Working In the Offices (House_Owner X Reader)

Chapter 16

ROSS POV

I wake up to (Y/N)'s hand on my face.

I observe her to see her top has ridden up and is exposing a little too much skin than I'm comfortable with; mainly because we're not in an intimate relationship and I like to see myself as gentleman like.

I carefully slide out of bed, trying not to disturb her.

I walk into the toilet, shutting the door behind me and I begin to pee. As I'm watching my aim, I spot a patch of blood on my shorts.

"Oh, god." I mumble in relisation that I'll have to wash the sheets.

(Y/N) POV - 5 am previously

I wake up and I'm right up against Ross, my legs wrapped around his leg and my hand in his hair.

I blush and quickly move away, seeing a patch of blood on his leg from me. I pretend to not notice and fall asleep again.

ROSS POV

I check the time to see it's 10:23am.

I stumble back into my room and change out of my jeans and shirt into some grey jogging bottoms and a knack top. I take my blood covered clothes and chuck them in front of the washing machine. Strolling into the kitchen, I grab some cereal and flop onto the sofa, watching some old episodes of Toddlers in Tiaras.

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Around an hour or so later, I hear (Y/N) stumbling out of bed and going straight into the bathroom.

The toilet flushes then she hops in with a smile on her face. "Why are you so happy about peeing?"

"I'm off my period. It's been a heavy week." She sighs, chucking her blood covered clothes in the sink and filling the sink with warm water. She mumbles, "Guess I put the pad too far forward."

"We wash dishes in there! And eww." I exclaim, watching her in confusion. She must be out of her mind.

"It's frustrating that you're not a girl." She takes a deep breath. "First of all, you use the dishwasher all the time. Secondly, I don't want my clothes stained, and I'll use disinfectant after."

"Can you wash my shorts? You got blood on them somehow." I ask, finishing my bowl of cereal.

"Yes, master. I'm at your command." She sarcastically says, curtsying. "Don't forget I'm supposed to be ill too."

"Thanks." I then get comfy by pulling a blanket over myself and curling into a ball while watching TV.

(Y/N) POV

After washing all the clothes and throwing them in the washing machine for another clean, I begin to make myself some toast. I search the cupboards and all the chocolate spread is gone.

"Where has the chocolate spread gone?" That's when I spot the empty jar on the counter. "Did you finish it off?"

"Huh? Oh, no. I had cereal, must've been Max. There is some Nutella in there somewhere." Ross flicks through TV channels, trying to find something interesting to watch.

"I don't want that, it's gross." I stick my tongue out to prove my point. "Why can't you have Marmite?"

"Mar...mite?" With a confused look, Ross sits up in his seat.

"Yeah, it's the British version... Of..." I try to think of what it's called. "Vegemite."

"Ew. You like that?"

"I've never tried Vegemite, could be different."

"Still..."

"Shut up and don't judge my food choices."

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After an hour, we're a bundle of blankets, pillows and body parts on the sofa. We're watching the new 'Deadpool.' We've both previously seen it but it's one of my favourite films of 2016.

After it finishes, Ross begins to flick through the many television channels to find something to watch. Suddenly, I feel like I'm about to be sick, I wrestle out of the blankets that are snaked around my legs and rush off to the toilet.

I don't actually vomit, I just feel horrible. I stand in front on the bathroom mirror, looking at myself. I brush my hands through my hair and rub my eyes, walking back into the living room and getting a strange look from Ross.

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The rest of the day is spent falling asleep, watching re runs and stuffing our faces with food. We get a phone call from Max who says he will have to stay late because he needs to help Corey and Tristan with something. So we decide to order pizza.

I order two Pizza's, Ross and I have a Texas BBQ pizza to share while we order an extra spicy one, especially for Max.

When it eventually arrives, I play 'rock, paper, scissors' with Ross to see who has to get up and get the pizza, I lose.

I grab the money layed out on the table and open the door to see a tall, muscular man standing there, a branded baseball cap slanted on his head with his hair flowing out of it. When he meets eyes with me, I gulp, getting chills as his eyes run up and down my body. I'm wearing an unzipped hoodie which exposes my vest underneath it, I have some comfortable joggers and odd socks also.

"Well, hey there." He winks at me, visibly flexing his muscles at me. "How are you doing, beautiful?"

I've never been good at getting compliments, and when I just want to get my food and go it makes it a lot more awkward. So, I'm a little shocked at his words at first, shuffling on my feet while fiddling with the money in my hands. "Ugh... I..."

"Aww, you're a shy one, aren't you? I like my woman that way, too awkward to even say thanks." Slightly leaning forward, I can examine his face a little closer to see his green eyes, stubble and him biting his lip.

"C-Can I just have my food?" I'm blushing, too awkward to meet his eyes as he is so close to me.

"But I want so much more..." He raises his hand to my face, lining my jaw with his index finger and thumb.

I'm shaking with fear, scared of what's happening in front of my own eyes and just wanting to get away from him. I meet his eyes again and he's looking at something behind me with a confused look.

"So, what's happening here, then?" I hear Ross behind me, the man leans back and has a stern look on his face.

"Why do you care?" The man defensively asks, "Are you her boyfriend or something?"

I'm about to say something on the lines of 'Oh, no we're just friends' when Ross stands directly behind me, his chest on my back, hands on my hips and hugging me.

"Yes, yes I am. So I would appreciate it of you could just give us our pizza and leave."