SCP Oneshots

049 X 106

A/N: I love this ship and, if anyone would be interested, I would love to write a fanfic. Let me know if you'd want one.

106's POV
I was walking through the foundation. Another containment breach, but this time I was meeting someone. He wanted me to be as quiet as possible about it.

'Why though?' I wondered. I heard gunshots nearby and a deep, muffled scream. Suddenly, my body sprung into action and I began running to the source of the screaming. There I found a guard trying to shoot the SCP I wanted to meet, 049. He had a bullet in his arm, atleast that's what is body told me as he was gripping is right arm with his left hand. I grabbed the guard and held him in a choke hold. Once passed out, he fell to the floor, his helmet rolling along the ground. I picked up his gun and shot him three times in the head.

"Bastard." I hissed. 049 cried in pain, gripping his arm harder. "Larry, c-can you help m-me out." 049 asked. I nodded and let him tell me what to do to help him. He whinced in pain but tried hard to focus on telling me how to help him out. "Can y-you kiss m-my forehead?" He stuttered, blushing. "Why?"

"When me and 0-035 were t-traveling together, s-she would kiss m-my forehead to c-cheer me up or c-calm me down." This took me by suprise. I knew they had a brother-sister like relationship but I never thought they did that. I kissed his masked forehead and pulled him into a hug. Then, he whispered, "I love you, Larry." I smiled and hugged him, lovingly.

"I love you too, Doc."