Test subject - sbi adoption au

Trauma buddies - 12

Trigger warnings -  chemical usage described, injuries described.

Y/n POV

As the boy and I stared at each other I felt that he was right. Although, I'm not any good at making friends or keeping them but if I had an opportunity I would try.

But I couldn't get that close.

Close enough to be friends but not enough to be attached.

I didn't want to press but if we were to be friends we had to bond over something similar.

"Can we sit and talk? " he asked.

"Yeah, but only if you can tell me about what happened to your face and I'll tell you about my eye?" I blurted out, covering my mouth thinking I said too much or something to offend him.

But to my surprise he nodded his head and agreed.

 "So where do we start." He began.

" my dad worked worked as a scientist. He got a degree in chemistry and knew most things about different chemicals and all sorts of solutions. He was the head scientist and his co workers knew him for how smart he was. I looked up to him. though, I barely got to see him so I was usually with his friend. though I can't remember much about this friend of his. " he paused before beginning again.

"So one day, he decided to bring me to work I was eleven at the time and he was showing me his lab and the places  where he worked. All the chemicals and stuff. But he -he poured a solution on my face , it burned. It kept my skin this way. It doesn't hurt anymore. I can't feel it at all. "

He looked towards me with beads of sadness in his eyes. He sucked in a breath before asking me "so, tell me about your eye. How did you get that battle scar?" He joked slightly laughing .

 "Well..um I guess it is a battle scar." I sighed slightly .

 "Oh...I didn't mean to offend you I really didn't know I'm sorry." he kept apologising.

 "No, it's fine. When I was ten I was taken away from my home. We were taken to some sort of facility where we were locked up in cages and treated like animals. they made me fight. It sounds bad enough but when I mean right I mean with weapons and sharp objects."

 I tried to recall the memory.

"There...there was a lot of blood that day. from her and from me. He said that I couldn't leave until I ." My breath hitched . I composed myself and said it "until I killed her."

 I regretted saying that.

 "I didn't want to , I wanted to spare her so I tried to see if she was ok. I keeled down next to her face and she ended up stabbing my eye. They tried to help it but they couldn't do anything. That's all really ."

 "Oh,sorry,I didn't know. That's way worse than what happened to me." He reassured .

I just shook my head. "It's not, you get used to it. You clearly miss your dad even though he did that to you. I miss my parents, they were so kind and nice but it's my fault they died. " I stopped and started to get up.

"I m sorry but I have to go. You can find me in my room. You'll see my file on the door or you might find me outside." i smiled at the boy before walking away from him.

"I'll be around , I'll see you soon friend." he said.

the word friend kept echoing through my mind permiating any thoughts and making me focus on the word so much I was getting a headache. But the headache would wasn't even that bad. because I have a friend. 

A true , real friend.

Ranboo POV

As I walked into the small office my hands started to shake. They had repurposed a room into a office for puffy. I had my book griped firmly in my hands. The faux leather cover making my palms sweat beneath the material.

it was the evening after I had locked myself in my room and puffy was waiting for me.

I quickly looked over the notes I had made on her . There wasn't very much but it would have to do.

I braced myself as I slowly turned the doorknob to reveal puffy sitting down and reading over what I could only presume was my file.

Puffy POV

"Oh, hi ranboo darling would you like to sit there?" They moved about and shifted uncomfortably .

Once he finally sat down I started to ask them some questions.

 "So, what happened to you before you came here?"

 I got my laptop ready to write any key information down.

 "W-well, it all started three years ago..." he mumbled .

He went into as much detail as possible and it got gory, very quickly. I knew that the actions they were put into were heavily traumatic even for an adult to experience so there would be some physiological effect on them as well as that just by looking at body language like posture and non verbal cues I can decipher a clear agitation of some sort. Weather that being separated from their sibling or from trauma tests would needed to be done.

The main thing I needed to look at was it their file matched up to them.

Well he did seem to be lovely and as cheery as he could be when their sibling was taken away from them. They were being overall kind but he did seem to be very on edge. I would have to look into some sort of diagnosis or medication to treat that if that's what he wanted it course.

I looked to the teen once again.

"So, how about we let you see your sibling huh? Check up on them, get you out of this place and talk to them. How does that seem? "I asked.

He looked almost surprised that I would let them see their own sibling but he finally responded with a vigorous nodding of their head.

A/n

Boo, is going to see the trauma buddies! Aww!

Also recently saw ranboo came out as non binary he/they (correct me if I am wrong) and I'm super happy for them because as someone who is non binary this makes me feel so happy to be represented by such a cool person.

I really enjoyed writing this chapter though I wanted it to be a bit longer I have been caught up in lots of schools nd the stressful amount of work they expect us to do and complete to a high standard and then also get them mostly correct which is a lot but writing and drawing is my passion and she to me only having a couple more days off for my half term I wanted to write something.

Do not worry dear reader I have not abandoned my previous story I have done a tiny bit of a draft for the next chapter but yeah keep an eye on my books over the next couple of days because I should have a bit of spare time to write.

Anyways that's a long rant. Makes sure to drink lots of water and eat something.

I appreciate you all so much. have a good rest of your day:)

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