhemina Venables assistant everybody you talked to warned you. They told you about the other assistants that were fired because of stupid little mistakes they made, how Ms. Venable treated her assistants. Normally you didn't judge people you didn't know, you just wanted to make your own picture of people but you couldn't deny that you were a little scared. But after some days of working for her you realised that the others were either wrong or Ms. Venable liked you.

She wasn't the dreamboss and she also wasn't cheery or super talkative but she was nice. She sometimes even gave you a small smile and she never yelled at you. You started to always bring her a coffee in the morning and sometimes you even had lunch together. She never came to you for it but she also didn't send you away when you came. So you reckoned it was fine with her.

You actually started to like her more and more. She had something that just made you feel... well, safe. To say that she spread warmth in you sounds a little ironic because she is the last person you would call warmhearted but it was true. You always looked forward to eating with her and the few smiles she gave you instantly made your day.

Everybody at Kineros Robotics was surprised that after 3 months you were still her assistant and there hadn't already been 5 new ones following you.

But nobody complained about that. They all liked you, you found some new friends and really loved to work there. It wasn't the job you always dreamed of but it was alright.

So when one of your friends from work brought you to the cafeteria on your birthday and everybody greated you there at your personal little surprise birthday party you were a hundred percent sure that Ms. Venable would also be there. You were looking for her the whole evening but she wasn't there and she also didn't come later. To say it didn't hurt you would be a lie. You would have given the whole party away just for her to be there.

And that was the evening you realised it. You asked yourself how you didn't understand it earlier, it was so clear.

You fell in love with her.

Your heart ached at the thought of her choosing not to be with you. Not to attend your birthday party. It ruined your evening.

Yes, the cake was delicious. Yes, the presents were nice. Yes, all your friends were there. Yes, it was fun. But she wasn't there. It all meant nothing without her. How could you have been so stupid to think she liked you.

That evening you went to bed but you didn't sleep. How could you. Your thoughts constantly driving off to Wilhemina.

The next morning you stood up not having slept at all. You got ready for the day and went to work. Today you didn't bring Ms. Venable her coffee. You understood she didn't want your company so you did her a favor and didn't annoy her with your company.

You also didn't bring her her coffee the next day or the day after that. Most of the time you tried to get out of her way. You just brought her the things she asked for and directly left her office.

This went on until one afternoon she came to your desk and asked you to follow her. You went to her office she closed the door after you and sat down. She looked at you expectantly but as she realised you weren't going to say or do anything she opened her mouth.

"You didn't bring me my coffee the last days."

It wasn't a question just a statement.

"Yes, that's right."

She looked at you slightly annoyed.

"Why?"

You could just laugh at that. Was she so oblivious? You did her a favor she should be happy about it. She raised an eyebrow at your reaction.

"Well, I thought it was what you wanted. You showed me that you didn't want my company so I did you a favor." She looked at you in utter confusion. You had never seen this expression on her face before. It nearly made you chuckled a little cause it looked so cute but you hid that chuckle well. This wasn't a situation to chuckle and your relationship wasn't nearly good enough for something like that.

"I... I don't understand (Y/n)."

"You weren't there. On my Birthday."

The thought of that made you tear up but you blinked the tears away before she could see it.

"Don't be ridiculous (Y/n). Nobody would have wanted me there. It was a party, do I look like a party person? They were all happy I wasn't there."

"Maybe they were, but I wasn't." Now you really teared up and you didn't try to keep it back. She looked confused again and opened her mouth but before she could say something you cut her off. "I was looking for you on that Party. I really wished you were there. I missed you. I wanted you there. I thought you liked me. At least a bit. I thought I meant something to you. But I see that I was wrong now. I was wrong about you. That's okay really. But don't expect me to bring you your stupid coffee now. You can make it yourself." Tears were streaming down your cheeks now and you didn't stop them, you couldn't stop them even if you wanted to. They were held in for too long.

Slowly Wilhemina stood up and made her way around the desk. "(Y/n) you weren't wrong about me. I do care about you. More than I ever cared about anyone. But no one likes me, not here and not anywhere else. I didn't think you could be an exception. I really thought you were happier without me there. I never wanted to hurt you. You have to believe me." she stopped in case you wanted to say something but your tears were still falling and you weren't able to get a word out so she continued.

"I didn't think you could ever like me, I am so much older than you and I am... I have a disability. It's disgusting." When she said that you cut her off by kissing her. She was perplex at first but then she slowly put her hands on your cheek and dried your tears while kissing you back. The kiss was short because you wanted to say something.

"Mina I don't like you, I love you. And please never say you're disgusting. You are perfect, ok? How could I not love you?" A single tear fell down Wilheminas cheek.

"What did you call me?" You smiled softly and repeated it. "Mina, is that ok?"

She pulled you closer to her.

"It's perfect."

And she kissed you again.

Exception to the Rule [Wilhemina Venable x Reader]

A/N: I deleted my previous account so I am reposting my old works so that they can be found again.

This content is 18+ so do not interact with this material if you are a minor.

Premise: Reader takes her chances with Ms Venable.

Warnings: SMUT.

Word Count: 3246.

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Bringing about the end of the world had not been enough for Michael Langdon, instead, he continued to wreak havoc in the outpost. The promise of the sanctuary held everyone in suspense, tensions rising to astronomical heights as the interview process continued. Your interrogation was meaningless, life in the outpost sending you so far into nihilism that you didn’t have a preference over whether you lived nor died. Existence was hopeless, and in any case would be short lived. What little joy you managed to squeeze out of the set of circumstances you had found yourself in seemed to derive from a very unlikely source. Ms Venable.

Ms Venable’s reputation preceded her, formidable and unyielding, but you were adamant that there had to be something that lurked beneath that cold exterior of hers and you were intent on bringing it to the surface. The red haired woman was hated amongst Purples and Greys alike and though you had heard the screams exuding from those who had received a punishment courtesy of her, you remained completely undeterred. The way she executed every action with an unwavering apathy had somehow drawn you in and whether you earned yourself an untimely death or not, you were willing to take your chances. You had nothing to lose.

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