Time to break the sausage fest. Requesting for Oregano and eyes pretty please.
not majorly about her eyes but also this was the funniest way possible to request something and then followed by a character as minor as Oregano? you’re amazing thank you. I’ve only written her once out of self indulgence I’m happy to have her back
character/s: oregano, reader-insert (gender-neutral)
word count: 329
warnings: n/a
prompt: oregano + eyes (body bonanza)
“Oregano, I’ve got work for you.”
You pushed Oregano’s door open, stepping into her room with little steps to ensure you didn’t drop the carefully arranged paperwork you held.
“Thank you.”
Once you got her door shut with your foot, you faced her. You weren’t sure what to expect, but goodness, she looked tired.
You quietly set the stack of papers down on her desk, and she mumbled her thanks once more. But when you didn’t make a move to leave, she looked up.
“Have you taken a break today?”
She was quiet before smiling a little sheepishly, her head tilting, blonde bangs falling across her forehead. “Truthfully, I haven’t, not yet. It’s been a busy day.”
“Do you want any help? This was all I needed to finish for today, so I’m free.”
“No, I’m alright. I don’t want to take up your hard earned free time.”
Oregano stilled when you leant forward, reaching out to cup her face in your hands. You tilted her head to the opposite side gently, before carefully taking her glasses away from her.
“You look like you really need a break, you know.”
Oregano hummed low in her throat, reaching up to rub at her eyes. She blinked a couple times, while you rounded her desk to look for a cloth to clean her glasses with.
“Perhaps… I didn’t think I was working so much.”
She turned in her chair, looking up at you once you’d finally cleaned her glasses, and you were just as careful in sliding them back into her face as you were taking them off.
You smiled, holding her gaze. “Come with me to get a drink and stretch your legs.”
Although she looked tired, her eyes twinkled at the offer, and she nodded once. She stood with your held, holding your hand firmly in her own, allowing you to tug her behind you and to the door.
“Alright. Thank you very much.”
“Of course. It’s my pleasure.”