Smoke and Mirrors (Ash x Mira)

Cuddles

Ash POV

As you got off the chopper your fellow FBI swarmed around you. The asked you how you survived. "That would be me." Mira said coming up from behind you. She took your hat and held it in front of you. She leaned over and kissed you. Your cap blocked your teammates view. She placed your hat back on your head and picked you up bridal style. You turned to your teammates, their faces were filled with confusion. Jordan's jaw dropped. "Okay, I think you made your point." You said looking up at Mira. "True, But you look adorable so, Goodbye." She started caring you away.

Gently, she placed you down on your bed. It was still unmade. She tucked you in and started removing her armor. You adverted your gaze when she started to change. After about a minute she was done. She wore a plain black t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. 

Instead of climbing into her own bed, she crawled up next to you. You felt her arm wrap around your waist. You curled up next to her. The two of you laid there in silence, and dozed off again. 

The next morning...

You woke up to Mira's warm embrace. She was already awake. You sat up realizing you had curled up, right into her chest. Your face heated up in embarrassment. She chuckled at your realization. "It's okay, Eliza. I didn't mind." Her response made you even more self conscious. She sat up and you realized just how tight her shirt was. She raised an eyebrow as she followed your gaze. Her face was still caked with dust from the basement. You looked down and realized just how dirty you were. "I'm going to go take a shower." You said stepping towards the bathroom. She handed you a towel and you stepped in.

You looked in the mirror and realized just how bad you looked. Your red hair was a pale white from the dust. Your face was also covered in drywall and dust. You had a dozen little scratches. Your clothes were torn and dirty. Your pant leg was torn and stained crimson with your blood. 

You carefully removed the tattered clothes and turned on the shower. Warm water sprayed out onto your body. Steam rose up all around you. You squirted some shampoo into your palms. Your hands ran through your knotted hair, scrubbing in the shampoo in. You watched the sudds swirl around the drain as the water ran across your head. You stuck out your arm and watched the dust fade away. Bruises had formed over your ribs. You could still feel that mans foot on your head. You had never been so scared, you thought you were going to die there. And you would have if it weren't for Mira. 

Quickly, you finished up and wrapped yourself in a towel. When you stepped out you found that your bed had been stripped. Mira turned towards you with a towel already in hand. "I put them in the wash." She said stepping past you. The water started up and you opened your dresser. You pulled out a pair of shorts and tank top. You calmly waited for Mira. When she stepped out she tossed her towel aside. Your face heated up at the sight. You looked up at the roof. She chuckled at your actions. "I don't mind if you peek." She said with a hint of subduction in her voice. You started blushing even harder. After she was dressed the two of you made your way down to the cafeteria for some breakfast.