The Outer Worlds x Reader: Oneshots and HeadCanons

❣️Felix x Delivery! Reader [Take me with you]

Take me with you.

Warnings: Language, Sad?, Bad Ending, Bad Story. (I'm sorry)
Word Count: 1510

(Y/N=Your Name)
(L/N=Last Name)

(A/N In this one you are not the captain, you are a delivery person who works for a small company. This is before Felix meets the crew.)

             You sighed to yourself as you carried your last box outside the ship. You worked for a small trading/ delivering business, they sold and designed their own products as well.

While you were a delivery person, you'd also sell little knickknacks you'd pick up on different planets to make a couple more bits on the side. (Plants, things from animals, etc. Things people might be interested in.)

This was your first time on The GroundBreaker, mostly because there wasn't really any one who was looking to buy your wears here. Well, until the owner of  The Lost Hope Bar -Vera- ordered some of your foods to spice up her meal for awhile.

Your group made you do all the heavy lifting today, after you had gotten sick and 'left them to do all the work.'
(Assholes.) You had three boxes to carry to a place you didn't even know the location of! Let's just say you weren't pleased.

The hanger of The GroundBreaker was big, and filled with people running around working, no one seemed interested in you, or why you were there. Just another face in the crowd, doing your job just like them.

You started with the somewhat smaller boxes, stacking the two on top of each other to make the trip quicker. After lifting boxes for so long, you gained a bit of muscle making it easier to carry them. Once you had them in your arms, you made your way through security. When you made it to the main door, you sat your boxes down to open it. Just before you had it, the door opened and someone had ran into you.

You were expecting the normal yelling, or a silent angry look, but instead you were met by a worried face.

"Oh man! I'm sorry about that, didn't see you there." The worry in his voice was refreshing to hear and made you feel relieved. He was a nice looking boy with dark, messy, hair, and lovely eyes.

"Oh, it's fine, I shouldn't have stopped in the middle of a door way." You picked up your boxes and gave him a small smile, (The best you could from behind the boxes.) then an idea came to mind. "Hey I know I just ran into you, and everything, but could you point me to The Lost Hope? I'm new around here."

He then got a really good look at your face, looking at your features, he smiled back at you and pointed to his left. "It's just over there, there's a big sign for it, can't miss it." You sighed quickly, feeling bad for asking for help when it was in almost eye shot. While looking down embarrassed, you whispered a 'thank you.'

As you were about to walked around him, he put his hand on your shoulder and said,
"Need any help with that?" Pointing to your boxes. You considered the thought. It would save you a trip back to the ship.
"Oh you don't have to, I've already given you enough trouble."

"No, not at all! I do this for a living, and I'd be glad to help you!" He gave you the sweetest of smiles as, without even getting your answer, he takes a box from you.
"Thank you... Again." You spoke, warmed by his kindness.