As you clumsily landed next to the pod, your sensors picked up someone inside, must be N. Still a bit dizzy from landing, you stumbled around like a drunkard, accidentally piercing your thigh with your tail.
“OH, SHIT, FUCK, FUCK SHIT, MOTHER FUCKER!” You loudly cursed into the night as you held your leg while hopping around.
It went right through your suit and into your actual non metallic and still very fleshy leg. This was bad, you didn’t have some healing saliva like the disassembly drones, and if they saw you bleeding it was game over. Even drones didn’t feel this much pain.
You tried your damned to not alert N in the pod to your agony. Sitting down, you winced while looking at your leg. Lucky the wound was instead cauterized by the nanite acid, leaving a small black crater in your leg. That shouldn't be that suspicious right? Jesus Christ lord almighty did it sting.
N: “X, is that you? Are you ok?” He shouted from inside the pod.
“I’m gonna need some help can you come out?”
(A minute later)
N: “So you tripped and stung yourself in the leg?”
“Yeah, can you give me some of your saliva?” You felt really weird even asking or it.
N: “Why don’t you just lick it?”
“...” Shit.
“B-because....” Fuck, think, cmon THINK.
“Because I cant lick my leg.” You blurted out in relief.
N: “Fair.”
As he bent down to lick it, you got a little embarrassed.
“Can you just spit on it?"
N: “I-i was thinking the same.”
After doing the deed (not an innuendo, I will never lewd N.) he stood up. Just he was about to walk back, he glanced at you. Uh oh.
He lightly tilted his head in confusion for a moment.
N: “Why didn’t you just spit on it?”
You were really fucked now.
“B-b-because...”
You ransacked your own brain for answers.
N's eyes narrowed down at you, peering into your soul itself. Sweat dripped down your forehead inside of the suit as your breathing got more ragged.
Shit.
Just before you thought N was about to figure you out, both of you heard some snow crunching near the entrance to the spire. V and J wouldn’t enter through the entrance, you guys always flew in through the hole in the ceiling of the spire. And the new hole you made with your own pod.
“L-lets call this a truce and investigate that noise, yeah?” You stammered out in fear.
N: “Sure, I love doing anything.”
God he’s just as dumb as he is adorable.
A/N
Shorter chapter, guess who shows up in the next chapter ;)
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Heaven Piercer
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a self insert OC story. When an unprepared agent from JC Jenson comes to Copper-9, what will he do? It's kinda explained in the first chapter, so uh go ahead. Some notes: This is my first ever fiction I write on a phone in my spare time I do...
