XI. Questions and suggestions

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These eyes seem so familiar to me out of the blue that I can't even explain to myself where I could have met him before. He took notice right away of my confused staring, starting to stroke my cheeks right away as probably a tool for calming me down. It worked after some time, and I retrieved a gentle smile in return. I slowly got up for a gentle stretch as I grabbed my clothing back, ready to dress up again. Just as Albert wanted to say something, we heard his laptop making noises. Because he immediately went to it to check what that was about, I could tell it's important. As he read the message he seems to have gotten, he crossed his arms and let out a sigh.

"What's the matter?" I asked him curiously, him seeming disappointed on the other side tho. He let out a sigh as he put on his gloves again, adjusting them to their best. He closes the message, writing some things down on paper that already had things written down on it, so I'm just guessing he was planning something and now is about to finish it. He's giving off stressed energy, automatically reading that whatever this plan is, it has to be started and finished as soon as possible. He looks over at me and seems to be thinking about something as he grabs his glasses. Before putting them on, he cleaned them and took a deep breath.

"Y/N, how about we have some private training later? Just us two, trying to teach you how to fight. How does that sound?" He offered with slight hesitation. At first, I wasn't sure if I should say yes, but I guess it's for the better. Who knows what might happen in the next few days? I'd rather be prepared to know fighting skills than just stand there and watch or have to run. I prefer to help my loved ones as much as I can, even if it might cost my life. I told him I'd be up for it to give it a try, which made him smile almost right away. He asked me to which time I would have it preferred, or else we would do it in two hours, but I suggested that it also could be done in the middle of the night. I can be quite the night owl, so I wouldn't mind if it would be that late, so I could at least be really tired for once. He thought about the suggestion, making an expression that seems almost as if he didn't like it that way. Yet he agreed, making me the smiling one instead. Now that we have solved that, I'm now asking myself if I should make myself on the way back for now so he could prepare things maybe or just get some peace in general. As I wanted to ask him tho, he told me I'm free to stay if I please, as if he read my mind. It caused me to smile once again. It's so nice knowing he cares about me in some way as often said already but it still is a matter of fact to get used to it.

"Wesker.. I've got a question about the virus that is currently possessing the world.". His gaze immediately fell on me, telling me he is listening and waiting for my whole question.

"It's like.. what does it do with the humans and why is all of this even happening? Do you maybe have anything or someone who knows more about it? I would be more than grateful if you would share some of the info with me if you can.". I asked him hesitantly, one thing after another. He didn't seem too excited about the questions but what should I have expected otherwise? He placed his hands on both my shoulders and gave me a gentle head tilt, responding with a short sentence that he'll explain it to me another day. I can be patient about things but sometimes I'm the total opposite and my curiosity is getting ahead of me. He knows very well that I want to know what's going on but he must have his reason to yet keep it a secret.

I looked a bit around, in the hope to find something I could keep myself else busy with if he would be busy. A few books I could read, and maybe something to draw on some paper too but that's greatly it. I thought about grabbing a book at first but then came to other thoughts that it might be better to go to be realistic. Just as my eyes fell on the door, a knock could be heard. Albert took a peak at a clock to be able to tell time, telling me with his sigh he let out once again that he is suspecting someone he isn't too happy about at the moment. The door opened and who else would have come in than Excella. Her eyes burnt with inner rage as soon as she saw me but immediately seemed to have calmed down which makes me suspicious. I took a more comfortable seat on the couch this time and watched as she opened her small suitcase, taking out what seems like a syringe. On it stands something like 'PG67 A/W.' Doesn't sound like a drug to me, more like needed medication. Didn't know Albert had to take daily meds if that's supposed to be it.

She pretends like I'm not even there and starts talking with him about things. I don't even listen to what they're talking about, instead decide to clean my nails out of boredom, waiting for her to leave. I know I could do so myself, but it feels like I would lose for some reason if I'd do so. At what would I even lose? Am I even still properly sane?

Rather than constantly questioning my sanity now, I took a peak over to them to see if their little business is done but saw Excella placing her hand on his side, letting it trace over his stomach, slowly wanting to go down as she talks about something like that she must've proven her worth now. I thought I'm not seeing correctly. Am I seriously getting jealous right now? What's the matter with me? As he grabbed her by her chin tho, telling her that perhaps she did, leaving her with an annoyed expression because of his response. Everything is pure gold comedy for me. I did indeed have to smile because her little attempt got rejected like this. Oh, if she would know what this man already did what can only be a wish for her that won't even come true that easily. Knowing now that Wesker has zero interest in her, I feel like I can leave at ease. I wished the two a great time and took my leave now to maybe pay birkin a small visit.

I'm starting to actually get the hang of this place and enjoy myself.

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