Missed Me? (Albert Wesker X Reader) [Basically Abandoned <,3]

VI. A dream or reality?

I slowly started to wake up once again because I started hearing voices talking about something I couldn't yet identify about what. For that, I would first have to be properly awake. I sat up to rub my eyes and get used to the lights first before I could get a proper listen and then be able to process everything. It took a moment for me to recognize my surrounding once again but the memory came back pretty quickly, leaving me unharmed with the feeling of worry. I took a peak at the clock on the wall, reading that it was around three in the morning. Why would people be up to that time and why is the light in my room still on at this hour? Before I even could stand up, the door opened and none other than Albert Wesker himself stood there with the woman next to him I saw last time. We all shared a silent moment, probably meaning they expected me to be asleep right now.

"Good that you're awake, I would have woken you up by now anyway. Excella you can leave now too if I forgot to mention that before. I can handle the rest myself. Get some sleep." Albert said the last parts pretty annoyed as if she had been talking to him none stop all day. I wonder if that's true if that is his everyday cycle with her. She left with an eye roll in return and mumbled things to herself that sound like insults. Wesker just turns his head slightly to the left as if he would be thinking about looking behind himself to say something to her commentary

"Soo.. what is that you want." I tried to keep my cool and sentences as short as possible to show him that I am still a bit mad at him. It might also be stupid to show that behaviour because of knowing who he is (kind of) but he just scoffs and steps over to me slowly. If he thinks that would make me feel intimidated, he's wrong. If he wouldn't wear these stupid sunglasses, I would be able to look him into his eyes to also show that, but he can see it himself anyway. It just hits differently than it should. Not to miss out on the detail that he for some reason has a somewhat devilish grin on his lips, which does not make the situation better or more comfortable. That seems to be his mission anyway

"Listen Y/N. William might have been nice to you but don't you even dare to expect anything different from me.". That was the first sentence from him that seemed like some kind of order already, immediately showing me who is supposed to have the high ground in this place. I didn't dare to move a muscle until I noticed he kept coming closer without a stop, causing my body automatically to back away to the wall by the bed, till he was pretty much towering over me. Is this a flirting attempt, only in a weird way? Am I even awake right now? The fact that we're so close is making me nervous and the stupid thing is that he notices right away. He only supports that by placing one of his hands next to my head on the wall, leaving me no escape option as if I had one before. His actions don't match up at all with what Berkin told me about this man. Am I special maybe or is he just provoking? If I could guess, I'd probably tend to take the second option.

"The virus hasn't broken out without a reason. If you want to get strong and don't die within two seconds, stay and obey what I have to tell you and nothing bad will happen. Just wanted to make that clear again." He got even closer with his face so we could feel each others breath, just causing me to give him a nod in hope he'll back away at least just a bit. Luck was on my side for this moment and he did. A scoff released his lips, leaving me now confused again.
"Your face is all red, even tho I did nothing. Mind explaining why?"

I was too stunned to respond to that. According to what I am feeling now would be that my cheeks are just getting warmer any second. I couldn't bring myself to do anything else than bury myself under the blanket and just lay down, basically waiting for Wesker to leave and do whatever he has to do
"Well good night Y/N. I'll see you tomorrow at eight in the morning. And if you won't be awake till then, a small surprise might just await you. Now go back to sleep."

And with that, he left. Just like that, as if nothing happened and everything can continue as it was before. Is this man okay?! Why and how did he came to the idea to randomly start fooling around? It doesn't seem like him at all. It's like when he's with me he seems switched out but tries to hide it, like a child trying to find its sexuality. I just want to forget the situation as quickly as possible and get some more rest as long as I can. Now that I've closed my eyes tho, the pictures of the scenery keep flashing up in my head. The decision of ignoring it was the best I could do to quickly fall asleep which luckily also worked as expected.

Guess I'll have to deal with his stupid jokes for some longer.