Mercy for Empathy (Able X Male!Reader)

Preparation

(Clan mentality-Kinship, friendship alliances, and perceptions of others' beliefs guide social interactions and are central to cohesive group behavior. )

"You're- You're crushing my spleen!"

"You don't even know where your spleen is."

You flipped Able over your shoulder and onto his back.

"I have moves you've never even heard of..."

Able growled quietly.

"Well yeah, because your practically a senior citizen."

Just as Able stood to come at you again Captain Hurn pushed open the door to the training room.

"Gentleman I do believe it's time to- is that blood???"

"No...?"

The captain sighed and massaged his temples.

"Y/n, you're not supposed to answer a question with another question."

You shrugged.

Shaking his head Captain Hurn glanced at his watch.

"Gather everything your gonna need. You need to be ready at 18:00 hours."

Nodding, you turned towards Able.

"C'mon, we'll go grab your stuff."

..............................................

"Okay....there's all your clothes... Maybe you should consider a bullet-proof vest?"

"No."

"It'd probably be a good idea, Able."

"It's for cowards."

This almost made you scoff.

"Do you understand what the words 'self preservation' mean?"

Able smirked, shoving his socks into the backpack.

"A preservation of jams and jellies?"

You almost rolled your eyes so hard you concussed yourself.

"No, Able. Its keeping yourself from getting injured."

"Why should I care?"

Able muttered, visibly annoyed.

"I just come back anyways."

"Wouldn't not dying save you time and energy?"

"I stopped caring about self preservation years ago. Who else does ot bother anyways?"

"........Me, Able."

You replied, making the Scp turn and face you.

"Do you think I actually enjoyed watching you die? Do you think I wanted to have to end you?"

Now, turning away from him you added.

"Do you think...I wanted to kill or watch anyone die for that matter? I never ever want to have to see that...."

Shaking your head your started to leave but stopped and glanced back at Able before quickly adding.

".....especially not you."

You murmured softly, shutting the door behind you.

Able was left staring at the door you'd left through, increasingly confused about the emotions bubbling through him.

After several minutes of contemplating Able decided he had packed enough, tossing the backpack over his shoulder and making his way into the living space where you sat waiting with your own things.

"Ready?"

You questioned in an unusually cold tone.

Able nodded.

"Y/n?"

You didn't reply, lifting your bag over your shoulder and swiftly leaving your dorm you made a conscious effort to bite your tongue.

"................."

"Okay."

Able spoke softly to no one in particular.