Cold. - Ghost x FTM reader

3 - falling

After you finished training, you and Simon headed back to your shared quarter. As soon as you stepped past the doorframe, you leaped onto your bed and flopped over. You sighed, as ghost walked into the room and placed both of your bags on the floor beside the nightstand. He sauntered across the room and then he started to take off his gym clothes, which as you already established were 'weird for a gym.' He took off his jacket, and he threw it on the floor, heading over to the bed.

"Mind if I head out for a bit, boy? Johnny wants to speak with me." He asked, leaning down to you. "Oh, yeah, that's fine." You said, watching him stand up and walk around the bed, and out of the room closing the door behind him. You layed your head back and sighed, not thinking too much. Once your brain started to work again, you sat up, and rubbed your neck. Looking down at your sweaty outfit, you realized you had to change. After changing out of your clothes, you were left in a white tee-shirt, and black sweatpants.

You were a little cold, and you stood up, going to close the window yet realizing it was already closed. "Huh." You said, disappointed. Then, something on the floor caught your attention. His sweater. You leaned down, and picked it up, looking at it. It felt warm, and you could tell it was kind of sweaty. Without thinking, you sniffed it, and not to your surprise, it smelled like him. You blushed a little while doing so, and you smiled while stuffing your face in it embarrassed. You took off your own shirt, and threw it on the floor, slipping on his jacket, feeling warmer already. The soft material against your skin gave you a warm feeling, and you just then realized how big it actually was on you.

You knew that you and ghost had a size difference, but you didn't expect it to be this much of one. You went to the bathroom, and you looked into the mirror, seeing how ridiculous you looked. You giggled a little, stepping out of the bathroom. You were smelling it again, holding the sleeves up to your nose, when you heard the door knob twist. "Hey, I forgot my-"

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Simon had walked back in the room, and he saw you, standing there in his sweater, nose deep in the soft material. You looked up at him, and you stood there, staring at him like he had caught you committing a murder. "Is that my sweater, Y/N?" He questioned, leaning up against the doorframe. You blushed, and kept the eye contact. "Uh- uhm- would you be mad if it was?" You replied. Ghost just chuckled. "You're fine, kid. You look good in it." He said, walking past you and grabbing his phone from his gym bag.

"So, it's fine?" You asked the man, as he stood in front of you. "Yeah, it's all good." He placed his large hand on your shoulder, and you blushed. Ghost snickered a little bit. "You're blushing, Y/N." Your eyes widened. "Am I? I- no, I can't be. I'm not." You said, looking up at him and giggling. "Alright then, little guy." He said, walking away. He walked out of the door, and shut it halfway before stopping. He looked back at you and said, "by the way, you look cute in it." You covered your mouth with your hand, blushing. You giggled and jumped on the bed, oddly flustered by the situation that happened.

Your mind was filled with thoughts of him now, just thinking about this man sent you over the top, giggling and blushing as butterflies filled your stomach. You thought about the bathroom, the way he leaned over you, how tall he was, his breath on your neck. Shivers. You covered your face, and relished in the thought of this man, until you eventually passed out and took a nap. You woke up, and you rubbed your eyes, confused. 'Fuck, I fell asleep' You thought to yourself. You looked around you, outside the window. It was dark. Simon was tucked into the bed beside you, yet he was awake, and scrolling on his phone. He was in his mask, wearing his gloves in a Grey hoodie. Everything below his chest was under the blanket, which is when you realized you were tucked under too, but you remember being ontop of the sheets before? And also not even being in that position, you were sideways on the bed, but you woke up tucked in and on one of the pillows.

"How'd you rest, Y/N?" Ghost asked you. "Uhh, pretty good.. did you uh- did you tuck me in?" You asked him. "Mhm. Thought you'd be more comfy that way, mate." He responded, looking over at you. "You like my sweater, hm?" He asked. "Oh, yeah- it's pretty comfy.." You said, blushing and smiling at him. "I know i said this already, but you look pretty good in it." You got butterflies again. It's like he was igniting a fire inside of you. You giggled and layed down, nuzzling into the pillow. "G'night, ghost." "Sleep well, Y/N."

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Hey guysss! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I'm sorry it's so short, I know I could've put more effort, but there are more chapters to come ^^

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