The White Pill (Ruvik X Reader)

Teared apart

New chapter. On time. I'm so proud of myself.

I hope you don't kill me for this.

~Ruvik~

He observed as [y/n] wrapped the gauze around his neck in complete silence. The never ceasing heat of his body seemed to be getting even deeper as she started reaching to his face. He noticed the way her eyes cautiously wandered all over his exposed scars as she progressed with her work – which he had to admit, was pretty good – leaving him very self-conscious.

When she ended her work on his neck her eyes slowly searched for his, seeming to be studying every one of his traces on the way. Her lips curled in small satisfied smile when she finally looked at him, and Ruvik had no idea what to do with himself. He felt like a confused child, the fact that he didn't know what was happening to him made him feel terrified. But at the same time, the girl's presence made him feel strangely at ease.

[y/n] reached for his chin. Her touch was so soft that it left a ghostly sensation. It felt slightly good, and Ruvik unconsciously leaned at her touch. Momentarily forgetting about the awkward situation they were in.

"I hope now you understand that your scars have no effect on me, Ruvik" she traced his lips with her thumb, but her eyes never left his. "But I have to admit those glowing eyes...they're just captivating."

He had nothing to say, so he kept observing her in silence. She could read his mind anyway, so there was no need to tell her anything even if his mind was a complete mess in the moment. The truth was that not even he knew what he was thinking anymore. To be honest Ruvik had kind of given up on trying to understand those strange feelings and thoughts growing inside him. Right now he was completely driven by pure instinct. There was no more logic. No more nothing.

He noticed she wasn't making any move to finish with his bandages and his mind was filled by curiosity. "Aren't you going to continue?"

She smiled and shook her head. "I would probably make you look like a mummy and end up suffocating you to death, so I don't believe that's a good idea." [y/n] took another roll of gauze and reached for his right hand "I can help with this though..."

Ruvik smirked at her comment before replying "Would you really use gauze as a weapon? I think I might have underestimated you, [y/n]. You're a dangerous person." He watched carefully as she wrapped the piece of cloth around his fingers, making small adjusts as she continued. She didn't seem to mind.

[Y/n] chuckled and then made a serious face "Of course I would. You better be more careful around me mister, I might set a trap with it and make you fall off the stairs." Suddenly her expression hardened, Ruvik noticed. She bit her lower lip before letting out an angered huff and whispering "Maybe I should do this to Marcelo..."

The happy atmosphere seemed to have been completely crashed by the mentioning of Jimenez's name, and Ruvik had no idea of why [y/n] would bring him up at a time like this. His gaze left the girl's face for a moment and only then did he notice she was still half naked.

He held her wrist. "Let me take care of your wound before you catch a cold."

[y/n] looked at him seeming a little confused by his sudden action. "But your hand..."

Ruvik shook his head, interrupting her. "You can finish it later. Now, let me see." He ordered.

The girl stared at him for a second. He thought that maybe she was wondering if she should insist in finishing what she started, but his demanding tone probably made her decide against it. She turned to the side, having to completely sit on the bed. Her shirt was still resting on her lap, but strangely she didn't seem as uncomfortable as she had before. Ruvik mentally smiled at that.