(Male Humanoid Rapture Medic Reader x Nikke)
Y/N was once a normal child abandoned on the surface and was taken in anc changed by the Ralture Queen, stripping him of almost all of his humanity, becoming a heretic in a way but he's more human than m...
Somewhere in the ruined buildings of the city on the surface, a Nikke was laid down on a makeshift operating table. Although it had blood stains from those who were laid down on the very same table before her, the Nikke was calm, perhaps even thankful. A few minutes later, a young man walked over to her.
Y/N: I do apologize for the wait. I had failed to notice that my stock of medical equipment had been low so I had to take time to create more. May I ask for your name?
???: Mmm~? And why a Rapture like you care~?
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Y/N: *Sighs* I would prefer to not be associated with the Raptures. I know I am one now, but I was born, not created. The Rapture got her hands on me when I was a child abandoned on the surface. My humanity was stolen from me but I've taken back most of it... this is the only way to prove that I'm not a monster... and I will not die a monster. Why else would I risk my life over and over to bring injured Nikke back to the Ark?
After a moment of silence while Y/N attended to the Nikke's more critical wound, she finally spoke her name.
Mihara: My name is Mihara. You?
Y/N: Y/N. I'm gonna sit you up now.
Mihara: Alright. Ready when you are~.
As Y/N sat Mihara up, she suddenly let out a sudden moan, startling him.
Y/N: Did I do anything wrong?
Mihara: Mm~, nope~. I just find pain to be exciting~.
Y/N: Uhhh... Oh, you're a masochist... aren't you?
Mihara: Mmm~. Yep~.
Y/N: I see... Well... not important. I'm gonna have to remove some of your clothes to provide first aid.
Mihara: Don't you mean emergency repairs~?
Y/N: I'd rather call it first aid instead of emergency repairs. Just because you're a Nikke or I'm a rapture that looks human, we're still human. Calling it emergency repairs dehumanizes us. Now, can I remove the clothes I need to remove?
Mihara: Go ahead~.
Nodding, Y/N removed her white coat that had been stained by her own blood before undoing some of the straps to her top, a playful smirk appeared on Mihara's face. Then as Y/N's cold hands touched her back, she shuddered as he examined her wounds and gauged their severity. After that, he checked the front of her body, paying no attention to her now exposed breasts. With another nod, Y/N grabbed the medical supplies he created using his rapture core and began to carefully dress wounds and seal bullet holes. Once done with that, Y/N turned one of his fingers into a syringe like device.
