300 words.
Another Kosma cus he's just kinda that pissed off guy from the ground floor. He needs some comfort :). Enjoy!
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*CRASH*
Not again... Another dropped paint can. You dropped the laundry into the basket and made your way into the back room, waiting for Kosma to storm out to have a go at the culprits.
"HEY!! AGAIN??!! YOU GET BACK HERE, NUMBSKULLS!!" He cursed. You rushed outside, staring upwards. But, there was no movements. Must've ran away before you two could come and scold them. If you were honest, Kosma did get quite intimidating when he was angry, so you didn't blame them.
"Kosma, it's alright. Its just a bit of paint-"
"But it's those kids!! They chuck paint cans around and expect me to not get angry when it lands on my doorstep!! Wouldn't you be the same?!" He yelled, but covered his mouth after seeing your fearful face. He was really scary sometimes, especially when he was right in front of you. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lash out at you like that..." He said, his voice wavering, slightly. Surprisingly, he broke down, crying into his palms.
"Hey, hey, it's okay! I get what you're saying. You're just a bit angry, that's alright. Let it all out." You comforted him, pulling him into a hug. Luckily, robots didn't actually cry tears, so it didn't mark your shirt, but you still wouldn't have minded if it did. You hated seeing Kosma angry, let alone seeing him cry. You stood there, him babbling incoherently while calming down slightly, in a tight hug.
"Ok, I think I'm better now." He said, taking a deep breath and stepping back. "Thank you, y/n."
"Its alright. Now, how about we get to work on that paint?" You held up two buckets of soapy water, sponges bobbing on the surface with the suds.
"Heh, I kind of forgot about it. Iet's go."
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Stray x Reader Oneshots
FanfictionVarious stray Robots x reader. I won't write any chapters for the cat. Possibly chapters for B-12, if its the right scenario. Stray belongs to BlueTwelve Studio and Annapurna Interactive
