SECURE. CONTAIN. PROTECT. (SCP foundation oneshots and headcannons)

SCP 096 x reader [i don't think your ugly at all."]

And this time an x reader fluff with our little shy boy! I love him so much he just needs a hug. It's a little short but i really like this fic :)
096 is baby.
Also if you got the notification for this before no you didn't.

Tw mentions of eating disorders and swearing
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And just like that. I'm dead. I've been assigned to this weird pale thing that's apparently gonna kill me if i look at it and my job is to go in there and touch it. Because they want to know if it's just looking that triggers it or if any interaction does. So now I'm gonna be ripped apart by this underweight no vitamin d stick looking thing. This is all unfair. I didn't even kill anyone it was my psychotic twin who killed 3 people and shot himself in the head. Not me. Curse me for being an identical twin.

"Wake up D-7620. It's time for testing." A guard rudely knocked on my cell door. I wanted to run away but honestly at this point dying to whatever this thing was would be a lot cooler then a bullet to the head. I thought about it. Despite the unusual size of the limbs the thing was almost human. Just malnourished and pale. I feel almost sorry for it? Does it starve itself? Is it just going through something? Is it shy because it doesn't have slot of self esteem?

They lead me into a chamber with the numbers 096 on it and told me whatever i did DON'T LOOK AT IT. Guess that's what it's called. It's curled up in a corner bawling. Hiding it's face in it's hands and seemingly whispering something. I may be going crazy out of fear but i feel pity for the thing. it looks upset, but it would shred me to pieces.

"Attempt communication with SCP-096" a guard said through a earpiece they gave me. I calmly approached it trying to not startle it in fear of dying. It seemed to try and scoot away when i got close so i backed away and sat down.

"H-hello?" I managed to stutter out something despite my horror of what i was near. "A-are you o-okay?"

"Make contact with SCP-096"
...OH HELL NO. I may feel pity for this weird whatever-the-fuck but i ain't just gonna just come up to it and cuddle it and sing it to sleep or something. But i also don't want to die yet. I carefully placed a hand on its back and....

I'm not dead. How am I not dead. It simply just cried harder and harder. It took my hand in one of it's still hiding its face with the other. It stayed like that for a while. It seemed to just squish my hand. Meanwhile i was going to pass out in about a nanosecond from now. There's this THING holding my hand?!?! And it feels nice?!?!

Okay okay just breathe. It's okay. Maybe if i just.....
I placed my other hand on its back and calmly stroked it. It felt weird. But it seemed for even just a moment to stop crying. It slowly turnt around still hiding its face from me and let go of my hand before rubbing my back. Mimicking what i was doing.

The researchers all looked like they were about to shit themselves out of shock except for this one red head guy who had the equivalent to a real life Lenny face. I focused back on SCP-096 looking down as to not focus on its face. Suddenly it took it's other hand off its face and pulled me closer. crying on my shoulder as i basically had a mini heart attack. i heard a loud thud as a researcher fainted.

I could finally understand the creatures whispers "ugly..... "Ugly....." He thinks he's ugly. Now I'm not saying he's beautiful. But honestly he looks more badass then ugly. Like imagine THIS chasing you down in a horror game. I would literally die. But also be impressed.

"I don't think your ugly at all" i had pulled it closer. And buried my head in it's chest. The crying seemed to slow down before coming to a stop. The earpiece came back on. "D-7620 testing will remain until 096 let's you go to avoid angering him."

I simply nodded. I knew they were watching. I didn't care. I made a friend in this retched place. A friend out of something i thought would kill me. I heard the creature speak up "t-thank y-you h-human" it's speech was broken and barely understandable. I didn't care.

****Time skip****

He hadn't let go for three days. We chatted and learnt a little about eachother. He knew i was going to starve so he allowed me to leave as long as I promised to come back. Which the red head scientist said he would as long as he gets to watch. No idea why? It's not like we're some cute couple waiting to happen.

I had seen him every day and brought him food and things as well. While he would bring me Larry's bbq sauce that sometimes came through the vents after a breach. I'm flattered he thought about me but like.....it's Larry's bbq sauce. I ain't touching that.

I'm just glad i made a friend.
And as opposed to everyone else.
I don't think he's ugly at all.

****Bonus****

And that's how I met your father! Alright time for bed!

"Tell us how dad became a stickman!"

......That's a story for another day sweetheart! Heh....
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