Fem reader
You were a nurse in the infirmary. The first time you met him, he'd been gruff and rude, but you two grew close. You began to notice how often he'd show up for injuries, talking to you, smiling, even laughing.
It was no surprise when he walked in, holding his shoulder.
"Ah, Simon, have a seat." You said, gesturing to the bed.
"Thanks y/n, I think I dislocated it in a fight." Ghost explained.
"Against who?" You asked.
"Enemies." Ghost replied.
"Did you win?"
"Always."
"Alright, definitely dislocated." You sighed, "Ready?"
"Yes ma'am." Ghost sighed.
POP
You moved his shoulder back in place, and he grunted in pain.
"So who actually dislocated it? Because I can tell it was done on purpose."
"No, it was-"
"Ghost." You interrupted sternly.
"Soap." He sighed in defeat.
"If you want to hang out you could just ask." You joked.
"Tonight at 8 do you wanna go play pool at a bar?" He asked.
You blushed lightly, "Sure."
That night you walked into the bar looking super hot. You and him began a game of pool, and he won. You sat and had your drinks, talking and laughing.
"So you got hurt on purpose all those times?" You laughed, a little tipsy.
"Most of the time yeah." Ghost chuckled.
"Well, you can ask for me whenever you need me." You smiled softly.
"Good, I don't enjoy pain." Ghost admitted.
The next day, he came into the infirmity with food, and you spent your break together, eating, laughing, and talking.
Everything was perfect, he'd stopped being a dumbass, and you'd fallen for him.
It was short, Ik, but it's fine, leave suggestions in the comments!
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