Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

24. Feeling at home

You wake up at 5am, the sky still dark outside. What woke you was the weight shift behind you, as Ghost got up from the bed. You don't move a muscle trying to make out what he's gonna do next. Long legs make their way out the room and towards the bathroom, you watch him go. Absolutely beautiful. A broad back, his waist sitting pretty and he certainly does have some ass too. Then follow the trained, long legs. Also covered in what you make out as scars from shot wounds, but what do you know...

You hear him clear his throat in the bathroom and turn over in the bed, looking at the empty space where he was laying on. You squeeze your nose into his pillow to smell it, still warm from where his head used to be. You were definitely being weird, but it hurt nobody so you do not care. Once you hear the toilet flush you shuffle back to your side and act like you're sleeping, hoping so bad that he'll just come back into bed.

You wait. You hear the door open and his bare feet patting on the wooden floor of your corridor.

You wait some more.

He doesn't come.

???

What do you do now? Should you stop the acting and also just get up? You kind of want to give him some space, not hanging onto him like the desperate little girl you felt like sometimes. But what is he doing?

Please don't leave just yet.

You remember they have to leave soon, work related. You don't know what that means for sure but knowing he works in the military you were scared that he could be killed any minute. You know there's much more to it but especially after seeing the scar near his heart you feel like whatever he's doing there, it's not tea and cupcakes.

Not yet.

You can't make out the noises coming from the kitchen, but it certainly wasn't putting clothes on. That alone calms you already.

Soon, the man himself enters the bedroom again and is now wearing some underwear. He lays down on his back, with one arm resting behind his head. In his other hand you see...you...excuse me?!

"Enjoy yourself, Simon, why dont you?!" You scoff ironically. He does not bat an eye, he already knew you're awake. The small round of sleep he allowed himself setting him back to factory settings. His mind alert and sharp again.

What got you so worked up was him eating one of your bananas, just like that. The lieutenant had the nerve to just grab one of your fruit and comfortably eat it. Of course you weren't mad at him. It was just so unexpected.

"Thanks, sure am" he mumbles as he's chewing, taking another bite.

You shake your head and smile with an open mouth, you can't believe this guy.

"Didn't get any dessert yesterday so just trying to get something to eat 'round 'ere, woman"

"Excuse me? You fell asleep! I came here with the tiramisu and you were already snoring and all!"

"Doubt that" he mutters, finishing the banana and putting the peel on the nightstand next to him.

"Oh, you doubt it?"

" 'm not one to snore..."

"Well how do you know?" You get up and try to move onto his lap playfully. He looks down on you as he chews on the last bits of fruit.

You look at his lips and up into his eyes, intense eye contact once again making its way.

"Thank you for yesterday" you whisper, hands on his chest, feeling the scars there as you carefully, like a feather, stroke along them. His body tenses up. You can feel that.

"What exactly" he murmurs

"You were there for me...As i was freaking out..."

" 'course" he replies

"No...not of course...honestly, thank you" you look at his face again and lean in for a kiss. Your tongues touching once again, dancing around each other in slow motion. His hand moves up and holds onto the back of your head, fingers digging into your hair. You still have your short dress on, you slept in it, but your nipples peek out since it's all messed up and not in place anymore. They touch his chest and you enjoy the tingling sensation.

"When do you have to leave, Simon?"

"Whenever I want."

"No I mean...For work...your...duties..." you mumble.

"Tuesday morning" It was sunday morning now.

"For how long?"

"That's never sure"

You nod as you lean back in and kiss him.