neighbor!simon who smelled burnt coming from your house when he was in his backyard hanging his laundry
neighbor!simon that nearly had a stroke realizing you could've set fire to the house — which wasn't impossible
neighbor!simon who jumped in your backyard and got in your house through the back door that conveniently led to the kitchen
neighbor!simon that grabbed the pan from your hand and immediately put the lid on so it wouldn't burn your house down, having to deal with you coughing from the smoke
neighbor!simon who, once the situation was calm, stood there with his hands on his hips, expecting an explanation
neighbor!simon that tried his best to be comprehensive when you said you had forgotten you were cooking because this was just a bad day for you and you wanted to disappear
neighbor!simon that helped you with getting all the windows open and said you'd be welcome to have lunch with him, even if he wasn't the best cook in town, but anything was better than carbonized meat
and finally neighbor!simon that couldn't fight the urge to tease you about the event, even though you were almost crying when he got into your house
I have returned and I bring what I could manage for still being heavily blocked rn! a little drabble! Im making more Neighbor! Ghost as we speak so if you have specific scenarios that you wanna play out plz do send them! Feed my creativity!
Heard From A Mutual
Word count: 527
Trigger: Mentions of alcohol slightly?
Simon sat outside enjoying the lovely afternoon, sipping a hot cup of tea as the chilled British breeze hit the bottom half of his face. Simon slid back down his mask as his neighbor's car pulled into their driveway. "Simon!! Just the man I wanted to see!" She smiled as she exited her vehicle. "Wanna head to drink tonight?"
"Good day, (y/n)... Hope work was well." She nodded as she took a seat next to him. "I'll pass... what's with the sudden urge to drink?"
"It was good, rather busy! Say, do you have a coworker, last name Garrick??" She tapped her chin as she searched for his first name in her head. "Kyle! Kyle Garrick!" Simon sighed as he heard Gaz's name. What the fuck did tell her...
"I happen to do..." Simon sighed, hopefully, gaz isn't a monster and said anything too crazy.
"Oh sweet!"'she exclaimed, "Well he came into my shop earlier. I like to chat with my clients and Mr.Garrick is like a regular kind of. So I was talking about you and mentioned your name being Simon and he was like 'Oh, I have a coworker named Simon who acts kinda like that and wears a mask.' So it was either you were both or you had a long-lost twin out there that acted like you!" She laughed, but Simon just sighed and drank more tea... man, going back to work will now be a nightmare...
"Let me guess... he told you how I can't practically get drunk. So you asked me to drink with you so you could test out that theory..." He turned to look at her and saw her face of shock and her flustered cheeks. Caught red-handed, literally on the exact detail.
"H-how?" Simon chuckled at her reaction. She was left speechless, she stumbles as she tried to come back from such a blow. "Or maybe I just wanted to drink with my good old pal."
"Stop trying to lie, you're bad at it..."
"Whatever!" She playfully punched his shoulder, "So what, I wanted to see how much you would be able to down!"
"A lot," Simon replied, "I wouldn't call myself an alcoholic but I do have quite the tolerance. You would be thrashed before I begin to be drunk."
"Dear god..." she raised her brows, still heavily curious. "Could we still see one day?" She pursed her lips as she asked innocently.
"Fine," Simon shook his head and laughed. She silently cheered in celebration "Not anytime soon though..."
"Oh come on! No fun!" She huffed, " Anyways, imma make some pasta for dinner you want some?" Simon sighed, how dinner with this woman has almost become a daily occasion.
"Sure, you don't have to." She swatted him away.
"It's fine! I make in big portions anyways!" She smiled, "You can come and chat too if you want if anything ill just bring it over!"
"Fine.. ill at least come help..." he smiled under his mask.
"That's the spirit friend, I'll pull out a bottle of whiskey while we're at it okay!" she smiled widely as she turned to head to her house. "Come on now!" he shook his head.
