skulls | simon riley imagines.

naps.

You and Simon are practically best friends. You work together, you play around and joke with each other, You nap together, he always has your back and you always have his. You do stand up for him, when the other recruits are talking about how scary and how much of a hard ass he really is.

You guys are pretty close, you've opened up to simon and he opened up to you recently. You stayed by his side all night, eventually falling asleep beside him as he held you in his arms. Seeing the way you two act, everyone thinks you're dating. Even though, you aren't. Don't get me wrong, Simon is a great man and he takes care of you well. You're just not sure if he feels the same way back. Little do you know that he does, he does like you. He gets angry every time a recruit talks about you in a suggestive manner, yelling at them. Every time, some officer decides to pick on you—he stands up for you, even if you didn't need him too.

This particular day you were in his room, playing video games on the console. You were looking for him, wanting to spend time with him. You were looking for someone to talk to, having a rough day today. Instead, you confided in some modern warfare, call of duty. You were an ace when it came to the game, although Simon was a bit better than you. You could still face off though, like you usually did with him on the mobile game. Playing a free for all match against him, with you and him killing each other back and forth, sometimes you get away with killing him more.

You looked at your phone, looking at the time as you looked at the door. He should he arriving from his mission in the next hour or so. You sat, leaning against the frame as you focused on your game. As you tossed and turned finding a right position, you started to feel sleepy. You decided to nap, maybe you'll awake before he comes.

Which turns out to be the opposite. Your breath was soft and deep as you hugged yourself, sleeping soundly. The door opened as he entered the room, immediately taking notice of you on his bed. He dropped his stuff, walking towards you as he loomed over, looking down at you. He admired your sleeping face, his hand came down cupping your cheek as he swiped his thumb over it, affectionately. He pulled away, shutting off the tv as he walked into the bathroom.

45 minutes later, he walked out of the restroom, hair damp hidden underneath his mask. He wore a black sweatshirt, using his hands to push the sleeves up and some sweats. His head turned towards you again, sleeping soundly. He stalked towards you, walking towards the other side as he gets onto the bed. You didn't move, knee sinking into the mattress as he positioned himself beside you. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest. He snuggled his face into the crook of your neck, taking in your scent that drives him absolutely crazy. He pulled you even close towards him, if possible; your back pressed against his chest. He let out a sigh, letting himself relax beside you. He let out shallow breaths before his eyes, his fluttered shut, head leaning slightly towards yours. You moved around slightly, leaning even more against his chest. His eyes fluttered open, looking down at you for a brief second before closing his eyes, wrapping his arm around your waist.

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Sorry for the long wait. I don't even know when I last posted because @wattpad deletes the revision histories for my chapters. That pisses me off but anyways, I hope you enjoy. It is a little short.