Allow me~ Scp-035 x reader

Lockdown

"What is that?" You asked him with confusion.

"Obviously a lockdown. C'mon, I have to make sure you'll be alright. Follow me." He stood up and you ran after him.

He brought you to a "safe zone".

It was a giant room with tables and chairs.
And also a opened storage room inside of it.

"And what am I suppose to do here?" You asked bored.

"You'll wait here. A doctor will come any second." He stared at the door.

"What about you?" You glanced at him, as he glanced back at you.

"..I probably will die today. But it's my job after all. I have to bring everyone into this room."

You looked terrified.
"Seriously? You have a job to Safe people's life? Wow. How pathetic.." you hissed to yourself.

"Pathetic? What is so pathetic about it?" He asked frustrated.

"Well? What do you get as a reward? Nothing! Just nothing! The only thing you do, is to Safe some assholes, and afterwards you'll die." You tried to make his mind clear.

"You're right. But I can do nothing about it."

"Of course." You simply said and turned around to the end of the room.

You walked over to a table. There were medical stuff like those different knifes and much more.

You took the short knife.

"Wait! What are you up to?! Stop it!" He walked over to you quickly.

You rammed the knife into your arm.

"N..Now" You bit your lips together. "You are here for me..! Not for some other people."

He held both of his hands on your shoulders.
He was panicking. He didn't know what to do.

"Hey. Don't panic. Everything is fine! It's only a short knife, it will do nothing to me.., it's just pain, nothing more." You turned around with those words and tried to calm him down.

"Nothing is fine.., you're hurt. The doctors will blame it on me!- Look what you did!" He held his hands panicky onto his helmet.

You took his helmet down.

"Take deep breaths and sit down." You sighed and brought him to a chair.

You now studied his face.

He had light brown eyes.., more a caramel color
He had dark brown hair.
They were all messy because of the helmet he was wearing all the time.

You took his mask that he wore under his helmet.

You dropped it to the table.

You glanced at him.

"Are you feeling better now?" You asked.

"I think so.. We need to get the knife out of your arm." He glanced at the wound.

"Oh.., right." You sighed and searched around for some recourses.

He got up and grabbed you softly by the arm.

"Sit down. Maybe you will fall or something, I don't want this to happen.." He brought you to an chair.

He then found a doctor's bag. Many syringes, patches, bandages and pills were inside.

"There we go.." He grabbed it and walked over to you.
You sat in your chair silently.

"Please don't scream. This could hurt a little."
He warned you.

He grabbed bandages and then took the knife out slowly.

He pressed the bandages against the wound til the bleeding would hold on a little.

After that he wrapped it around your arm and put a patch on it, so it could hold.

"You did it completely wrong.., but that's fine." You smiled a little.

"I'm sorry.., I will get you a doctor soon." He apologized.

"Tell me something about your life.." You suddenly said.

He sat down next to you.

"Why? I have nothing special to tell.." He obviously lied. Or he just tried to push bad memories away.

"Oh c'mon! Everyone has stories.." You sighed with your pain in the arm.

"Pfft. Wich one?" He asked.

"What?-"
"Wich Story.." he sighed.

"How did you end up in here.." you said.

"Well. I worked as a security guard, but my boss decided to pay me only the half of my actual payment. I argued with him about it, he then fired me and I had no job. I searched around for weeks, but no one would accept me. So I heard from the SCP foundation.., a good friend of mine decided to tell me about the foundation a little bit. He saw me suffering, and so he got this idea... I of course agreed and went to the facility with him. He worked here for some time, but he died.. I was already trained a little for being a guard. I only had to practice a little, so thats what I did. I got the job, and now I work here for about good 2 years." He explained.

"Hmm.. isn't it boring? You get up, walk around, nothing happens..." you mumbled into the air.

"Boring? No. Some scp's escape often. This is the second time a lockdown appeared in this week."

"Still boring.." you smiled a little.

The door suddenly slipped open and Daniel grabbed his gun.

You stood up and hid behind his back.

You hid, so if a scientist would come in, he wouldn't notice your wound.

"Who is there?!" Daniel screamed.

He aimed at the door, ready to shoot.

Dr. Lockwood and 2 other guards rushed in and closed the door behind them with a keycard.

"God! Daniel! Why are you here? Shouldn't you help the survivors?" The doctor took deep breaths between his sentence.

You walked next to Daniel.

"Oh! (Y/N)! The doctor was relieved.
"So, now I see why you're here, Daniel."

"I hope you know here's a camera in.." the doctor suddenly spelled.

"Oh.. We can explain! It was just.., we had to." Daniel said.

You looked at him with embarrassment.

"Dan! He meant the other thing..!" You hissed at him.

"Oh- i'm sorry..- You will see what happened when you watch the whole recording.." he apologized.

The doctor chuckled.

"Good to know you didn't do it!" He laughed.

You rubbed your eyes because you were annoyed and tired.