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Albert Wesker x Reader ~Part 9~

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    You quickly slammed the door and ran to your shirt that was crumpled on the coffee table. You were struggling to get in on, both nervous and embarrassed from the event that you were so graciously blessed with, you currently looked very similar to a four year old who was dressing themselves for the first time, one arm and head both stuck in your shirt, while the other arm kept waving back and forth in an effort to aid your trapped head. During your struggle you didn't notice the door slowly opening. Wesker chuckled at seeing you extremely flustered because of a you current inability to put on a shirt. He walked up to you and helped you pull down your shirt. Your face was very red and sadly you were a little out of breath from your fight with the devil shirt. Your hands were at your sides, Wesker however was still holding on to the bottom of your shirt with his thumbs and index fingers. His face hinted that he still was very much amused at your current state while yours showed annoyance, defensiveness and a sprinkle of defiance.

    "Please don't touch me" you said as you walked around him to close and lock the door. When you walked back to Wesker, you noticed that his body was turned half way his vest was the only thing missing, he had taken on a defensive pose, his face was now void emotion, his good humor ran out the door before you closed it. You motioned to the couch as you made your way to the small kitchen, Chris never cooked, and Claire rarely did, so they never seemed bothered by how small it was. You however complained constantly when making food that it was a kitchen small enough for toddlers to play in, Chris bought you a knife set afterwards to try and make you feel better, he has gotten into the habit of buying you a lot of knifes to try and compensate, since he didn't want you using a gun. Wesker turned and sat on the side of the couch that was near the kitchen. 

"Would you like anything to drink, or eat. There is some fruit and crackers you can have" you offered as you started to make some hot cocoa.

"Coffee if you can. The fruit and crackers would suffice as well, I'm feeling peckish today" he said while taking off his gloves to place them on the coffee table then leaning back into a more comfortable position.This is so werid, he's acting like nothing has happened between us, he's back to being how he use to be, kind of, I mean at least he is using his manners now and not being a colossal prick . Not that I don't mind, it's just so strange its  like flipping a switch, you thought as you grabbed a plate to put the fruit and crackers on. You went to the coffee table to place the plate of food down and then went back to the kitchen, you made sure not to make eye contact with him, you just didn't know what to do yet. You made your hot cocoa first and then Wesker's coffee, you were about to add creamer in it out of habit in making coffee for Claire but caught yourself before you did.

"Cream or sugar?" you asked, not daring to look up and look at his face. There was so much tension and you didn't have the or knowledge strength to cut it, you just left it to fester.

"That won't be necessary" he said, he on the other hand, hadn't taken his eyes off you you since he placed his gloves on the coffee table. You walked over, carefully watching the cups to make sure none of the hot liquid spilled onto the floor or your hands. You set Wesker's coffee next to the plate of fruit, then walked over to the other side of the couch and sat down. You took a couple of sips before you grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V., looks like they're playing Aliens again, the movie isn't bad but this is the second time today that its playing on this channel, can't they play the first one?.

   
You both sat in silence, the tension was constant, it was as thick and prominent as the wet heat in a sauna. Wesker had been sipping on his coffee slowly and the food on the plate had gone down quiet a bit, maybe he's hungry, I should have offered more. He seems to be enjoying the movie though, he has't taken his eyes off of it, I wish he would just take off his sunglasses again. It was so nice seeing his eyes, it felt like I could see him, there wasn't a reflective barrier that showed my eyes, it showed me...him. Even though it wasn't that bright inside the apartment, he never seemed bothered by his sunglasses. Deciding that you were going to make it hard to keep on the sunglasses, you got up and turned off the lights completely.

    When you sat back down you noticed Wesker didn't seem to mind that the lights were off, he still had his sunglasses on. His question caught you off guard, you weren't expecting him to speak and what you were expecting him to say was some sort of insult or complaint about the lights.

"How are your injuries?" he said while keeping his eyes on the television. Your hand went to your leg, your thumb grazed over your wound, the bump that you felt through your pants not as noticeable as before but still there.

"Much better", you were surprised by how quiet your response was and wondered if Wesker had heard you at all.

"Seems that  Miss Chambers's abilities haven't degraded" Wesker said calmly. Your eyes widened, you were scared that Rebecca was going to loose her job. She wasn't suppose to be taking supplies and she really wasn't suppose to be using them for her own personal needs, the supplies were meant for emergency treatments within the station and on missions. You turned to him to try and explain, to try and not get her fired to make make a deal or to repay for all the supplies she's used up but Wesker put up his hand to stop you from speaking.

    "It's alright, Miss Chambers's career is not in any danger and neither is yours" he said as he put the now empty cup back on the coffee table. The plate was now vacant of food as well. You closed your open mouth and returned back to the movie. On the screen the little girl, Newt, was asking Ripley if she could stay with her as she slept. Something inside you clicked, for some odd reason a burst of 'I don't care what happens' and confidence coursed through your veins.

    You stood up and went in front of Wesker, there wasn't much space between him and the coffee table so your legs were touching. Your face started to feel warm but your mind was blank, and uncaring. You were still aware of what you were doing, but your mind didn't find it important enough to think about. You bent over so that you were eye to eye, looking in what you guessed would be were his eyes were, you slowly brought your hands to his sunglasses. He remained still as a death, he wanted to know what you were up to, he wanted to know how far you would go.

    Your fingers were cold against his face, his sunglasses felt thin and strong yet fragile at the same time. You raised the back part to lift it off his ears, then pulled it forward, once off his face you didn't look at his eyes, Your eyes remained on the sunglasses. You tucked in the arms of the sunglasses towards the frame, you placed them on the coffee table, then returned to your original position. You both started at each other, not one of you said anything or moved towards or away from each other either, the sound of a panicked Ripley and Newt were the only sounds you heard in the entire apartment.

    "Sit" Wesker said as he patted the cushion right next to him. After a while when you didn't do as you were told he gently grabbed your hand and guided you to the spot he want you to be in. Not once did you break eye contact. Surprisingly a little while after you sat down he was still holding onto your hand, when he tightened his grip out of reflex, you looked down. His right hand was larger than your left hand but looked comfortably snug in its current location. A small grin ghosted upon Wesker's face when you rested your head on his shoulder to continue watching the movie. Not a single word was spoken between your two. You eventually fell asleep watching the movie, your head still on Wesker's shoulder, his hand still holding yours.
There you have it another one. 

So, spring break is over.... that means I will be studying again most likely be super late on these again...sorry.

Also I'm moving so these might not be up anytime soon, I'll try and right them so I have them ahead of time but no promises.

Other than that guten nacht. 

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Hinatathebloom1's avatar
awwwww so cute and sweet ^_^