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The Scientist x reader

We're in the midst of a full out war between The Seven and I.O. Meanwhile, I'm sitting here with a petty crush on the guy I talk to every day. The Scientist.
For God's sake I haven't even met the guy, but apparently I was going to meet him today. I talk to him everyday, were he gives me a new job, and he's soooo nice. He's kind and very funny, and he treats everyone like equals unless he's making a joke.
If you don't believe me, the first thing he said to me was: Hey! I'm The Scientist, the most handsome member of The Seven. With the best hair? Don't answer that.
He had to stop talking until I had finished laughing, because I couldn't get a word out. Eventually he had started laughing with me, and we only stopped when The Foundation yelled at him, which I heard over the comms.
But today, I had to bring parts to Synapse Station in person to The Scientist. Part of me wanted to work with him, since I am good with mechanics and engineering, but the other part said we'd just be laughing the whole time.
I had the parts, so now I just had to get myself out of bed.
I managed, then put on some black jeans, a grey crop top, and a black jacket, along with the heart shaped necklace my mother had given me. I never took that off.

I grumbled, approaching Synapse Station with the heavy box of mechanical parts. I had organised them myself, just for good measure, since i was good with engineering, they were sorted accurately.
I got to the entrance, and there he was, on his creeper, underneath a battle bus.
To my disappointment, he had his visor on, so I don't actually know if he has good hair.
All the loopers know him as 'The hot one' though, so he couldn't look that bad.
He hadn't even noticed me yet, until he heard the clink of me setting the box down.
He had immediately slid out on his creeper, pointing a pistol at me as I stood up again.
I snorted in amusement.
"Your safety is on," I stated, before laughing lightly and walking over to him.
"Of course it is. I wouldn't of actually shot you," he responded arrogantly, trying to act smart again. I snorted as he got up and walked over to the parts.
"Huh, these are well organised," he stated.
"That would be because I was the one who organised them," I snorted.
He chuckled lightly and lifted up the box with ease.
"Thank you. I appreciate it, because I really couldn't be bothered," he laughed. I laughed in response, hearing him begin to laugh with me as we both dreaded what we knew was about to happen, we're we'd both be laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh God no! Your laughter is contagious!" He laughed loudly, quickly putting the box down before he dropped it.
"So is yours, Mr Best Hair," I laughed back, and we both nearly died as we though about our first conversation.
"We didn't even get to speak until like an hour into that conversation!" We both laughed uncontrollably.
"I know! All I said was that I had the best hair!" He laughed back, nearly suffocating.
His laughs were coming out as breathy and distorted from behind his visor. It was very hot, but adorable at the same time. We were both immortal, since I had worked for I.O. and him for The Seven, so we were both around 21.

Eventually, it had been around two hours, and all we had done was joke around with each other. This resulted in both of us, on the floor, nearly dead from suffocating laughter.
"Ha! Even if you didn't have the best hair, you definitely have the best attitude," I chuckled, slowly falling down from my giddiness.
He pushed himself off the floor.
"Oh I can assure you, I have the best hair," he chuckled, and I pressed my hand over my mouth so I didn't laugh too, as we both knew where that led us. He held out his gloved hand for me, and I gratefully accepted it and pulled myself to my feet.
"Jesus Christ what is wrong with us?" I chuckled, walking over to examine the battle bus he was working on.
"I have no idea, but it's funny," he responded, trying to stop his voice from wavering with humour.
"Maybe we should just I don't know, like work in silence or something?"

We didn't end up working in silence. We did get stuff done, but we were laughing through most of it.

By the end, The Imagined had already yelled at us over the comms because all she could hear was us laughing. The Scientist and I were like best friends already, and we got along perfectly, we already knew that though because we talk every day.
"Jesus, it's hot," he groaned, before clicking his visor off. I was immediately staring intently at his face, and he raised his eyebrows playfully.
"Yeah I know, I'll give you a minute to look at my extreme amount of handsomeness," he stated boastingly, resting his face on his fist.
He had soft brown hair, beautiful hazel eyes, soft lips and a few freckles. He also had a scar stretched across his cheek, and he was right, he was incredibly handsome. He also was right about the hair too.
"Damn, are you sure it's not just you that's hot?" I laughed. He rolled his eyes playfully while giving a wave of his hand.
"Pffft I already know that," he said sassily, but jokingly. I laughed at that, and saw him smile pearly white teeth at me.
"Oh, you were right about being 'the smartest, most handsome member of The Seven with the best hair' by the way," I told him, locking another bolt into place.
"Of course I was right. I'm always right, im smart," he chuckled. I rolled my eyes playfully.
"What a fruitcake," I muttered, loud enough for him to hear. He gaped in mock offence.
"Wow, you are so mean to me," he crossed his arms and tapped his foot on the ground.
"Aww, he's blown a fuse~" i awed teasingly.

