Ruv x Reader

"You good?"

I was still confused as to what was going on, by my snarky brain replied in my thoughts, 'I mean, I'm on the floor right now, but yeah.' 

That didn't seem like a wise thing to say, considering I'd met this dude two seconds ago and didn't know anything about him, so I just said, "...yeah?" My voice strained as I pushed myself quickly up to my feet and stumbled backwards, blinking at the figure. He was wearing dark pants and a navy blue sweater, with a heavy jacket of the same light lilac-lavender color. His chest was level with my eyes, and I looked up to see he was at least a whole stinking foot taller that me, with a Russian hat that matches his coat, a black eye patch with white markings on it over his left eye. His other eye was glaring down at me in a emotionally devoid way, and just in taking in how ridiculously tall he was, I took another step back unconsciously. My heart was pounding, probably from the whole police thing, but my frozen brain just couldn't get over how intimidating he was. He kind of made me want to hide. You see, I... I have a thing for tall people. And I was trying to stop myself from liking him, because there was no way he liked me back- there just was no way, and I didn't want myself to be disappointed all over again, especially over a person I literally just met.

I made myself snap out of it, hoping I hadn't spaced out for too long and looked like an idiot. "Uhh.." my voice vibrated around the room in my deeper voice that I sometimes accidentally used, making me internally cringe. "Why'd you do that?"

He'd just been staring at me with a flat gaze this whole time, and he didn't stop now. There was a pause, and then he replied, "why'd you save that kid?" 

I kind of looked at the floor for a second, trying to think of how to answer. "Because I don't like it when people do things like that."

He stared at me for a second, and I wondered what he was thinking. Then he gave me a short, small, nod, like he approved of what I'd done, then turned away and started walking towards the door on the other side of the room. I stood there for a second, my courage fighting my curiosity, and then I took a step towards just as he was walking through the door.

"Who are you?"

He paused in the doorway. my heart thumped hard, almost painfully. "Why would I tell you that?"

My brain worked frantically, trying to think up an answer. "Because... I asked nicely?" 

He looked back at me over his shoulder, with a what looked like a very slight expression of amusement, although he didn't smile. "What's your name?"

"(Insert your name I guess. I find 'Y/N's annoying.)"

He made a very quiet 'hm' noise, and then he was gone, and I stood there, taking in the strange encounter I'd just had. 

I really do have a thing for tall guys, I guess.