Mercy for Empathy (Able X Male!Reader)

Subject

So far the results of SCP 6001 seem to effect others in the manner of reflecting it own emotions onto the subject or effecting in ways such as unconscious manipulation of emotions that would benefit the subjects own. The emotions of 6001 are taken on by whomever finds themselves in the presence of 6001.

So far 6001's anomalous effects can cause permanent change to the subject. Any who meet 6001 for elongated periods of time feel inclined to like him and will continue to do so even after 6001 is no longer in their presence.

Certain effects can linger for several hours after 6001 has left.

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Able looked very annoyed, tapping the pen against the table.

"When you said we'd be training..."

Able growled quietly.

"This isn't what came to mind."

You shrugged a little in apology

"Sorry...the council needs an IQ test first."

The Scp rolled is eyes, turning his attention back to the paper.

"Thank you..."

You whispered, smiling softly at the SCP.

Honestly...

He looked pretty cute when he was grumpy.

Wait.

HOLD UP.

you sighed, not noticing Able suddenly twitch and look over at you.

While you were to busy scolding yourself internally you didn't notice Able stand from his chair and lean in close to you, seemingly examining your face.

You could sense something close so cracked an eye open and almost fell out of your chair.

"W-WHAT- WHY-"

Able wasn't affected in the slightest, simply sitting back down in his chair.

"Nothing."

Able replied, smirk rather evident.

"Your an ass..."

You muttered, making Able smile down at the paper.

"Speaking of which why haven't you tried attacking me yet?"

Able almost snorted.

"This is quite entertaining enough..."

Something told you he wasn't talking about the test.

"Oh so you enjoy antagonizing me now?"

Able said nothing, merely scribbling down another answer on the Scantron.

You made a small 'hmph' noise, unknowingly making the scp smirk again.

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You snickered loudly, making Able shoot you a dirty look.

"I can figure this out just fine."

"Are you sure about that?"

You questioned, leaning against the wall of the training room.

Several armed guards that had been assigned to keep an eye on 076 watched in disbelief.

You snickered, quickly covering it with a cough before making your way over to Able.

"No I can-"

"You just need to pull this back-

"I said I can do it!"

"DON'T LOOK DOWN IN THE GUN-"

"IM NOT GONNA BLAST MY FACE OFF BY YAHWEH IM NOT THAT STUPID-"

"FUNNY YOUR FILES DESCRIBED YOU AS INTELLIGENT BUT NOW IM HIGHLY STARTING TO DOUBT THAT-"

"I COULD STAB YOU RIGHT NOW-"

"GOOD AT LEAST I KNOW YOU CAN PROPERLY USE KNIFE-"

A loud chuckle caught your attention.

"Ahem..."

A voice made you both look over.

"Oh...Mr.chairman..."

You mumbled sheepishly.

"Did you need something?"

The chairman smiled, and shook his head.

"Ah no, I was merely curious as to how the training is going."

He replied, looking over at Able.

Able scoffed and turned away.

"I'll leave the two of you to it. Carry on then."