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Yandere(ish) Scp-076 x reader

This is going to be fairly fun to do as he already seems to be dead inside. But yandere is something I have some difficulty thinking of this stuff.

"The actual creature is a Semitic (Middle Eastern) human in his late 20's with black hair, grey eyes, and olive skin. He is covered in tattoos of arcane and occult markings, especially demon faces. While in the cube, the creature is considered dead. Every so often, Able will be reanimated and will attempt to leave the cube. If he does, he goes into a zombie state and will move towards the nearest human, ignoring everything else. Once he comes into contact with a living human, he will go on a killing rampage, butchering any human he comes in contact with, until he is either subdued or killed. If killed, his body decomposes at an accelerated rate and slowly reforms in the coffin, 'dead' once again. The reformation process can take anywhere between six hours and twenty-five years." I whispered as I read the papers out loud.

Now, you may or may not wonder who I am.  My name is Y/n and I am a researcher at a secret government foundation, not as cool as it seems. I could be killed my literally anyone here.

I was assigned a very aggressive scp only because the last researcher was killed my said scp. Wonderful.
I shoved all my papers into a bag along with a hand gun, as if it would stop him, the guy survived a nuclear bomb how will a gun do anything other than aggravate him.

"I swear, I can't tell if they are trying to kill me or see highly of me right now." With that I shut and locked the door to my office and walked off to probably my death because I have to talk to this boy. As I walked some of my colleagues wished me well and luck, hopefully there will be no need for it.

Once I got to the cell it was obvious that he was pulled out of that coffin unwillingly and wanted another more than to go back in there to sleep many years away(Big mood tho).

Walking to the table he sat at he seemed to slowly take in my appearance, analyzing me and becoming less aggravated. Once I sat down I spoke, "Good morning, Able is it? My name is Y/n, it's a pleasure to be in your company." He nodded and I hoped I had spoken properly to him.

I asked the normal questions that I was given before reading the bottom of the question page. I stopped before saying a word more, these were questions past researchers asked before being attacked my him. I needed an excuse to not ask them. 'Maybe it's getting late, I do have another scp to meet with..' Looking at my watch, nope not yet.
It was obvious that I was avoiding the questions and that seemed to irritate the man. "Well? Get on with it. Neither of us have all day.." I just wanted to nope out of here. 'Please give me a way out of this.'  Before I could speak alarms went off, making me stand in surprise and slight panic. Something or someone had gotten out.

I was quickly pulled out of the cell and taken back to my office. I hid under my desk for a bit before moving into the hall, I was obviously going to leave this place and got tf home. Class-D subjects came in contact with me, most asking ways out and others running before I could even speak. Unaware of the who was watching me I slowly made my way to the exit.

As soon as I was getting close I heard a scream behind me and running. Turning around I saw a D-class running to me in anger in their eyes, obviously I reached to my bag for my gun but before I could the man was dead before I looked back. "What the hell?!" Panic ran through my veins as I looked for whoever did it before running off.

After some running I got to the employee exit, typed the pin into the keypad, ripped the door open, and ran the heck out of there. Hopping into my car and locking the doors, I shoved the key in and sped out.

Soon I was home once again I was unaware of a certain someone following quickly behind.

Once I got home I felt a weight off my shoulders although having a feeling someone was watching me but I just brushed it off. Walking into my room to relax and watch television before I opened my door a crash we behind me, I quickly turned around only to see the one and only Able himself. "WHAT THE HE-" "Don't say a word." His voice was serious and I really wasn't in the mood  to die yet so I just nodded. "Huh, that actually worked. Anyway, this is a nice place you got here." Is he being serious. He just broke into my house and is now complementing it? "Thanks I guess..?"  "Mhm, so wanna show me around?" And in that moment my cat walked behind him and was meowing for pets, "Grim, get over here now." Fearing for my cats life right now. "Its fine. I think I'll stay here for a bit. Cool with you? Good." Wait what. "How did you even get here and what do you want from me that you want, why haven't you just killed me yet?" Slowly anger bubbled up to the surface and started to show in my voice. "Now now. Let's not get upset over this. I just wanted to pick off where we left off that's all. It was such a nice talk, don't you think?" He sounded  very... condescending.. "You wanted to just talk to me?" He nodded.

"I'm going to just go make dinner... want somehing..?" Hopefully he's like me and will get distracted by food. "I'm technically dead so I don't really NEED to eat buuttt you could just call it a date." "Cocky much?" "Very" walking into the kitchen as our conversation continued, I pulled out pasta and started everything. "What's that?" He said picking up a piece of spaghetti and examining it, "Its called pasta, you cook it and eat it." Taking it and putting it back into the box, I turned to him. "Do you want to know what anything else is?" "Suuuurrreee. Why not." He said picking up a can of beans, "What's this."  Smirking a bit I responded "🅱️eans. In a can to be exact. Now please put it back" He examined it before putting it back, he then wondered off into the livingroom. Walking over to him "This is the livingroom, which now technically is now the morgue." Chuckling quietly as he picked up the remote for the small television "What's this for?" I pointed to the tv, "That thing." "What does it do?" Taking the remote from his hands and turning on the tv "That, have fun and don't break anymore stuff. Speaking of, what the hell did you break in the first place." Looking around as I tried to find anything broken "The window." "YOU BROKE MY WINDOW?" I yelled running over to my window door, broken. 'Great, I get to replace my door'

Time skippy skip

"I still cannot believe you broke my damn door." I said after putting the dishes in the sink planning to do them later. "How else would I get in the house, also I didn't just break your door. I broke a vase too." "I hate you now." Turning around and walking into my bedroom before throwing myself onto said bed in room. After a few minutes a certain someone sat down next to me, "Rough day?" He just kinda.. comforted me I suppose. "You tell me, you were the one following me home." "True, you have crappy driving skills." He said before laughing, "Oh shut up." "Make me." "Ah, so you're a bottom." "...what does that mean?" He questioned but I didn't answer just sat up "So where are you sleeping?" Looking over to him as he spoke, "I'll sleep here." "I... Wait what? Ugh whatever." I just gave up.

No idea how to end this. Sorry if it sucks, I'd say I tried but I don't even know if I really did. Really sorry my dudes.