It can always get worse ( Sebastian solace x reader)

Chapter VII - Comforting Connection

Yeah, this chapters mostly just gonna be fluff with seb.

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Sebastian curled his tail around you once more, this time leaving a gentle, breathable space, as if he'd perfected the art of holding you close without restraint. The weight and warmth of his large tail draped around you felt like a cocoon, each scale smooth but solid, reassuring in its presence. You glanced up to see his gaze resting softly on you, his eyes filled with a quiet intensity that sent warmth to your cheeks. You couldn't deny it anymore—you were savoring every second of his closeness, the way his presence seemed to fill the room, grounding you.

"Can I, uh... ask you something?" Sebastian's voice was uncharacteristically soft, missing its usual sharp, sarcastic edge. He sounded vulnerable, and for once, it caught you off guard.

"Sure, go ahead. Ask me anything," you replied, watching him carefully, curious to see what could make him drop his defenses like this.

Sebastian hesitated, looking down and fidgeting with his hands before finally speaking. "Why... aren't you scared of me? You know what I am—what I've become. I'm... I'm a monster." His voice faltered, barely above a whisper.

You took a deep breath, thinking carefully before responding. "I don't see you that way. You haven't given me any reason to. Sure, maybe you're different, maybe even less human in some ways... but from everything I've seen, you're more humane than most people I know. I've read your file, I know your past. Whatever's happened to you, it hasn't made you a monster, not in my eyes."

Sebastian looked up, his expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief. You continued, hoping he could hear the honesty in your voice.

"The real monsters are the creatures that slaughtered my team, the ones that tore apart the team I came down in this place with. Those things are monsters—mindless, brutal. But you? You've done nothing to deserve that label."

"T-Thank you.." Sebastian responded.

"No need to thank me for being honest with ya." You chuckeled.

"How did someone like you end up in this hellhole? You don't seem like the others who've committed horrible crimes..." Sebastian asked, tilting his head slightly. There was genuine curiosity in his voice, as though he couldn't quite fit you into the puzzle of this place.

The question caught you off guard, and you blinked a few times before responding. "Do you really want to hear my sob story?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sure, I'd love to hear more about you," Sebastian said with a small grin, his tone unexpectedly warm. The sincerity in his words caught you off guard, and to your surprise, you felt your cheeks warm slightly.

You chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of your neck. "Alright, if you really want to know..." you began, exhaling slowly.

Sebastian leaned forward, clearly intrigued, and you launched into it. "I guess it all started when I got back from serving in the corps. I came home with nothing—no money, no family willing to help, nothing. I was just another nameless vet trying to make ends meet. I ended up taking this random factory job, working for scraps. I think I was making something like... I don't know, seven bucks an hour? Barely enough to eat, let alone live."

You paused, the memory of those hard years playing like an old, worn film reel in your mind. "No one else would hire me, though. I was stuck. Two years I lived like that, just surviving, until one day—bam—the cops showed up at my door. They dragged me out, no explanation, just cuffs and orders."