Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

42. Something new

Shaking legs that can barely hold you upwards touch the slippery shower floor.

You hold onto the shower armatures and steady yourself, catching your breath still. You turn off the water for a moment and look at Ghosts face.

Frankly, it was still blank to you. You couldn't make out a single thing he might be thinking right in this moment, even without the mask.

"Well..." you breathe out quietly, reaching between your legs and wiping some slick off, sighing once more.

He clears his throat and thinks about what to say, having spent the most intimate moment with someone he has had in...He can't even recall when.

All those things he just said to you in the heat of the moment.
He wasn't lying, at all.
He just didn't like not having self-control. And you certainly made him lose that. He does not know how to feel.

You turn on the water again and start washing your body.

It may not seem that way, but Ghost was intimitated right now. Very. He just opened up to you in some way and now your back was facing him, the way you kept quiet even though he saw your startled eyes.
He saw that the last part, him finishing inside of you, was not supposed to happen.
But how serious was this?

You took your time cleaning yourself until you turned around, smiling.

"Everything's okay?" He asks, collected now.

You slowly step out the shower and grab a towel, leaving the door open as he follows you right after.

" It's gonna be fine, my period is starting soon and I know my cycle...It was just very...sudden, thats all?"

Of course you worried a bit, anxiety getting the best of you in risky situations like this and always painting out the worst-case scenarios. But you know your cycle and that you're not ovulating right now.

He nods and grabs a towel as well. You stand there in awkward silence as you snap out of it slowly and look at him again.

"Just imagine..." you try to lighten the mood with a bad joke.

"I'd rather not, actually" he grunts and you smile faintly.

"It's gonna be okay..." you mumble, trying to calm yourself too, leaving back to the bedroom.

***

You change into a pyjama and yawn loudly, stretching before entering the bed. Simon was naked now and checked his watch on the nighstand, looking a bit lost.

"Why did you decide to take off your mask?"

" 's uncomfortable"

"But the other times you'd leave it on as well"

"Well, today i didn't want to" he scratches along his abs, setting the alarm on that watch.

"What made it so different this time?"

"Y/n..." he grumbles out

Wait a damn minute.

Your name?
You can't recall ever actually telling him.

"Huh?!"

He puts the watch onto the nighstand, squinting as he gets into bed to lie down.

"You..." you stutter

"You did not figure already when I sent you a whole letter?"

You were flabbergasted. That cheeky bastard.