[Discontinued] SCP-049 x Female!Reader

Chapter 8

A/n: Letting you all know, I find it difficult to write in my author's POV, ya know my style of doing so. So instead I'll be using the noun 'you' instead of 'Y/n' all the time. But of course when your name is being spoken I'll always use 'Y/n'. Just letting you all know before we start. And thank you for almost 1k views. This means a lot to me. Please enjoy.
  
   
  
  
 
It had been two weeks since you left your room. Of course you would leave to use the bathroom or even shower. Since the incident between you and the doctor, you had never felt the same. The way he toyed with your emotions, it frustrated you. He was a doctor, a professional, for crying out loud. There's no way that he should be behaving this way with his patients.

Nonetheless, it was too late to prevent anything anyways, you had already fallen for the doctor. Like a moth to a flame you were attracted to his being and you couldn't help it.

Your feelings for the man were stronger than anything that you had ever felt. In your life, you had never fallen for someone like this it was the first moment. You always held your feelings close to yourself and never expressed them unless you were around people you trusted. The doctor, however, he was rather peculiar. More than that actually.

Considering you barely left your room, you needed food. You wouldn't want to starve now would you? The doctor would leave food outside your room and knock on the door. You would wait until he was gone to retrieve the food. After you had finished eating, you would place the plate outside the door and 049 would come for it not long after.

Anytime you'd have to leave your room for the bathroom or for a shower, you'd race across the hall as quickly as possibly just in case. On some occasions, you would see the doctor with his back to you, sitting on the couch whilst reading a book. On rare occasions, you would see him walking about from the kitchen to the living room quite briskly. The showers you would take would usually last an hour at a time. You would dread leaving the bathroom just in case you'd bump into the doctor. Seeing him face to face again would really throw you over the edge, your nerves had never been this bad when it came to a single person. When he came to the room to give you a check up, he would slide a thermometer under the door and you would take your temperature with it, sliding it back under afterwards.

However, today you would finally step outside your room for more than just a few seconds. You couldn't hide yourself away for the next two and a half months. Maybe you could ask if your parents could visit you?

With your whole body shaking in nerves, you pushed down your door handle and exited the room timidly. You looked down the dark hallway towards the living room and saw nothing, no movement. Your feet started moving by themselves, the dragged you down to the living room very slowly as the anticipation in your stomach building up, making you feel sick. You looked around shakily, seeing no sight of the doctor. A slight wave of relief washed over your easily, calming your nerves just by the slightest.

Footsteps came from behind you. A shadow brushed past your to reveal that it was the doctor, "Y/n. What a pleasant surprise to see you finally." Your face flushed lightly, just his presence alone made you shudder immensely. He stepped forwards, just a little closer to you, "How have you been feeling? Did you get another temperature yet?" You looked down and messed around with your fingers, keeping your gaze averted from the doctor, "Just like.. two or something." After you spoke you shrugged. The doctor sounded a hum of approval, "Ah that's very good. Perhaps you're getting better?" You ignored his rhetorical question and stayed silent, each passing second felt like so long. 049 spoke up with a light sigh, "Take a seat at the dining table. I was just about to get started on dinner." Without any word, you trudged your way over to the table and sat down at a chair, your hands flopped in your lap. 049 began on dinner, he moved around the kitchen rather gracefully, grabbing two plates and a few pans. He fired up the stove and began cooking.

You awkwardly sat there, your heart racing miles per second. Your stomach felt so sickly and fuzzy. No doubt you were deeply in love and it was your first ever time. You melted the movement he started humming softly. His voice was so melodic and soothing. You shut your eyes and listened to his tune. You couldn't help but smile and let your imagination run wild. His movements seemed to have gotten closer to you but you didn't notice yet. Even his humming stopped, you were too deep in thought to even realise that the doctor was stood in front of you.

Time passed and after so long your eyes slowly opened. Your heart threatened to jump out of your chest the moment you saw the doctor stood before you. Your face turned completely red and you stumbled on your words.

"Y/n. Do me a favour and stand up please?" You did as you were told and rose from the chair, looking up at him in fear. He examined you, the tip of his mask just inches away from your red face. 049 gripped his gloved hands onto your shoulders and his eyes scanned your face. You stayed as still as possible, staring up at him with confusion and fear.

He let out a light hum, "Your face is quite red, another temperature perhaps?" You tensed up at his touch, his hands on your shoulders were enough to throw you over the edge. In fact, any form of contact made you go crazy.

The way he acted as if nothing happened the two weeks ago. It pissed you off and made you feel sick. You loved him so much but there was no way for him to see that and there was no way you could make it work.

The doctor slowly removed his mask, you began to sweat profusely as he placed it down onto the table next to you both. He removed his gloves and placed them with his mask too. His right hand began to feel the temperature of your face. You were burning up really badly. Your emotions and the temperature began eating you away and your energy too. With a blink, your face turned pale. The doctor noticed this and his thumb rubbed against your cheek, he tried to reassure you that everything would be okay.

You shook your head and pushed him away lightly, stumbling over to the side as you gripped onto the wall, dizziness overcoming you.

049 steadied your balance and held onto your waist, pulling your being against his. You were too drowsy to know what was happening, you didn't even know that you were in the doctor's arms.

After awhile of fighting the unconsciousness, you let your eyelids shut and you drifted off into a sleep. 049 noticed this as your weight became more against him. He sighed gently and proceeded to pick you up bridal style. The doctor studied your face closely, you were pale and your lips with a light shade of blue and purple, under your eyelids were black. He figured that it was just stress. Or maybe the illness was striking back on you harder than before.

He carried you down the hall and slowly pushed open your door, making his way over to the bed you constantly slept in. 049 carefully placed you down on top of the covers and brushed some hair out of your face with hi fingers. Deep down he didn't want to leave you here alone, you could wake up in a cold sweat seeking help or attention.

So, 049 claimed the chair at your desk and moved it next to your bed, he took a seat in it and huffed gently, watching your form. Your breaths were quick and short, like you had catarrh stuck up in your lungs.

The doctor chewed the inside of his cheek with his pointed teeth and leaned back in the chair. He planned on not moving from this spot until you woke from your slumber so he knew that you were okay. His arms folded over his chest and he adjusted himself in the chair, making sure that he was comfy.

After all, he didn't know how long that he would be waiting for you to wake up. He chuckled to himself as the thought of sleeping beauty came to his mind. He stared at your face, your lips. To him they looked so soft and kissable. His mind wondered if you had someone in your life like a boyfriend or maybe even a girlfriend.

He frowned lightly and leaned forwards in the chair, his left hand automatically bringing your face to his sight. He swallowed nervously in fear that you would wake up. It wasn't long before he leaned in and let his lips lock with yours. 049 stayed there for ten seconds before pulling away and leaning back again. He smiled to himself.

Kissing you was something that he wanted to do for a long time now, and he had finally done it.