Bella Ramsey Oneshots

Bathing is essential

704 words

Requested by - "Comforting Bella after a long day or vise versa..."

Also Happy Sunday! Hope y'all are ready for my new Ellie Williams book.

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                 The air conditioning blasted as you made your way through the door, filming had just ended for the day and you were exhausted. Covered in dirt and grime, your clothes hung tightly to your body, the smell of sweat following as you walked. Your blood covered shoes dragged along the floor, the noise of shuffling filling the air.

                        You had just worked a long grueling day, running from people in costume's with converse on your feet. They had little to no support, causing your feet to ache with such intensity. Slowly bending down, you began to untie them slowly. Having high-tops on had its perks, the slight ankle support helped with not spraining your ankle, untying them was not. 

                       Finally kicking them off, they laid neatly by the door to your trailer, still clad in your dirty clothes, you walked slowly to the small red couch. Plopping down with a large sigh, you lift your legs and settle them on the small coffee table in front of you. You close your eyes softly, looking for solace from the harsh overhead lighting. A knock sounded from your trailer door, followed by the bustling noise of someone walking in. Peeking one eye open, youre greeted with the sight of Bella.

                      Their hair was still in a ponytail but they were clad in clean clothes. They must have went to their trailer before making their trip, dressing in comfortable clothing. "Hey." They greeted sweetly, arms full of food. "Can I put these somewhere?"

                    Moving your feet from the table, "Yeah, just on the table is fine."

                     Dropping the array of food on the table, a loud clatter followed in suit. "You smell." he laughed, "Why didn't you change?"

                     "It was a long day." you shrugged

                     "Okay, well, I'm gonna run you a bath." Pulling their hair in a bun, they walked towards the bathroom. Opening the door and disappearing. The sound of water running filled the trailer, a new noise to drown out the silence that bared over the two teens. Bella's' feet bouncing off the ground, they walked over to the couth with a bounce in their step. Grabbing your hand from where it lay, they pull you up. "C'mon, up up."

                      Pulling you roughly from your seated position, they push you towards the door. Stopping once you get in. They shut the door quietly behind them. "Strip." they say teasingly.

                       You groan in annoyance, "Don't be a creep."

                       "I'm not being a creep. Just get in the tub." A large smile was planted on his face, "Ill close my eyes."

                        You hum in response as you begin undressing, pulling the sticky clothes off and throwing them onto the floor. As you did, you looked up to Bella, making sure their eyes were shut. Kicking off the last of your clothes, you hurriedly climb into the warm water. Sitting down as bubbles rushed to close any gaps. "Alright, I'm in."

                        Bella opened one eye, peeking before opening both. Making their way the edge of the tub, sitting gently on their knees on the floor. Rolling their long sleeves up, they dips their hands into the water. Cupping it with ease, "Head back." he instructs. Following instructions, you roll you head back, letting them wet your hair.

                         Reaching over you, they grabbed the shampoo and puts a generous amount in their hand. Lathering it in both hands and bringing it to your scalp. Massaging lightly as the suds overtook your head. You both sat in silence. Bella humming lightly to whatever song played in their head while washing your hair. As the water started to become colder, they quickly finished washing your hair before getting up and leaving you to get redressed.

                        Opening the bathroom door, the steam rolled out as you walked to the couch. Slowly sitting down. The aches in your body were lessened by the warmth of the bath. Slowly laying your head on the teens lap, they began brushing your hair with their fingers. Getting the knots and stress to relieve itself from your roots.

                       You spent the night, head in their lap, he talked quickly. Never letting their mouth close, your eyes glaze over and flutter shut. Letting sleep overtake your body.