Piers Nivans x Reader Part 1/3 [Being Whole Again ~ Revenge]

3. Make her smile

"Darling...Wake up. Come on you need to get up." a feminin voice wakes you up. You blink to let your eyes getting used to the morning light. Sitting up slowly you look at her. "Who are you?" You ask with a hoarse voice. You clear your throat but that quickly turns into a coughing fit. Once you regained your posture you glance at her. "My name is Mariella Pierini. I'm the cook here. But sometimes I help out at the injuried section. I'm here to take care of you." She said with a honest smile.
Mariella looks like she is in the middle of her 40's very friendly. She is a bit chubby but that doesn't bother you. She is still beautiful. Greenish-grey eyes and small lips fit her Italian name. At least you think it is Italian. Her medium long brown hair has natural blond tips.
You crack a small smile at her "That's really nice of you Mariella. But you don't have to do this." "And how I'm going to do this. Your feet look like they just went over glass shards. Oh and you can call me Mary by the way. It's shorter to say." She pats your shoulder and stands up to leave. You stop her in her tracks by grabbing her forearm. "Where are you going?" "I'm going to the kitchen. I need to prepare the meal for everyone." "Can...Could I come with you?" you are shocked at your own request. Mary's eyes widened at first but she soon relaxes "Of course you can. But you should get changed and do whatever you do at morning" she explains while gesturing to a pile of clothes. You look at it and stutter "Y-Y-Yes...You're right...". And with that you go to change.

Piers P.O.V.

"You did what ?!"
Marco exclaimes. Marco, Finn, Chris and Piers are at the gym. Chris just told the story about what happened at the cafeteria yesterday. Piers earnes a gasp from Finn, this shout from Marco and a light slap to the back of his head from his Captain. Piers only rubs the back of his head and says "What ? I'm just cautious."
"That's not cautious. That was rude."
Now Finn, the shy and most adorable dork of the whole BSAA unit spoke up. Piers only growls at Finn. Chris just shakes his head
"Piers, Finn is right. I thought you are quite the ladies man."
Chris winks at him. And he was right. Piers had a few dates but none of them turned into a relationship. "You need to make that up to her."Marco speaks again.
"And how am I supposed to du that? I don't even know what she likes." Piers complains.
"You just have to make her smile." Finn suggests.
"Great idea Finn. But HOW ?"
"Apologize" the other males say in unison. They look at each other and begin to grin.
"I don't think that would be enough." Guilt shines through his words. At least he really is sorry.
"I planned on showing her around the camp. But I think you are more qualified than me." Chris smirks.
Piers sighs "Fine. Maybe she will enjoy that." He turns to go to take a shower.
After his 'After sport routine' he bumped into Chris again. "Where is (y/n)?"
"Wow. At least you remember her name. She should be at the 'injured tent'. I told Mariella to watch after her." "Well. Here goes nothing." Piers huffs and leaves.

Your P.O.V.

After you put on an oversized pullover and a very tight leggins you look at the mirror again. Your (h/l) hair is //short hair: pulled back in a low short pony tail | long hair: pulled up into a sloppy bun// and you have bags under your (e/c) eyes. You yawn and rub your eyes lazily. Black chucks catch your eye and they are your size! 'Yeah! Something that isn't made for giants.' You smile as you put them on.
The morning sun raises slowly at the horizon but it is still too bright for you. Confused you try to make out the way to the tent from yesterday. Key word here is try. Without your hunger mode and smells you have no clue where to go. Bumping into some soldiers you gather the courage to ask one of them where your destination is. He stutteres while he describes the way there. Somehow it was adorable how shy he was. Then again he is a soldier. But the adorable part took the upper hand and you relax around him. "Thank you, that's very kind of you.........." you say, hoping he would catch on and tell you his name. "Oh I'm Finn Macauley ma'am" He saluts. "You don't need to salut. I'm (y/n). I have to go. See ya." You wave at him as you walk past him towards the cafeteria.

Mary waves you over to her. "So...you can chop the potatoes or you could slice the paprika in little pieces so we can make a sauce with them." After a short debate you decide to slice little paprika pieces. Mary leads you to a table with a plate and a knife. Taking the knife in your hand you begin to slice the paprika. Mary decides to break the awkward silence.
"I saw what happened yesterday. Here."
"Yes. What about it ?"
"Why did you reacted the way you did? I mean..that really wasn't a normal reaction."
".....I-I don't want to talk about it. He was so harsh. I didn't hear anything else for months. I don't need that anymore."
"I can only imagine what you experienced. Judging by your injuries also below the waist band. But Piers isn't that asshole he pretended to be yesterday. Usually he is so sweet and nice. Especially around women." She gives you a reassuring smile.
"He's a womanizer then?" you ask dryly.
"No. He hadn't had a relationship since I met him...and that was years ago. A few dates but nothing more. Why are you asking?" Mary looks at you smirking. You blush and look away. You don't even think about to admit that you thought he was handsome.
"Just my curiosity." You lie. just as Mary wants to make a corny response, Piers comes in.