Sanctum X Reader

A sweet and perfect hedgie

During the past few days, you've been feeling happy ever since Sanctum came into your life. In other good news, the three boys who attacked you got suspended and didn't go to school. Every afternoon, Sanctum would skate after school to see you and take you home. You smiled and held his hand. It felt so good to hold it even though you just met him. You both would talk about your early life or your day or how life is going for the both of you. "So...Sanctum," you began. "Yes?" He asked. "Why did you help me?" You asked. "It's a long story," he said. "I just got back from a dangerous mission. But then, I heard some commotion when I skated toward the school. I looked and I saw you getting attacked by those boys. When they left, I was arguing about whether or not I should help you or not, but finally made the decision to help you." "Why would you not want to help me?" You asked. "Well," he began. "I just thought that you had your own problems to deal with, and you didn't want me getting in the way." You paused and looked at him. "And I figured I was because...you keep saying you aren't anything I call you. Beautiful, cute, you know?" He asked. You walked in front of him, and looked in his eyes. "Sanctum," you said. "It's not your fault. It's just that...no one's ever said those things to me. Ever. Just my parents." "Is your life really that bad?" He asked. You then teared up. "I'm sorry," he said. "It's the worst life...," you said, your voice cracking. "Everybody's mean to me...I have no friends...and no one's ever gonna love me!" Sanctum watched as you hid your face in his chest. Sanctum then stroked your hair, and you looked up at him in tears. "__________," he began. Just then, his ear perked up as he heard something. He turned around, and he saw the three boys that attacked you before.