All Nighter
Happy Secret Santa/Viktor birthday celebration to @literary-potat0
I hope you enjoy the little piece I wrote for you about our lovely soft little meow meow. I have a blast writing it and I hope it meets your expectations :) Thank you for @therealtendercrispstendercrisps for putting this together!
Pairing: Viktor x F!Reader
Word Count 1.5K
Warnings: I am not too sure but just to be safe, Sleep snuggles, one person is asleep and the other is awake. Both parties have respect for each other and no one is forced upon anyone.
Prompt: Unresolved romantic & sexual tension, Female reader falling asleep in the lab pulling an all nighter to help with his research, he tucks her in or convinces her to move to the couch, perhaps she sleepily pulls him down with her.
It was late, how late you really couldnât tell anymore. At this point, time was a construct as you sat on your stool in the lab, scribbling down possible solutions to a problem you were trying to solve. Â
Your body jolted for the nth time as you accidentally nodded off again.
âYou really donât have to be here, you should go home,â you heard your lab partner tell you.
âAnd let you get all the credit?â you yawned, âI canât allow you to take all the credit once again. Your ego is already as large as this room.âÂ
He chuckled as he pushed his stool away from the desk and walked over to you gently resting his hand on your shoulder.
You tried to hide the warmth that spread throughout you at the sudden contact. It was just a simply, friendly gesture, you mentally slapped yourself.Â
âCome on, you should go to sleep.â
You looked up at the man who stood beside you. His lean frame hovered over yours. You took a moment to glance at his messy brunet locks and the dark bags under his eyes. Even though he looked exhausted, he still had that spark of wonder in his eyes. That was the reason you were silly enough to take on this position when he asked, you had never seen someone so dedicated.Â
Unfortunately, for your sake, hormones had a lovely way of getting in the way of your professional relationship. You couldnât put an exact moment when your heart started lurching every time he smiled at you or how flushed you became just being within feet of him. It came naturally and organically and thus you didnât have any special formula to shake it.Â
You shook your head, leaning ever slightly towards him, âYour ego is already as large as this room.âÂ
âI think in your delirious state you seem to be mistaking me for Jayce,âÂ
âPlease, we all know who the brilliant one is here,â you smiled, âItâs cute how you try to hide that you donât think so.â
An awkward pause encased the room as you both stiffened at your words.
âYou think I am cute?â
Dear Janna! What did you just say?!
âNo, I mean, yes but no! I am going to take a small nap on the couchâ you pushed his hand away as you stood up and walked over to the worn plush couch that the three of you had dragged in one late night when your request for a cot was denied.Â
With your back facing him, you squeezed your eyes shut, praying that sleep would take you away from this reality.Â
***
Viktor had stood there awkwardly for a moment as he watched you move to the couch. He had not meant to tease you like that. It was very unprofessional of him and he mentally kicked himself for it.Â
He had been doing that a lot lately when it came to you. You caught his attention the moment he met you in the hallway between sessions. You were introduced by the other professors as someone who liked to think outside the box, who was passionate in whatever it was that you were doing.Â
After spending months together, he became drawn to you in a different manner. He felt guilty how he felt his heart jump in his throat every time you smiled at him. He couldnât explain why it was happening all of a sudden, Jayce teased him endlessly as his pale skin would flush when you brought him a coffee or complimented him, even if it was for the most minute reason.Â
Shaking his body of his current state, he sauntered back to his desk, trying to resume his work.Â
Half an hour had passed and it was clear to the universe that his attempts had failed. He only wrote two lines of a new formula as he kept looking over his shoulder back at you on the couch.Â
Your quiet snores, told him that you were still asleep. He really should wake you up and bring you home. It wasnât healthy to sleep on something so flimsy.Â
Realizing that he wasnât going to get any work done, he walked over to you. In your sleep you had turned over, using your arm as a pillow, mouth open as your jacket that you were using as a blanket had fallen to the floor.Â
He knew if you could have seen how you looked, he would probably need to find another partner. Seeing as you were asleep though, he concluded to himself that you were simply adorable. Seeing yourself in a total state of relaxation had him wishing he could sleep as well as you were.Â
Oftentimes he slept at odd hours, for little moments at a time as his brain worked overtime on every conceivable thing in his life.Â
Reluctantly, he bent down to shake you awake.Â
***
You felt yourself being pulled from the wonderful world of slumber by a gentle shake.Â
You groaned in protest as you grabbed the arm that was shaking you.Â
âStop it,â you whined.
âI am sorry, my dear but I think we should both go home to sleep.â
You murmured incoherently as you pulled the arm you were holding onto towards you, âWe can both sleep here,â you sighed contently, being blanketed in a new warmth.Â
A thick blanket mustâve been tossed over you as you felt a new weight on you.Â
âMmm, thanks.â you said as you snuggled closer, taking a deep breath in before going back to sleep the last thought was that the blanket also smelt really nice.Â
***
Viktor was, how to say, stuck. In an attempt to wake you, you somehow managed to pull him down to the couch with you.Â
You had your arms wrapped around him and a leg thrown over one of his own, sound asleep.Â
He was totally lost in what he should do. He didnât want to wake you as it was evident you needed the rest but the situation was quite uncomfortable.Â
Okay, that may have been a slight lie, it was the complete opposite. It was very, very comfortable. Despite the size of the couch, you two were able to fit by having you lie partially on top of him. Â
Your hair tickled his face as you brought your head to his chest. He felt you sink more onto him as he heard your contented sigh.Â
A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he took notice of how nice this all felt. You and him fitted perfectly together, it just all seemed right.Â
Brushing some loose strands of hair stuck to your face, he memorized the softness of your skin and the scent of the shampoo that you used. (In a non-creepy way of course because we all know Viktor is a gentleman like that)Â
Wrapping his lean arms around you, he decided to give himself this one special moment with you. He would never be able to put into words how he had become attached to you and would never admit to anyone that he had moments of where he thought about being close to you.
"Just five more minutes," he whispered to himself, resting his chin on your head. Your deep breaths lulling him to sleep
***
"Really, you two? On the couch?"
You groaned loudly as you were awoken by Jayce's deep voice.
"What are you talking about?" you murmured, trying to open your eyes.
"Honestly, Jayce, there are better ways to wake me," you finally opened your eyes as your heard Viktor, his voice vibrating in your ear. Why did he sound so close and how were you so warm?
You looked at your current state, looking up you stared directly at Viktor, a sheepish smile on his face, "Good morning?"
You let out a yelp as you jolted upright pushing yourself off of him.
"What happened?! I am so sorry, I don't know what happened! I should've just gone home."
You continued to apologize to him profusely, not realizing that you were still holding one of his hands.
"Yeah, yeah, save the act," Jayce chuckled, "You two are so obvious. Get a room next time, though. I am going to grab us some coffee."
Your heart was going to burst out of your chest as heat flushed your body.
"I should be the one apologizing, you grabbed me in your sleep...and I must've dozed off," Viktor explained, not able to look at you as a deep blush was painted on his cheeks.
"No! It is me, I usually hug a pillow or something when I sleep...I am sorry."
"There is no need to apologize," you shivered, feeling Viktor brush his thumb over your hand, "As unprofessional as I worry it may look...I haven't slept so well in a while."
You coughed, trying to get the panic out of your throat, "Admittedly...same," you smirked.
You were now both smiling at each other wondering who was going to speak first.
"So I-" you both said at the same time, breaking out into another awkward group laugh.
"You first," you insisted, inching a little closer to him.
"So I was wondering," Viktor took in a deep breath, before leaning over and cupping your cheek, "Your place or mine, next time?













