Only you - ghost x reader

12

On the way to the barracks I tried to support Ghost as best I could.
I knew he was in pain, but he didn't want to show it.
Every now and then he moaned softly when he moved too fast.
I noticed how he flinched when something hurt him.
I did my best to support him, which was difficult for me. Ghost was very tall and muscular.
So he was very heavy and every step we took together was heavy for me too because he was leaning on me.
I tried not to let it show to avoid him refusing my help.
The walk to Ghost's room took a long time as we had to walk very slowly. We didn't talk at all. Every now and then you only heard a low grunt from him and I had to groan every now and then because it was so difficult to support Ghost.
When he got to his room, he tried to open the door, but couldn't find the key in his pocket.

"Let me do it." I told him.
"You want to reach into my pocket?" he answered.
"Somebody has to open the door."
"If you want." he said and the next moment I reached into his pocket to get the key out before he could say anything else.

My hand rummaged in his pocket, trying to find a key.
I noticed how hard and warm his legs were. Is there actually a spot on this body where there aren't huge muscles?
Feeling the key, I pulled it out of his pocket and opened the door for us to enter.
It was dark in the room, so I turned on the light first.
I looked around. It was very neat and clean, everything was well organized.
We walked over to his bed together and Ghost first sat on the edge of the bed and then lay down.
"You need to get out of those dirty clothes." I told him.
"I can do that on my own."
"Are you sure about that? You can hardly move."
"Yes...I'll change my clothes once you're gone."
"No, now. The longer you sit here, the more likely you are to fall asleep like this. The medication you were given on the ward is making you tired. You'll probably fall asleep in a few minutes."
"I do not sleep..."
"But you have to sleep! Your body needs rest so that your wounds can heal!"
"Calm down." he said and tried to get up.
He held onto the dresser next to his bed and tried to take off his jacket.
With every movement he grimaced in pain. It hurt me to see him like that.
"Please let me help you..." I said.
"There's a pair of scissors in the bathroom. Get them."
I quickly went to the bathroom and got the scissors.
"And now?"
"Cut me out of these clothes. That'll be the easiest thing. They're useless now anyway."
I stood in front of him, scissors in hand, staring at him.
"You want me to cut you out of your clothes?"
"Come on now," he said sharply.

I walked up to him and slowly started cutting up the jacket he was wearing.
There was blood and dirt on all his clothes, some parts were already torn.
I freed him first from his jacket, then from his t-shirt. As he stripped the last piece of cloth from his torso, he stood shirtless in front of me.
I couldn't help but stare at him. His whole body was muscled, he had a strong chest, muscular arms, broad shoulders.
He also had a lot of scars all over his body. My first instinct was to touch them but I know that wasnt appropriate. I wondered where they all came from.
My gaze wandered to his stomach and I saw slightly abdominal muscles shining through. Further down towards his crotch I saw a trail of hair running from his belly button down his crotch.
He must have noticed me staring at him and cleared his throat.
"What are you waiting for?"
"What? Do you want me to cut up your pants too?"
"Don't talk so much and just do it before I change my mind."
Without answering anything I cut his trousers in such a way that he still had to take them off and he wasn't standing naked in front of me.
The sight of the hair over his crotch and the rest of his body made me curious and I would have liked to see everything to be honest.
"This is your patient right now, pull yourself together!" I said to myself.
"Thanks y/n, that's enough. I'll manage the rest on my own."
"Are you sure?" I asked him.
"Positive."
"Would you like me to bring you anything else?"
"No, I have everything here. I'll come to your station tomorrow to change the bandages, alright?"
"No. You stay in bed. I'll come by tomorrow and check on you. We can also change the bandages here in your room. You lie down and rest now."
"Don't tell me what to do y/n. This isn't my first injury."
Without responding to his words, I approached him to check that his bandages were in place.
I didn't look up at him because being so close made me nervous and I was getting hotter by the second.
He took his hand and lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes.
"Are you done now?"
"y..yes.." I stuttered.
He released my chin again.
"Good. Thank you again y/n. I'll see you tomorrow."
Completely speechless from his touch, I looked at him for a few more seconds, then averted my gaze and slowly walked to the door.Without saying goodbye, I closed the door behind me and quickly went to my room.
What was that??

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