SCPs x Reader (Discontinued)

SCP-035 x Slightly Introverted! Reader

Bit of a specific title there...

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You know you shouldn't be happy about it, but you are quite excited about being a part of the foundation. Even if you are just another life used for cruel experiments, you are quite curious about the anomalies in this place. Your thoughts are racing as you're being escorted to a new SCP for you to learn about. You zone out, staring at the floor, not wanting to cause any trouble or awkward moments with other D-class and guards. You arrive at 035's cell just as another D-class was entering the cell. "Why do I have to be in here? It hasn't done anything." The other D-class states as he glances over at the mask again. "It is pretty, isn't it? So smooth..." He touches the mask and picks it up, putting it on. Lots of screaming can be heard and you flinch. You are handed a clipboard with a brief list of questions to ask. "If you do this right, you will be permitted more interviews with the being." Someone said. you couldn't tell who, because you were urged into the cell.

You look around briefly and notice a table. You find yourself heating up from the eyes burning into you. You become very uncomfortable and begin to blush. "Whaaat? Is someone neeerrrvooouussss?" Your head shoots toward the direction of the sound. It was 035, already teasing you. You continue blushing and hurry to sit down. You go to ask the first question, but you are very quiet and stutter. You visibly cringe at your own words and 035 chuckles. You speak up and the two of you are able to have a conversation. But that conversation was filled with awkwardness and 035's embarrassing jokes and teasing. Eventually, the nervousness wore off and you had finished all the questions for the interview.

You had warmed up to 035 a bit more now and can even joke around with him. It had been about 2 weeks since the initial interview, and you consider the two of you pretty good friends, despite the circumstances. You still keep your eyes down in the halls and the stares from the researchers still give you anxiety, but you no longer mind spending time with 035. The next interview would be different, so you were told. The researchers wanted to see what would happen if you two were to just hang out instead of having something to do. This "interview" was tomorrow, but for now, you had some free time. You washed your face and decided to think for a while. Even though you and 035 were "friends", you were still very nervous about tomorrow. You go to sit on your bed and ponder what may happen. What if he finds out who I am? What if he decides I am not worth it and kills me? What if he doesn't like me anymore? What if- Your thoughts freeze for a moment. Why do I care about him liking me? He is an SCP who possesses people and corrodes their bodies. I don't like him... do I? That question rings out in your head for a while before you come to a conclusion. He must NEVER know that I like him. You lay down and force yourself into sleep, afraid of tomorrow's events.

You wake up groggily as usual. You remember your thoughts from the previous night and shoot up out of bed, almost falling to the ground. It was later than you thought and you had to go soon. You brush your hair the best you can and get ready. You are soon rushed out of your cell. "Lucky one you are, eh? SCP-035 isn't in the greatest mood today and you get to be in the midst of it." You freeze for a moment as the guard behind you says that. He shoves you forward and you keep walking, staying silent as always and eyes on the floor, embarrassed this time. Your mind seemed to have finally woken up and it continued its train of thought from last night. You try to shut them out but they persist. You get to 035's room and you look up from the floor.

You look through the observation window at 035 and he is angrily pacing on one of the walls. One of the researchers speaks up, "He has been requesting your presence for a couple of days now. We haven't let you back because we wanted to see what would happen. Long story short, he is pissed and you need to get in there now to calm him down as he is more of a danger to us while he is angered." You nod in response as the door opens. You step in the room and the door closes behind you. Just as that happens, 035 charges at you. Welp, this is it. You close your eyes and brace for impact, but that impact never came. You hesitantly open your eyes to see 035 standing mere inches away from you, not moving. You become slightly less tense and face him. He flinches as if he started to do something but thought otherwise and didn't. You two stand and watch each other for a few awkward moments. 035 then pulls you into a tight hug, saying "Forgive me if this hurts..." His corrosive fluid didn't burn or decay you when it touched you. You heard rapid scribbling and papers in the background as the researchers documented everything they saw. You and 035 pulled away from each other and left the doorway. You respond to 035 after a moment. "It doesn't. It isn't hurting me." You take some of the fluid off the mask and giggle slightly as you paint a little smiley face on his shoulder. 035 quickly follows the joking mood you have brought into his containment cell. "It doesn't hurt? Well, how about now?" If 035 could smirk, he would have. He hugged you again, this time lifting you off the ground and basically constricting you, your arms tied down by his. "Okay... 035... can't breath..." You say, somewhat jokingly. He was making it harder to breathe, but certainly not that much. You and 035 sit down and talk for a bit. All of a sudden, 035 blurts out a question.