Ask: So my fiancé does this thing... Like if someone is hitting on me and I'm clearly not interested, they will hug me tightly and say "Miiiiiiine." Like could you do this with Chell, Wheatley and Adventure Core? Jealous/Protective Wheatley's just too cute.
Wheatley and Chell were walking down the hallway together when suddenly Chell was snatched away.
"Hello gorgeous," Rick purred, emerald eyes glinting as he captured Chell's wrist. "Do you have a name or can I call ya' mine?"
Wheatley turned bright red as he watched Chell smirk. It wasn't the type of flirtatious smirk she gave him from time to time, this one read something between 'Is this guy for real?' and 'I'm glad you think I'm pretty because I'm the last thing you're going to see.', but seeing his Chell give someone else one of his smiles- it made something in his mindburn. Much to his surprise Chell looked a more than tad amused about the situation, and though her eyes were full of annoyance and disgust he was fairly certain he was the only person who noticed. That lovely, determined spark in her eyes indicated that the green eyed man in front of her may very well lose his hand if he didn't remove it from hers very quickly.
As Wheatley watched Rick press Chell's hand to his lips he couldn't help but think that he would love to watch her operate.
Chell turned to him, something playful slipping into her eyes as she gave him a look that very clearly read 'What are you going to do about it?'
Wheatley gave a devilish little grin. He snaked an arm around her waist, effectively pulling Chell into his side and out of Rick's grasp.
"Yes, actually, you can." Wheatley said, taking immense satisfaction in his shocked expression. "Miiiiiiiiine!"
As Chell yanked him down into a kiss, she couldn't agree more.