-Nova- (Negan & Simon 3-Way Fanfiction) (The Walking Dead)

19; façade

Warning: Detailed SMUTTY Sexual Themes and some other shit.

I walk back into the room then took a seat on the sofa, so would he.

I turned on the T.V. then walked up, popping in a dvd.

It would be a Jerry Lewis movie, just my luck.

It was Bellboy, one of my favorites.

Simon went over and grabbed a blanket throwing it over us. I lightly pulled my legs onto the seat as if I was sitting with a skirt.

I felt Simon's arm wrap around my waist and pull me closer to him, I felt his body heat mix with mine I felt, safe.

"So, mind telling me what happened back there?" He'd break the silence.

I sigh. Ugh why bring this up now?

"Well, I think the competition and overall the gore kind of gave me an overloaded rush of adrenaline." I reply, exaggerating some areas.

He'd nod. "Any trauma I should know about?" He'd follow up.

I thought for a moment, actually it seemed like a long time than a moment, suddenly remembering a past event and cringing at the topic.

I'd get off the couch letting out of his grasp and darted to the bathroom, forgetting to shut the door.

I suddenly started to vomit, to the point that my nose started  bleeding. Simon walked in behind me and pulled my hair back, gently rubbing my back.

"Come on, take your time..Relax, just breathe...."

I'd start to cry, letting out a few gasps of choked sobs here and there.

"Shhhhh~ Shh-Shhhh-Shhhh~" 

I managed to cease the urge to do it again, Simon pulled me into an embrace, my face buried into his chest.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked...." he'd speak softly.

"It's.... okay.... It's best to.. get it off your chest..." I reassure him, looking up at him.

More tears rolled down my cheeks and he'd gently wipe away them with his thumbs.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up....again~" He'd joke.

I smirked.

He'd grunt standing up, holding out his hand for me.

I gently took it and he'd lift me up to my feet.

He'd walk with me to the sink and grabbed a new toothbrush for me.

I opened the packaging it came in, tossed it, turned on the water, wetted it up, grabbing the tube of toothpaste and lightly putting a small bit of it on the brush and proceeded to brush my teeth clean.

I spat it out then looked for the mouthwash.

He'd hand it to me and I'd grab the top pouring some of it into the cuplike top, I'd water it down a bit then started swishing it.

I spat it into the sink then rinsed the cup cap, closing the mouthwash and then rinsing my brush.

I turned off the faucet and put my brush on the little shelf for the brushes.

"All better?" He'd ask

I nod.

"Alright. Now back to the movie?"

I shook my head, then climbed onto his lap, straddling.

I scooched back a bit then put my hands directly onto his bulge.