You look up and your eyes catch his own one's. Piers looks at Mary and asks "Am I interupting something ?" "No you're not." Mary answers.
Piers now looks at you again. He walks to your table and halts in front of you. "Can I speak to you?" Piers glances at Mary "Alone."
You spin the knife and ram it into the wooden table. Mary gasps at the sight and Piers just swallows hard. "We can go outside." you say as you walk towards the exit. Piers follows you outside.
You stop and turn suddenly so he almost crashes into you. Stepping back with a light blush you ask him "Want do want to say ?" Piers looks at you and murmures with a guilty voice "I'm sorry." "What was that ?" You ask him with a cocky smirk. You just mirror Piers' actions from yesterday so he knows what that felt like. "I'm sorry." he speaks a bit louder than before. "For what exactly?" Piers sighs and rubs the back of his neck saying "For being an asshole. And rude. Normally I'm not like that you know." "Then why did you do this ?" "Well...." he trails of. Taking a deep breath he speaks again "I just have been cautious you know. And I want to make it up to you."
Your (e/c) orbs widen. "R-R-Really ? Y-You are not kidding ?"
You received apologies before but no one really tried to make up their mistakes. So this is quite stunning for you.
"Y-Yes of course. I could show you around. I mean if you would like that." Piers offers politely. Nearly hopping up and down with exitement you quickly nod. "But I need to help Mariella." You look down with a frown. Piers think for a moment and then leaves you at your spot. You wonder what the hell he was doing. But your track of thoughts are stopped when Piers appears again and tells you that Mary doesn't have a problem with that.
You crack a smile. Piers offers you his arm and you frown at him. Does he know what men did to me ? The reassuring smile Piers gives you is enough to shyly hook your arm around his stronger one. Feeling his muscles through the fabric only lets the heat on your cheeks increase. You look away hoping he didn't notice that."Soooo..." you try to break the silence on your walk with Piers. You never were good at starting a conversation. "Yes? What is it?" Wow. He has a gentle voice if he isn't yelling at you. Relaxing a bit you look at him. "Since you asked me many questions already I think it's my turn now." Well, not that bad for a start. Piers chuckles. You frown lightly thinking you have gone to far. He looks at you and answers casually "I already apologized and I'm currently making it up to you. So what do you wanna know ?" Piers asks with a grin. "Well...What is your job here ?" You look up at him again. Piers' muscles tense under your hand and you can tell by his look that he is thinking. Absend-mindly you bump into each other. Like magnets. "Sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" you apologize immediatly. Piers chuckles "No problem. It happens every once in a while. I'm a bit magnetic." You laugh at him and he continues, answering your question. "I'm the second in command of Alpha Team. The lieutenant under Captain Chris Redfield's command." he tells you with a proud smile. "Captain Chris Redfield ? Was this the man from yesterday who offered me his seat ?" "Yes, he is. Why do you ask ?" "Well....before I blacked out I heard something about a Captain and this man answered. And even though I couldn't recognize his face you have to admit that his stature is very....remarkable, unusual?" You glance up at Piers and your gazes meet for a second. You both break out in a laughing, knowing you thought the same. Once you regain your posture you ask him another question "And....are you specialized o-or something ? Like explosives or....y-y-you know what I mean." You stutter out. Proudly Piers states "I'm the number one sniper of the BSAA. And also the best driver the BSAA's got." "Impressive. But I think you should prove that." you say with a grin. Piers looks down at you and thinks for a second. "I think I could do that. How about w-"
"Piers ! Can you come over here ?" A familar voice called out for the man next to you. You look at each other and he gives you an apologic smile. "It's ok." "Follow me then." Piers says as starts to walk towards the person who shouted. "What do you want Finn ?"
Right, Finn. The nice dork you met searching for the cafeteria. Finn notices you and gives you a quick nod to greet you. He carries on "My sister gave me her wedding ring for tomorrow. I put it down to check my phone and then a bird came and took it to its nest." Finn points at the power line. I begin to chuckle and Piers soon joins in placing a hand on Finn's shoulder "Isn't this a bit cliche ?" Finn shrugs off his hand. "Piers this is serious. If I don't get it back she'll kill me. Can't you snipe it down or something ?" Finn looks effectivly stressed. "If I'd do that I probably damage the ring." Piers says matter-of-factly.
You look up at the nest thinking for a route to get there. Up the building and then balancing there....it could work.
"And what if I would get it back for you ?"
Both, Finn and Piers, exchange a look and raise an eyebrow.
"And how are you planning to get there ?" Piers chokes out.
"I'll climb." you say casually. Piers somehow changes in his protective mode and tries to argue not to go.
"Without any secures ?"
"Yes."
"What if you fall ?"
"I won't"
"And if you get hurt again ?"
"Piers-"
"I won't let this happen."
"Piers-"
"I should go to get this thing down-"
"Piers !" You hold his face in your hands to calm him down. His hazel eyes lock with your (e/c) ones.
"I can do this. Trust me." You say and give Piers a reassuring smile. He sighs and cracks a smile.
"Ok...But be careful." He scolds you. You both only now realise your hands on his face.
You nod and take your hands off of Piers. Walking straight to the building where you want to start climbing, you hope nobody noticed your bright red cheeks.
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Piers Nivans x Reader Part 1/3 [Being Whole Again ~ Revenge]
FanfictionThe first part of the Piers Nivans trilogy. Will you escape the bioterror nightmare ?