Scourge X Reader

A private conversation

The next day, you felt all achy. It was because of yesterday you thought. You looked at yourself in the mirror and saw bruises on your arms. You sighed, and ate some breakfast. While you were eating, you were thinking about the green hedgehog that saved you yesterday. "Scourge. Who is he?" You thought. You remembered his smirk and his scars and you slowly started to blush. "Whoever he was. He was actually...kinda cute- Wait what?" You then shook your head and kept eating. You then decided to walk out for a while. You remembered Scourge telling you about the part of town with delinquents, so you walked the other way. You walked, and then turned the corner. At the side of the building, you saw him. The green hedgehog with the leather jacket, red sunglasses, and scars. You walked to him slowly and said, "Hi." Scourge turned to you, and said, "Oh hey." "What are you doing out here?" You ask. "Don't you have like...friends or something?" "I don't have any friends," he said. "Oh," you say. "Sorry." "It's fine," he said. "You're new here, so it's okay. I understand." "Mind if I...stand with you?" You ask. "Sure. Go ahead." You stood next to him and looked off into the distance. You then looked at his scars again. "Um...Scourge?" You ask. "Yes?" He asked. "How did you get those scars?" He paused for a second, but then he said, "It's a long story. And it's also...pretty complicated." "Well...I could understand," you say. "Well...okay," he said. "Just. Some guy punched my chest with his knuckles," he said. "His knuckles were like spikes. So that's how he punched me like this." "Why did he punch you?" You ask. "Well...you know," he said. "Delinquency. And drama. And fighting." "Oh...," you say. "Why did you even move here?" Scourge asked. "It wasn't me. My dad got a new job here, and so we moved here," you explained. "Did you have friends back there?" Scourge asked. "Yes. A lot," you say. "Oh," he said. "And...do you miss them?" He asked. "Yes...a lot...." You then start to tear up, but Scourge walked to you and said, "Sorry...__________." "It's...okay," you say. Tears then slid down your cheeks. Scourge wiped them off your cheeks. "Thanks...," you say. "You're welcome," he said. After he wiped off your tears, he asked. "Hey...you wanna...go for a walk?" "Oh! Sure, okay," you say. He then took his hand out. You nervously held it, and walked with him.