Old pain (SCP 073 x Reader)

So why?

"Um...."

You set the notebook filled woth questions aside.

"Are you okay...Cain?"

You questioned softly, grabbing a hold of his metal wrist.

He looked up in surprise.

"Ah...Of course, Y/n!"

He replied in an obviously forced cheery tone.

"No your not."

You replied smoothly.

"What makes you think I'm not?"

Cain mumbled trying to hide his surprise.

It'd been quite some time since someone had been able to tell he was faking being okay....

Living for Thousands of years taught him how to do it quite well.

And yet you...

"Ah I...."

Cain hesitated trying to think of a decent lie.

"Well you just look like someone I used to know is all. And well me being immortal and all- they passed quite some time ago."

Cain answered softly.

It was partially true...so it would do for now.

You nodded slowly.

"I see does....does my appearance make you sad?"

Cain looked away, shame evident in his eyes.

"I'm...I'm sorry. You'll have to forgive me."

You smiled softly before giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

"It's okay to feel sad, Cain."

The scp smiled softly despite the sadness in his eyes.

"Thank you..."

Nodding you gently petted his hair, gently stroking the silky strands.

"I'll come back another time...okay?"

You said softly before standing from your chair.

Cain was to surprised to bid you goodbye.

Instead his fingers rose to gently touch the spot you'd touched him.

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Cain couldn't sleep that night.

Just the sight of you....

It had awakened a harsh pain that Cain thought had died thousands of years ago.

The dull pang of emptiness filled his chest leaving him with nothing but cold throbbing heartache.

He spent so long trying to bury and numb those emotions.

Cain hands gripped the blankets tightly, his body curling in on itself.

Now this...

This was a true reminder of his punishment.

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"The interview will be rescheduled."

"Yes sir. I apologize."

"It's alright. But do you know what could have cause scp 073 so much emotional distress?"

"Ah..."

You began hesitantly.

"He said I reminded him of an old friend that passed away."

You replied simply.

"Considering how long he's been alive that's not a surprise. That's probably occurred many times for Cain."

"Poor Cain..."

You murmured softly.

"I wish....he could have a little bit of mercy."

Doctor Bryn sighed.

"God can be cruel."

Finally you finished filling out your paperwork, handing it to the man.

"Indeed he can. I'm gonna turn in for the night."

"I see. Let me know what time is good for the reschedule by tomorrow, please."

"Thank you, I will sir."