FBI, Open My Heart (Ash R6 x Male Reader)

Nightmare

Y/n's Point of View, the same night

*In dream*

I was walking down to the store with Mark. We met in first grade, and boy were we tough. We fought the biggest guys in high school, yeah my parents and sister didn't like it when I did, but I did it in self-defense. So, we were walking to the store when a man in a white mask stood in front of us. "Excuse us." I say, trying to pass him. The man kept walking in front of us for a few minutes. Mark and I got pissed and tried to hit him, only to get taken down in one sweep of his leg. The masked man brought a pistol out of his jacket and aimed it at my head. I raise my hands and get on my knees, still being held at gunpoint. Mark had enough of this and tackled the man. He was kicked off and was shot in the head. But before he was shot, he yelled "Run Y/n! My mom and dad will understand!" I ran like a coward. I let my best friend die.

 *Out of dream* 

"Ah!" I yell, waking Eliza up. She looked at me and sat on my bed.

I wipe my head of my sweat and breathe heavily. I look away from her and messed with my hair. I never realized, but Eliza stayed in my room. I sit at the edge of my bed before walking to the kitchenette. Eliza followed me and sat on the counter. "What happened?" She asked in a soothing tone.

 "I'll tell you at breakfast." I respond.

 "Y/n, I want to know." She said, keeping her composure.

 "I said, we will talk about this at breakfast." I raise my voice, making Eliza look at me and nod.

 "Fine. Be that way." She called before closing her door.

 "What have I done? I fuck everything up." I tell myself, all the memories of failure coming back. I couldn't contain it anymore, I punched my door, leaving my knuckles bloody. I sat in the bed, staring at the ceiling. I try and manage my breathing, though it made me even angrier.

Out of frustration, I started crying. Tears burning from anger, vision loss occurring with it. I decide that I had enough. I walk to Eliza's door and knocked. She opened the door and gave me a look that said "why the fuck are you here?" I didn't say anything because I knew what she was going to say.

 "I'm sorry." I quietly say before walking away.

 "Wait..." I turn and see Eliza with a smile on her face. "Don't be."

 I give her a small smile and lay on my bed. "Fuck these nightmares. Fuck the guy who killed my friend." I say, falling asleep.

3rd Person Point of View

Little did Y/n know, Eliza was behind his door, eavesdropping on his conversation. She felt bad for the kid. He lost his friend to a random killer. She decided to make breakfast for him.

*timeskip brought to you by Eliza drinking coffee, watching the sunrise*

A yell was heard in the kitchenette of Eliza's studio apartment. Y/n propped himself onto the bed frame, looking at his hand he bandaged earlier. He smelt a pleasant smell coming from the kitchenette. He rose and opened his broken door. "Note to self, I need to buy a door." He said to himself, making his way through the hall. When he entered Eliza's view, she gave him a big smile plastered on her face. He walked over to her and smiled.

 "What's this for?" He asked curiously, trying to get a piece of bacon, getting it smacked out of his hand. "Ow."

 "I heard you last night, I'm sorry you lost your friend." Eliza said with sympathy.

Y/n understood what she meant. "Don't be, that was 5 years ago. There's no need to be sorry."

 Eliza smiled and handed him a plate of food. They both ate in silence until Y/n's phone rang. Meghan was calling him. "Hey sis..........Oh.........I see. I'll call you back, I gotta go to work. Bye, love you too." Y/n sighed and smiled. Eliza came back with her uniform on and shot him a confused look.

 "Why are you smiling? Weren't you talking to your sister? Siblings hate each other, right?" She asked rapidly, Y/n finishing his food.

 "Yeah I was, but....She's excited to see our parents. She's off for a week already." Y/n chuckled, walking to his room. "Oh yeah, remind me to buy a door."

 *timeskip brought to you by Y/n and Eliza watching a robbery go down, shooting the guy with a tranquilizer*

 "Another day, another night worth sleeping for." Eliza said as Y/n brought in a door. "What are we going to do with the other door?"

 Y/n hummed and shrugged his shoulders. "We can chuck it out the window."

 "Deal."

 Y/n and Eliza bonded more that night, talking about Meghan, life, and whatever else came to mind. When it was time to sleep, Eliza did a thing that no-one else would expect. She hugged Y/n. Though he was confused, Y/n returned the favor, earning a gasp from Eliza. When they released the hug, Eliza was blushing. "G-goodnight, Y/n." She ran off before Y/n said anything.

Y/n decided to wear just shorts and a Bon Jovi shirt for tonight. He laid in bed and smiled. He started tapping on his legs, soon falling asleep.