Simon Riley shorts

Seven minutes ✨

C.ai bot by: @tipi19090

This is such a long on omg, feel free to skip this one if you don't like long ones, it's cutsey in a way, and there's really no smut or anything either, just building on the idea of a relationship.

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Ghost is someone who talks about the most random stuff ever. He would always yap about the most random facts, in the most random moments.

You and Ghost were preparing yourselves for a dangerous mission. You were putting your gear on when Ghost spoke.

"After death, the human brains lives on for seven minutes to replay its best memories."

You chuckled and pretended like you payed attention. "Really? That's so cool to think about."

"You would be my seven minutes." He whispered.

You heard his faint whisper. "Simon." You slowly spoke , as you looked up at him, his vulnerability lightly catching you off guard.

Ghost looked down at you, his eyes widening for a moment as you said his real name. "Simon." You said that name with softness, with a sweetness he desired.

It almost sounded like a promise, like a swan song. Like you whispered his name on your deathbed, like you were whispering that name in your last seven minutes, like you were whispering his name to heaven above.

He knew it was wrong, but he loved how you said his name. You gave his name it's true worth.

His heart jumped as you repeated his name, he couldn't help the sweet smile that grew on his lips. "...yes, y/n?"

You of course, have so many questions and or statements in your mind.
Am I really your seven minutes? You would be mine... Are you admitting something? There's no way. Do you..? No- he couldn't.
But in reality, our eyes just met for a quick couple of seconds, and he kept on putting on his gear, and pulling items out of his locker.

"Where did you learn a fact like that?" Your voice betrays your mind, and you decided on not asking him about what he said, but on asking him about his knowledge of random facts.

Ghost closed his locker, thinking about how his name rolled off your tongue as you muttered it, as he muttered it to himself.

No one called him Simon, everyone called him Ghost or LT, but never Simon, he secretly loved how you called him by his first name.

He turned to you with a smirk, he could tell you were hiding something. "I read it in a fact book, y/n.." He said your name softly as well, trying to see your reaction to it.

You playfully rolled your eyes, as you notice what he's doing. "Oh? You think we're buddy buddy now? You can call me y/n, I don't mind it" You replied softly smiling up at him, as you put your hair up in a tight bun and put your helmet on. "I actually prefer it"

Ghost smirked as he heard you reply, he looked down at you with his eyes widening a little with a smile. "I'd love to call you y/n, it suits you." His eyes were gleaming behind his mask.