Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

43. Opening up

You sat outside crying and smoking your cigarette.

All the things Grace just threw on your head.

You felt stupid, since she did have a point.

You weren’t really careful when it came to this type of stuff. But you also felt like she could’ve said it in a more polite manner. Whatever.

You hear some steps approaching you and turn around, facing König.

You had to look up, that’s how tall he was. Much taller than Ghost.

“You got into a fight?” he asks quietly. You nod and throw the cigarette butt onto the ground, stepping on it.

“Silly one yeah...Nothing…” you wipe your tears. König nods and gets something out his pocket, squeezing his hand in there really. His thighs were remarkable, you wonder how he even fit into his pants.

As he pulls his hand out he offers you a gum.

“Oh I’d…love to actually, yes. Thank you.” you say as you take one, handing the box right back to him.

“Helps me after being frustrated about something or feeling anxious.”

“You and anxious?” you smile, chewing and taking a deep breath, causing the menthol to slightly burn in your throat. It’s a nice sensation though.

“Yes. Sometimes.” He says, fixing his mask and looking around. You observe his body language, he was fiddling with his right hand as his left one was in his pocket. As soon as he notices you looking his arms cross though and he looks right into your eyes.

“Will you two still play your show tonight?”

“Yes, we have to…I need the money.” You say, thinking about Ghosts offer to pay Königs salary.

“König uhm…What did you think of Simon?”

“Bit rude wasn’t he…?” he mumbles, keeping his eyes on the streets now as they start to become more crowded.

“Yeah…I’m sorry for that.”

“Well, he seems to be protective of you, that is good," he huffs out.
"And as a Lieutenant he sure knows how to take care of you and all. He must know his responsibilities.”

“Yes…I guess so…” you think, remembering last night with him.

The way he held you as you fell asleep, probably not even sleeping himself.

Finally knowing what’s under the mask.

Him kind of…Opening up to you about how he feels.
You weren’t 100% sure if he meant those things, but you were pretty certain he did. It was all very different. Also, giving you kisses before leaving?

That means something, you’re sure.

You can feel your heart getting warm. The warmth spreading all over your chest and up to your head. You felt loved.

Maybe you were exaggerating, maybe you weren’t.

When you got back into the backstage there were other girls too by now and Grace did not pay any attention to you. It hurt, but you knew you’re gonna work this out and it wouldn’t make your oncoming show any less grand.
Your chemistry just worked, no matter what.
You’ve been through too much together.

You finish your outfit, clipping rhinestones onto your bra and fixing your garter belt. Today it was all about sparkles and diamonds. You were playing an angel, and Grace the devil.