It was basically like that every day from then in out, where I went to work with him every day and in exchange got someone to talk to.
Well, at this point, it was getting to the 'more than talk to' stage.
We spent some time flirting with each other, shooting the occasional wink or nudge.
Sometimes we would even brush our hands against the others' hip, and share a giggle afterwards. Or we would brush up against each other while walking.
When I stumbled in with a bullet wound one day though, he lost it.
"What in the hell happened?!" He exclaimed rushing over to me. There was blood heavily pouring from one of my shoulders and my hip.
"I.O. G-guards, a-attacked the loopers..." I whimpered, collapsing into his arms. He scooped up my small body, and moved me somewhere he could set me down.
His armour was cold, and provided a cooling sensation on the burning of my wounds. He laid me down gently on a table, and began cleaning my wounds after soaking a cloth.
"Where? Where did they attack?" The Scientist asked.
"A-at Rocky R-Reels...." I rasped, twitching at a particularly harsh sting. He balled his fists and gritted his teeth.
"I'm going to kill every last one of them," he growled, grabbing bandages and beginning to wrap my wounds.
"Make sure you turn your safety off," I chuckled dryly, in an attempt at making a joke, but all I got was a stern stare.
"Okay okay, not funny...." I mumbled, yelping as he tied the knot. He gave me a minute as he put the stuff away, and I made and attempt to push myself upright.
When he came back, he sighed at seeing me sitting perfectly upright, though my face was twisted in a wince.
"Just take it easy for twenty seconds, will you?" He groaned, frowning when he noticed the scared look on my face. His eyes softened.
Of course I was scared, I had just been shot multiple times in a battle that's only going to get worse.
He walked over, and let me hug him tightly while beginning to tremble violently. He gently picked me up, and instead sat on the floor to make it less annoying. I had my arms wrapped around his neck, face buried in his armoured shoulder.
He hugged me tightly, and it made me feel safer, even if he tries to shoot with the safety on. He just held me, and let me calm down despite me thinking it was a waste of his time.
"I'm sorry Sci...." I whimpered, pulling back slightly. He just cupped my face, and gently pressed our lips together.
I squeaked with shock, but kissed him back while running my fingers through his soft hair.

After that, I was greeted with a gentle kiss when I came in everyday, and a hug along with it. He's always made working a lot better, but now it might as well of been my off day every single day.
Today actually was our off day however, since it was also....his birthday.
He had already invited me over to hang out with him at The Sanctuary, but he didn't know I was bringing him donuts. Chocolate and strawberry to be specific, since they were his favourite. He was a simple lad.
I chuckled at that thought. 'Simple lad' suits him.
I had already been let into The Sanctuary, and had knocked on his bedroom door.
He opened it, and nearly jumped out of his skin as I calmly blew a party popper in his face.
And yes. I had listened to his rant on how he never had a party popper because he thought he hated them then ended up actually liking them.
"Happy birthday Sci!" I chirped, holding out the box of donuts.
"I bought you donuts, you fruitcake," I giggled. He smiled at me.
"You didn't have to!" He chuckled.
"Well I did, because it's your birthday, and that's what any normal person does!" I responded, tilting my head with a smile as he brought me into his room.
He wasn't wearing his armour, instead just wearing a pair of joggers and a floaty top, allowing him to flop onto his bed with his donuts.
"Also, since I'm so amazing and listened to your rant...." I said, watching his eyes widen.
"I brought some more party poppers for you," I finished, throwing multiple party poppers at him. He giggled like a child, and blew one in my face.
I jumped into the bed next to him.
"Happy birthday," I repeated with a content sigh, flopping back next to him. He gave me a big hug and multiple kisses to my face.
"Thank you!" He giggled, sounding the happiest I've ever heard him.
"Haven't you celebrated your birthday?" I chuckled, ruffling his hair, but didn't actually expect to get an answer.
"No. Not since I got immortalised."
I kissed him gently on the lips.
"Well now you have!" I chirped, snuggling up to his chest and resting my head in his neck.