[Discontinued] SCP-049 x Female!Reader

Chapter 5

Author's POV:

Their feet crunched softly against the dead leaves that lay worthlessly on the grass. The air was still and everywhere you'd turn there would be nothing but silence. Water droplets coated around the lush green earth beneath their shoes.

Y/n stopped to look around, her eyes could barely find their way around the darkness. 049 halted once he could hear no more of Y/n's small footsteps.

"It certainly is quiet my dear, you're not afraid are you?"

She looked up at him with a strong frown, however, the darkness prevented 049 from seeing her expression. Y/n stuffed her hands into her pockets and set off walking ahead, the cold air cutting through her body even with her thick coat on.

"Just let me know if you feel any colder than you are, dear."

She winced slightly and kept her head forwards, there was something about the doctor that indeed caught her attention strongly.

A sudden strong breeze pushed its way past Y/n. She stopped in her tracks and hugged herself, shivering violently with her eyelids closed. 049 sighed and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulder. Y/n froze completely as the heat in her face began to rise immensely. The doctor drifted half of his cape around her back, smiling in success.

Y/n looked down and let her hair hide the sides of her face in embarrassment. She huffed lightly and kept walking, muttering a small thank you that the doctor heard clearly.

For awhile, his hand stayed perched upon her far shoulder. His gloved hand wasn't exactly colliding with her coat, he held his cloak over his hand which prevented his deadly touch from effecting the girl. Y/n relaxed herself, letting out a soft exhale as she continued to walk beside the doctor. The warmth began to rise up in her body, the satisfaction gave Y/n a slight buzz.

049 kept his beak forwards, he moved slowly through the grass and dead leaves at the same pace as Y/n did so.

Y/n folded her arms tighter and blew out air from her nose, "D-doctor.. I'm feeling another temperature coming up." She struggled to get the words out of her mouth, they had only been walking for fifteen minutes and already she wanted to go back home and sprawl out in her own bed. 049 placed the back of his hand against her forehead and nodded, "Alright. When we return back, put on your pyjamas on and lie down for a little while. I'll bring you something to feast on. You haven't eaten for a long while and that is very vital to your health." Y/n nodded and turned around along with the doctor, pushing her feet through the rough grass and dead nature. They walked in sync, quietness surrounding the two. The aggressive breeze was the only noise that occurred every now and then. Y/n gazed about, her eyes only beginning to adjust to the thick darkness. She stayed as close to the doctor as she could without touching him. She was nervous, very nervous. 049 could detect her nervousness. Y/n bit the inside of her cheek as the cabin slowly came into view. After what seemed like hours of painful silence, Y/n brought up her speed and headed right for the front door, she moved away from 049 eagerly and gripped onto the handle, twisting it and pushing herself into the door. The door opened and Y/n walked inside briskly, she hugged herself shakily as the harsh cold stick with her.

She turned around and faced 049 who was closing the door whilst locking it, "Doctor." He faced her and tilted his head to the side, "I am feeling quite hungry now and.. my stomach hurts." 049 nodded in understanding, "You run off into your room and get comfortable. I'll escort you food as soon as I can." Y/n fiddled around with her fingers and looked up at his mask. She suddenly nodded and turned her body, strutting down the hall to her bedroom. She entered the room and shut the door behind her, letting out a shaky breath. Her pyjama's lay messy on the fluffy carpet. It was surprising, but she actually somewhat liked her room. The coziness made her feel safe and comfortable at least. She slipped off her light coat and hung it up on the back of the door. Kicking off her shoes, she picked up her night wear and began to change into them, leaving her clothing on the wooden chair along with her shoes in the corner.

Y/n stretched and climbed onto her bed, shuffling down onto her side snd faced the wall. Her eyes wandered up to the curtains that draped perfectly over the window. She fiddled with her collar and stared at the patterns upon the material of the curtains.

