𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

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«Yours isn't a defect Gladeon, everyone has their weaknesses, and you know it better than anyone» He said and then smiled trying to make me feel better, a slight smile appeared on my face, but despite this a part of me didn't believed his words «He took advantage of your weak point right?» He asked in a sweet tone, it was clear that he wanted to help me, I just nodded closing my eyes trying not to cry, but as soon as he wrapped his arms around my body to hug me I couldn't hold back anymore and I burst into silent crying as I returned the hug.

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I opened my eyes, the first thing I did was take the phone that was under the pillow, its light devastated my eyes, but still I looked at the time.

«Almost one pm» I whispered rubbing my eyes as I turned off the phone and then sat down on the bed.

I looked in the direction of the large window of my room, despite the large building in front, the light still managed to enter emanating a great light, bigger than that room.

I got up from the bed, despite those probable five hours of sleep I felt broken.
I took the first clothes I found from the closet, I was still in my military suit, how did I not feel uncomfortable?

I was too sleepy to think about changing.

After getting dressed I left my room, strangely it was all deserted and silent, of course..there wasn't a soul in the whole house, they all seemed to have disappeared, and who knows where.

I walked to the kitchen to make myself some coffee, lit a cigarette while I waited, just to wake up my brain that was still asleep at the time.
As soon as I turned around I found Ghost in front of me again, but this time I wasn't surprised, maybe because I was still half asleep.

As I brought the cigarette to my mouth to light it I looked into his eyes, he was standing there without saying anything, as if he never spoke.
I rolled my eyes and as soon as I lit my cigarette I dumped the lighter on the next table while blowing the smoke out of my mouth.

«What do you need?» I asked in a hoarse tone, making the moment of silence had created vanish.

«About yesterday..» He stopped, doubting his own words.

«I know you've heard everything»

«And I know you know I know what you said»

«You couldn't have said a longer sentence, huh?» I asked chuckling checking my coffee and then taking another puff.

«Get straight to the point» I continued looking at him with closed eyes.

«Was there something between you and him?»

I looked at him..amazed at his words, his expression was confused but still eager to know what was behind it.

Didn't I imagine it then?

«Why this question?»

«Curiosity»

«Simon Riley curious? This is new to me»

He sighed leaning against the table next to us.

«I don't think I asked for anything seriously complicated»

«Of course not, but you're the first to say that you don't want us to poke around in your private life..and now you're coming out like this?» I said pointing out the annoyance I was feeling and then brought the cigarette to my lips.

«All right, what do you want to know about me?»

I paralyzed at his words, if he did it meant that he really wanted to know, he could have asked the others who have known me for years anyway, but no..he chose to ask me directly.

«I want to know why you care so much»

He remained silent, he didn't have a justification behind it, not hearing his answer I turned my back on him pouring the ready coffee into two cups, I had done it involuntarily but still I passed one to him.

«We never had a relation or anything like that, we were just friends until I disappeared from his life» I said looking into his face, he was staring at the cup.

«Why did you..»

«Kissed?»

«Yes»

I could hear something off in his tone, I could tell he didn't like what I did.

«I don't know, it was..instinctive. Why didn't you shoot him right away?"

«I wanted to see how far it could go»

«So you preferred to see if I could die in his arms? Kind of you» I spoke and then took a sip of coffee before putting it back on the table, once again having my mouth busy with the cigarette.

He looked up at me and then lifted the mask up to his nose and drank his coffee, he stood still and motionless without saying anything else, he had never lifted the mask in front of the others, except some time ago.

Did he trust me?

«I'm sorry for being intrusive in your private life» He said placing the cup next to mine and then approached me «May I?» He asked looking at the cigarette I had between my fingers, I just nodded observing the way he took it and then brought it to his lips, I felt shivers run down my back.

Why the fuck do they have to take my cigarettes?!

After taking a puff he gave it back to me, I saw a slight smile on his face that disappeared as soon as he lowered his mask.
I looked at the cigarette and then brought it to my lips, I don't know why but I started to feel my cheeks getting hot, it wasn't my habit to share my things with another man.

Should I start getting used to it?

«Thank you..for everything» He said walking away and then turning his back on me.

«Thanks to you for being there yesterday» I replied making him stop for a few seconds «By the way, do you know where the others are?» I asked making him turn towards me, making our gazes meet.

«Downstairs with Price»

«Thank you»

He just nodded away, but this time without stopping.
Now I would have to go downstairs to see what was going on.

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