IdentityV - Oneshots

☁︎ Proud - Naib x Reader x Emily

"What does it feel like Emily," You said, and the woman turned her head to you. "To be something." You finished, looking out the window as you sat on the edge of your bed.

Naib laid behind you and opened his eyes at your words. "I'm not much, but I'm happy you think highly of me." You scowled softly. "I'll never be where you are," You confessed, and she pouted. "Says who?" The mercenary whispered form behind. "Says me, says my life." You moped much to the pairs dismay. The Doctor can't and sat beside you, Naib leaning the headrest.

"I just, I feel like I'm not working hard enough. Like I'm not going anywhere no matter what I do." You lowered your head and Emily gave you a sad look.

"(Y/n)," Emily said, scotching closer to you, wrapping an arm securely around your head. "You're doing so good." You stared at the floor, before biting your lip to keep a muffled sob inside. "She's right y'know," Naib plopped down on the other side of you, leaning his head on yours, his other hand coming to your hand that laid motionless on your thigh. "Everything you're doing, it will lead up to something. You'll be fine."

You felt your fingers numbing, it was so weird, this sudden spinning sensation as your eyes welled with tears as Emily spoke softly. "We're so proud of you (Y/n)." You let out a soft cry, stress on your heart lifting off of you as you felt their warmth coddle you. Emily took her hand up to your eyes and covered them as Naib spoke his last words.

"Don't give up."
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Your eyes opened softly to the dark of your room, the humming of your fan and the buzzing of your phone. You woke up and raised yourself to sit, reaching your phone gently to see the time, why it buzzed to wake you from such a pure escapism..

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