She did nothing but stare and daydream, suddenly rolling onto her back whilst moving her gaze up to the ceiling. Her stomach growled loudly as her hands crept down and rested themselves onto her abdomen. Her heart raced suddenly as a loud knock occurred on her door.

Y/n sat up quickly, "Come in." She managed to push out of her mouth. 049 opened the door, a plate of toast in his hand. Y/n smiled warmly and crossed her legs, "Like I said, I'm not too sure on what your interests are in food. I made you toast for the time being. In the morning I'll make you breakfast. Anything you fancy for tomorrow?"

Y/n sighed lightly, the doctor slid the plate of toast onto the end of her bed slowly, stepping back from her.

She hung her head and bit the inside of her cheek, the anticipation she was experiencing just because she wanted to ask a simple question. It boiled in her mind as she lifted up her head, staring right into the holes of 049's plague doctor mask.

"What is my illness. I don't understand."

049 stayed quiet for a few moments. He shifted the plate of toast onto the desk in the corner, trudging his way back to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. "You see. I'm not entirely sure either. The only way I'll be able to know is if my fingers collide with you. I know it sounds extremely out of the ordinary and unnecessary, however, I'm not a normal doctor." Y/n payed close attention to the sophisticated man, she took in every wood her spilt out and listened carefully, shockingly, she understood him. "I have a deadly touch my dear, it's why I do not come too close unless it's necessary. My touch, it can heal the sick and sew up the wounds that was once brutally discovered. However, like I said, it is deadly. It may effect you in a positive or negative way, or it may not effect you at all."

Y/n bit her lip and sat up on her knees, "Doctor. Take off your glove. If your touch can really cure me then we need to try it! I want to get better I'm suffering!"

049 looked over towards the door, away from Y/n, he emitted a long sigh of interpretation and kept his hands within his lap, "Y/n, I don't want to risk anything, my job is to help you overcome your sickness. If my touch does the opposite of what I intend to do, then your parents won't be too happy with me."

Y/n frowned and huffed in annoyance, she leaned in slightly more and knitted her eyebrows together. Her tone turned serious and her facial expression displayed business, "Please Doctor. We don't know if we don't try. There could be a chance that your touch will help me. Please! You could be helping me for a reason here."

049 was deep in thought. He slowly looked over to Y/n, he saw how desperate she was even to just risk her own life. He swallowed and exhaled quietly, "Alright," Y/n cheered mentally, an obvious smile plastered onto her face, "but if this does not work out I will have to work my hardest and utmost best just to keep your vitals alive." Y/n nodded in determination, she sat with her legs straddled, trying her best to focus.

049 began removing his glove very slowly, the leather texture was slowly wearing off as the years went by whilst he wore it. He played the measly glove down onto the bed beside him. Y/n stared at his hand. They were a normal skin colour just like hers, slightly veiny and exactly like a man's. He looked up at her and frowned lightly beneath his mask, "Are you alright with this?" Y/n looked back at the holes in his mask and nodded quickly, straightening her posture, "Go ahead Doctor."

049 reached his hand out towards Y/n's face. The concentration in his dark eyes were pure. He halted for a few seconds before closing the gap suddenly. He ran his soft fingertips down her face slowly, he caressed her forehead and ran his index finger down the bridge of her nose gently. Y/n kept her eyes closed tightly, her fists clenched rather tightly in her lap. 049 slid his fingers down onto her left cheek and smoothly down to her lips, he then ran his thumb down her bottom lip very slowly and stopped at her chin. He held his touch onto her chin for the next few seconds before pulling away.

Y/n exhaled deeply and looked up at 049. She felt exactly the same, not any different whatsoever. Excitement started to rise in the pit of her stomach. She sat up quickly and smiled happily, "Doctor! I feel okay! I feel alright, the same! Your touch doesn't effect me!" Y/n shouted out with glee traced all over her sweet tone. 049 had his eyes completely wide in shock. He swallowed in relief and looked at his hand in disbelief.

"No way." He mumbled beneath his breath in absolute shock.



"She is immune."