Hi! I loved your William Birkin and Albert Wesker x reader headcanons! I was wondering if you could write a platonic William Birkin and Albert Wesker x GN!reader request for a previous child prodigy (now in their late teens) Umbrella researcher who isnβt taking care of themselves because theyβre working on both the G-virus and their own virus. This is super specific but I like the idea of being one of the researchers who makes their own virus lol. Thank you so much!
A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long I was on a break and it completely slipped my mind. (and you weren't too specific, I like my requests like this β₯)
Warnings: none (if you don't count Wesker becoming a mother hen lol)
Reader: Gn, platonic, teen, child prodigy
Platonic! Albert Wesker x reader x William Birkin
β£ As soon as the scientists in Umbrella's lab found out about such a young, talented prodigy, they wanted them as an apprentice on their team
β£ Using his influence, Wesker managed to get his way and the teen started working under him and his colleague, Birkin
β£ In the beginning, Wesker and Birkin treated Y/n like any other employee, talking to them professionally and only interacting with them when necessary
β£ But as time goes on and the scientists spend more time with Y/n, they start warming up to them and interact with them outside of when they're needed
β£ It started with William offering to get coffee at the cafeteria with them using "needing another opinion on a paper he wrote" as an excuse
β£ This became a common accurance for the two and William started to appreciate them more than an apprentice
β£ With a daughter of a similar age as Y/n he grew a soft spot for the young prodigy, inviting them to his office at lunch breaks (when he reminds himself he has to eat and can't just work off of nothing, no matter how much he wants to) and let's them watch him when he's working with chemicals
β£ Wesker started to notice Birkin's new fondness of the apprentice and became confused as he didn't see what the big deal about them was. He could admit they were talented and intelligent for their age but he doesn't understand why that would warrant his colleague becoming so attached
β£ He wouldn't outwardly say anything but he would drop some sarcastic comments every once in awhile
β£ B "I'm off on my lunch break" W "off to see your little wonder child, are you?"
β£ William starts showing off Y/n's work to the other scientists like a proud father
β£ "You see how they figured out the affects the stages of the virus had on the test subject? With them I'm sure we'll complete the G virus soon!"
β£ Wesker's just done with him at this point
β£ Until he sees Y/n's work on their own virus
β£ He's very impressed, he was a young genius himself and didn't start with the T virus until his adult years, so the fact that they are this successful before they've even turned 20 almost makes him proud
β£ He starts to join Birkin and Y/n on their lunch breaks, not eating (nobody's ever seen him eat) but with a cup of coffee in his hand and files under his arm
β£ They begin working as a trio in their shared labs, researching both the G virus and the one Y/n had discovered
β£ Y/n actually became a good influence for them, despite being the youngest, they had the best schedule for eating and sleeping while the other 2 ignore their bodies needs until they absolutely need to take care of them
β£ That was all up until they made a big breakthrough in their research. They begun spending hours cooped up in the lab not even coming out for their lunch breaks
Most of what was left of the overtime staff had signed out and gone home leaving the underground lab barron. The only person left being the youngest of the lot, Y/n,hunched over their desk flipping through papers and writing notes, only looking up to glance at the vials of chemicals and virus samples neatly splayed infront of them.
Immersed in their work they were before a cold hand layed itself on their shoulder. Jolting up in their seat, they whipped their head up to look at the culprit. Wesker stood looking down on them and their work, his sunglasses not permitting Y/n to read his expression.
"Dr! You scared me!" They chucked nervously, allowing their shoulders to untense and slump. An amused huff emitting from the tall man, removing his hand from Y/n "Working quite late, aren't we, Y/n".
A bashful look crosses their face as they glance back down to the cluttered desk, "Yeah, it's just with the new breakthrough I have so much more work to do, I need to get it done."
A hum of acknowledgement from Wesker makes them look back up at him, "How long have you been here?"
Looking down for a moment, pondering the unexpected question, Y/n gave a quick shrug "I'm not sure, 7 maybe 8 am?". They hadn't been expected Wesker to ask a question of concern for someone's wellbeing.
"That cant be healthy" Y/n's head snapped up again to look at the previously vacant space next to Wesker, William stood with his hands stuffed in his lab coat pockets "and that's coming from me.".
"Listen, I'm fine, I don't need to stop. I'm almost done!" They tried to reason but it didn't stop Wesker from reaching to their desk and begin collecting the papers and files, stacking them into a neat pile.
"Hey! What're you doing!?" Y/n tries to pull away the remaining paperwork and hold it to themselves but he just plucks it out their hands and adds it to the pile.
It was kind of unnerving to watch Wesker be like this, he never showed care for anyone beyond the strict professional limit. Never even showing emotion regarding himself. So it felt both honoring and annoying for Wesker to suddenly care for them out of everyone. It was the last thing they wanted to be babied because of their age.
Letting an annoyed sigh out when their mentor ignored their pleas, slumping back down on the swivel chair with their arms crossed across their chest like a grounded child. William removed a hand from his pocket to place on their shoulder, slouching slightly to look down on them. "Come on, I think the breakroom has some left over coffee."
He leads Y/n by slightly nudging their side towards the open door, they give in and pushed themselves up, not realising just how numb their legs would be from sitting all day, almost falling over before quickly catching themselves. Clearing their throat in embarrassment they beelined for the door with the two older men following behind.
It wasn't a long walk to the breakroom, it only being a few hallways down from Y/n's lab. They had slumped down on a hardbacked chair, which only worsened their sore muscles but they'd practically ignored the pain until this point.
Birkin sat adjacent to them trying not to look directly at the moody teen, who was already shooting occasional glares at him.
Wesker was at the counter, near the coffee machine preparing their cups. William had tried to help but the former had practically smacked his hands away when he came near his set up. Instead he opted to look in the fridge for any leftovers and scored a plate of sandwiches, now sat infront of them on the small circular table.
Finally, Wesker turned around with the three mugs in hand, setting them each infront of their respective owners, taking a seat himself directly across from Birkin.
Picking up the scolding mug by the handle, Y/n took a gentle sips of the hot liquid. Scrunching up their eyebrows at the taste. Sweet. To sweet for coffee. "Oh my god. Is this hot chocolate?!" They looked at Wesker in disbelief as he sat there unfazed with his own drink.
"Coffee has too much caffeine. You need sleep if you want to be on good form to complete your studies." He stated matter-of-factly. "What're you gonna do next, tuck me into bed?".
"Don't tempt me." Y/n shot a death glare directly through him, as if he took any notice. William sat watching them, hiding his amusement behind his cup, the first time in awhile he had actually cracked a smile in the lab.
They sat in silence for the remainder of their drinks, until they saw the bottoms of their mugs. Setting his empty cup down, Wesker got up and reached into his back pocket pulling out his car keys. "Come on, it's too dangerous for you to take public transport this late."
Y/n huffed again but, knowing how to pick their battles, got up anyway and followed the older man out into the hallway. An amused William trailing behind.
Thank you for this request!
I hope you enjoyed it, I enjoyed writing Wesker and Birkin in their gay dad era :)
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