He’s sitting in his facility, sighing as he corrects some blue prints. He’s been working extra hard lately since he’s almost finished with building his army, he wants to get it done now rather than later and that also means he’s been ignoring you. When he watches you move and sit on his lap he sighs.

“Buttercup, I’m working. We can cuddle later can’t we?”

He asks as he runs his fingers through your hair, he’s no complaining but the feeling of you on his lap is very distracting…