IdentityV - Oneshots

☁︎ Caress - Norton x Reader

This is "herbal bath" but rather if you and Emily swapped places.

You were minding your own when Emily peeped into the lounge around the corner, catching your attention enough to look up at her. "(Y/n), I've been looking for you." She said softly, waving her hand to incline you over to her. "What for?" You mindlessly obeyed and sat up from the sofa, setting down a book and stepping close. As she now walked with you by her side you could tell by the route she was taking you to the infirmary. "I'm busy right now with Ganji and Naib, I was wondering if you could do something for me." She clasped your hands together as if you would say no, but nearly all the time did you aid her. "What is it?"

She opened the door to the infirmary, three of your male peers turning their heads to you. Emily walked to the raven haired male in particular and pushed him towards you. "Could you do a little treatment on Norton for me?" You looked up to the prospector who seemed unbothered but still surprised to hear what the woman said. "Treatment? I don't know Emily, I think you're better off doing these sorts of things.." You grew nervous and held your arms, what sort of treatment? Emily clasped her gloved hands together and shut her eyes. "Please? It's hard enough to get Ganji and Naib here at the same time, their bath shouldn't take anymore than an hour! Tell you what, when I'm done I'll come see if you need help."

Her eyes were a gentle plead, but she would not force you if you refused. "I, i guess i have nothing to do..." Emily beamed and walked to the counter before walking back. "Here you are." She handed you a small clear container with a lid and you brought it to your eyes. "What's this?"

"Ointment for Norton's scarring." You cocked a brow and looked up at him, he looking down at you in response. "But, that'll only take a minute at most, can't he just do it himself?" Emily stood there, looking at you as she cocked her head utterly confused with your words before it hit her. "Oh, (Y/n)!" Emily smiled and grabbed Norton to stand by her as if putting him on display. "Norton's scarring," She took her hand to his eye, before she slowly lowered her hands along his left side. "Goes down most the way, you just never see cause he's wearing clothes. He's got some here- and here... and here if I remember right-" the woman went on to touch places that made your jaw drop, not just because of how painful that might've been for him, but because she was touching so casually, places that would make you whip your hand back out of embarrassment and curl up and die.

She stood up as you gaped at her who was unphased and smiling. "It would be a hassle for him to do it himself." You flushed, if she was planning on you taking care of him completely that meant he would definitely have to take his clothes off. "Uhm-!"

"Thank you (Y/n)!" She turned on her heal and ushered the two other men into the infirmary's bathroom. She left so suddenly, she definitely knew what you were thinking. You whipped your head to Norton, and he looked down at you slowly. "Uhm-"

"I'll keep them on.." He said quietly as he turned around to leave the infirmary. He was referring to his undergarments for sure, but you also wished he meant every piece of clothing. You followed after him to his room, the short walk being relatively silent as you quietly greeted some peers on the way.

He opened his door and stood aside to let you in first. You walked past him, realizing your grip on the small container was nearly breaking the lid. The door sounded shut behind you and you jumped, Norton's footsteps walking about making you nervous.

"Here." He stood closely behind you and you turned to him holding a towel out for you. "Sprawl this onto the bed." He said softly as you took the soft fabric into your arms. "Why can't you do it?" You did not want to risk messing anything up, surely Norton would know better. You looked up at him, his fingers lacing around his scarf as it came loose. "So I can undress-" "Okay"

You stopped that as quick as it started and walked to the bed. You placed the cream on his nightstand, shakily flattening the towel as you heard articles on clothing drop behind you. Maybe it was different for Emily, she's probably done things like this hundreds of times- but not you! She shouldn't complain if you ended up not going through with it. "I'm ready." You swung around with red cheeks, and as flustered as your face was a second ago did your eyes widen and cheeks fall.

Emily wasn't kidding, scarring along his left side... "Are you okay Norton?" It came out as if he had only just now received such an injury, and even his eyes widened for a moment at your question. "I'm fine." He said quickly, walking to the other side of the bed and laying down on the towel. You couldn't help but rudely stare at his injuries, but it made the nervousness completely disappear. Was he truly okay? That look like it hurt..

He settled and closed his eyes, knowing he'd be stuck here for a while. "I'm glad you're okay then..." You reached for the jaw and spun off the lid, setting down and swiping your fingers through the cold cream. You put the jar down looked at his body wondering where to start. "My chest." He said and you looked up. "Is where Emily usually starts." He looked back at you with soft but defensive eyes, as if you might hurt him during this. "Alright.."

You as gently as possibly lathered rough patches of skin, and his brows furrowed at the feeling. "A- am I too rough?" He let out a breath and shook his head. "You're fine, keep going." Despite him not saying so, you were more gentle as you rubbed the medicine on him. "That's enough there, don't waste it." You grew nervous at his critics, but you supposed if anyone knew better it would be him. You swiped some more and went along his side, using the entirety of your hand. "Does it... hurt at all? When you're just sitting around?" His eyes begrudgingly opened and you glanced away quickly. "Sorry I-"

"Sometimes." You looked back up at him, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. "Sometimes it feels like it's on fire, and sometimes I can't feel there at all..." You pitied him, and such an emotion was clean across your face. "I'm sorry." You couldn't help but say. "For what." You didn't know, you just felt like you had to apologize for such a thing happening to him. "I'm not sure..."

You continued to make sure you got every part of Norton you could get, before looking up at him. "What about.." You rose your hand to your eye, telling him what you were talking about. He thought for a moment. "Emily usually has something more gentle for my face.. but I'm guessing she didn't give it to you." You wiped your hand on the towel and hummed a no. "Then you're free to go." He mumbled, closing his eyes.

You screwed the lid back on and set it down on his bedside table, but you didn't make a move to leave... You stared at him with pity, and no doubt he could feel your hard gaze. "Would you go already, (Y/-"

He jumped at the feeling of your hand on his cheek, and a sudden kiss on his scarred eye. Your soft lips on such a rough patchy surface, he couldn't believe it. After you left your lips there long enough, you pulled away to see his eyes wide with shock and his jaw slightly open. You felt a heat rush to your cheeks, in sudden disbelief of your actions. "I- i just wanted to make you- feel better." You said, cringing at the stutter. "Listen- I-!"

Your eyes widened as Norton brought his hand to his scar, his fingers gently grazing it. "... thank you, (Y/n)..." You gaped at his acceptance of your affection and pursed your lips immediately. "For what.." You asked, and his eyes closed, but this time it was different, he seemed restful, at peace.

"To have someone like you kiss the ugliest part of me... it makes my chest feel light." Your expression grew distraught at his self loathing, holding his cheek and coming close. "Don't say that.." You lowered your head onto his, a plea. "Don't say those things about yourself... if anything I think y- you're awfully attractive, y'know-!" Your cheeks grew warm and it seems his did too. You quickly gave his scarred face another quick kiss before pulling back.

"I- im going to tell Emily I'm all done-!" You swiftly left his side and walked to the door, turning the knob but before you could open it he called you. "(Y/n)!" You stopped and turned to look at him. "I'm going to be stuck here for at least a couple hours. Do you think you could come back later, and do that again?" You whipped your head back around and opened the door. "F- fine!" You didn't know how to answer such a question, but despite the vagueness of your answer, you knew you would be coming back lots during those two hours.