Breaks for Wriothesley were few and far between. He was always busy with new inmates or reports he needed to tend to. But despite the always needed role he played, he found a bit of time to focus on you and pamper you.

You two were laid on a couch in Wriothesleys office, you on top of Wriothesley as he combed through your hair. He was hoping to coax you into taking a nap for a little bit. It wasnt often you got to nap in his arms like this.

“Hmm.. Looking awfully sleepy, arent we, kiddo?” Wriothesley teased, smiling down at you as he saw your eyes fight to stay open.