Swiss was very much not over it.It had been three days now, and he hadn't said anything to you. He'd been avoiding you-not that you had been seeking him out. If he wasn't going to talk, then you weren't either.
Except that wasn't up to you. Copia had pulled you aside yesterday, asking you to fix your issues with the multi ghoul before the next ritual. It was now half an hour before going on stage, and you were debating just how mad Copia would be if you didn't.
Pacing around your room, that bubble of guilt rose up inside you as your thoughts turned back to Swiss. He hadn't been his normal self, and you were worried about him. Even without Papa's interference, you knew that you wouldn't be able to go on stage without at least trying to get things back to normal with Swiss.
The unresolved tension was grating on you to the point that you couldn't ignore it. Just like how you could no longer ignore the fact that you really fucking cared about Swiss.
But by Satan, he sure had a way of pissing you off.
Flipping on your helmet so you were ready for the show, you made your way out into the corridor and down towards Swiss's dressing room.
Before you could talk yourself out of it, you knocked at the door, knowing full well that Swiss would have already sensed your presence. If he didn't answer then you could at least tell Copia you tried.
He's head over heels for you.
You pushed Aurora's words out of your mind. You were only making things up with Swiss, not confessing anything. That was if he even opened-
The door swung open, revealing the multi ghoul, also fully dressed and ready for the ritual.
"Hey Swiss," you greeted tentatively.
"Hey," he said back, his voice friendly.
That was a good sign. He hadn't slammed the door on you either-this was going a lot better than how you had imagined.
"Copia told me he doesn't want us fighting during a ritual. And I've been worried about you Swiss," you said the last part softly. As much as you wanted to be mad at him for the past three days, you found yourself missing him. Even his relentless teasing.
"Yeah, Copia said the same to me. I was just about to go see you." Swiss braced one hand against the doorway. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you after the ritual. What you and Dew did-I wasn't expecting that." He smiled sheepishly at the last part.
Relief surged through you at his words and you offered him a small smile back.
"I'm sorry too, for what we did, and for what I said after."
Swiss shook his head. "It's okay. I know it was Dew's idea, he knew exactly what he was doing. I should've taken it out on him, not you."
"Then you guys should probably sort your shit out too."
"Already done." Swiss smiled smugly. "If Aurora wasn't there then he might have gotten more than just a black eye."
You huffed a laugh. That explained the scratches on one of his forearms. Dew must have left those on him during their fight. You were almost disappointed you missed it.
"I take it Aurora broke you two up?" Though she was tiny compared to the other ghouls, that didn't mean she couldn't be intimidating when she needed to be.
Swiss nodded. "She practically dragged me off Dewdrop. Also helped clear some other things up as well." He grimaced at that, pulling at his vest.
You tilted your head quizzically, wondering what had needed clearing up. He caught your look, sighing as an embarrassed smile crept across his face.
YOU ARE READING
Stage Lights
FanfictionSwiss x ghoul reader Swiss manages to make you mess up during a concert, and you are so going to get him back. If only it were that simple. ******** "I didn't lose." Swiss tilted his head, hand squeezing...