Project 863 x Reader One Shots

Wesley x Reader: Story

I nervously headed to the front door of Syntec. I was going to be interviewing with Wesley Nathaniel to get a story about Syntec for the local newspaper. It was my first big project since I was hired for the newspaper. I walk up the front desk and show the receptionist my badge.

"I'm here for an interview with Wesley Nathaniel" I say to them

"Yes of course. Have a seat and I will page him for you" They say back.

I sit down in one of the seat and wait patiently. I hear the receptionist call over the intercom for Wesley. I bite my lip as I start to get more nervous. As footsteps approach me, I look up to see a man with striking blue eyes looking at me.

"You must be Miss L/N" the man says.

"You must be Mr. Nathaniel" I say standing up. I hold my hand out to shake his.

"Please, call me Wes," Wes says, shaking my head. "Right this way."

I smile as I follow Wesley down the hall. I curiously gaze around the area seeing scientists rushing around holding clipboards. The place seemed to be buzzing with people as they did their jobs. Wesley leads me into a meeting room.

"Go ahead and sit where you want," Wes says to me.

I nod and sit down in the first chair I see. Wesley closes the door and sits across from me. I open my notepad to a blank page before pulling out my recorder.

"Would you be okay with me recording our interview?" I ask looking up at Wesley.

"Go right ahead," Wesley says, smiling at me.

I smile as I start the recorder before speaking into it. "I am interviewing Mr. Wesley Nathaniel about his company Syntec today. He has given me permission to record this session." I sat before setting the recorder between us. "Okay, so Mr. Nathaniel, tell me a little bit about Syntec."

"Syntec Inc" Wesley says "was founded on the principle, 'only we can truly change the future, so let's change it together', something that-"

"I'm sorry to interrupt Mr. Nathaniel but if I wanted to hear exactly what your website says then I would just go to your website. I want to know about Syntec through you. I want to see Syntec through your eyes" I say to him.

"I see. Well Syntec was founded in order to help change our future. We want to combine pharmaceutical and biotechnology practices in order to help with our discovery, and creations, which I think will be good for civilization. We want to help progress through barriers we were perhaps stopped at before." He explains.

"So you want to help people essentially" I say.

"That's all I've ever wanted to do." Wes says.

I smile at him as I write a few notes down on the notepad "Okay, I read that you do trials on human patients. How are the patients treated?"

"If you insinuating that our patients are being treated like lab rats- "

"Mr. Nathaniel, I'm not insinuating anything. I'm just asking a simple question" I stated.

"Right sorry we just got a bad reputation due to us doing testing on patients." He says, looking at me.

"Then let's fix that reputation shall we. How do you get your patients?" I ask.

"Volunteers. Our patients have all volunteered for the trials." Wesley answers.

"Do you pay them? How do you compensate for them volunteering to be in trials?" I ask.

"Patients are paid for their efforts. While they are with us, they live in clorified hospital rooms which allows us to properly care for each individual" Wesley explains.

"How long do patients typically stay with you?" I ask.

"It all depends on how well the trails go. Most go home within a year while others stay long if necessary" Wesley answers.

"Alright thank you. I think that's all I needed." I say as I reach for my recorder turning off. "Thank you for taking the time to meet with me today. It really means alot"

"Of course. I can't wait to read your story in the newspaper" Wesley says as he gets up to escort me out.

As we reach the front door, I thank him again before heading out of the building. I bite my lip as I slowly walk to my car in a daze.

"Miss L/N!" I hear Wesley yell behind me. I turn to see him running up to me. "I don't normally do this but would you like to have dinner with me?"

I blush as I look up at him "I would love to"

Wesley and I exchanged numbers before he headed back inside. I climb into my car before squealing in excitement over managing to score a date with the cute co-founder