SCP-049 x Reader - Untouchable

Chapter 15

I'm still questioning how I managed over 400 votes—

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[15— Closed Doors]

|| 049's P.O.V ||

   I lead you further down adjacent hallways, being just as ignorant as you were about where any direction was going to lead. I hadn't given up hope on our escape. This was the farthest I had ever gotten before, and it was all thanks to you. It only seemed you were only just recently realising that.

   Yes. Only just recently. Turning the corner, my mind also turned back to earlier. How you had broke down and soaked my tunic with your tears. Still, it was strange to see, even if I had seen you cry and freak out several times since the beginning of the breach. It was such a contrast to what I had grown so used to.

   Then there was what happened in that room. I could tell something was different. Not just in you, but also me. Being so close to you, feeling your hot breaths against the mask. How red you turned underneath me once we had both settled from my... Session.

   That experience was running through my mind over and over again. I wasn't able to get it out of my mind. Something about it and how I acted was bothering me.

   I knew upon closer inspection of you, save for back when you were assigned to me and got up in my face in frustration with me, I had realised something. I was able to admit to myself then and there that you had quite the fine features. Charming [colour] eyes that I knew to have witnessed more traumas than I would've preferred them not to have. A fair complexion riddled with scars from happenings I couldn't keep you from. I would've been liable to go on.

   I glanced over my shoulder and to you, seeing the top of your head from it being lowered. No doubt you were in thought.

   Good heavens... What's becoming of me?

   Another corner was turned. Another distant bang from an anonymous disaster.

   Such trivialities shouldn't be thought about when I have to focus on getting out of here to work on my cure.

   A faint sound of crying yanked me out of my thoughts, and I regained my focus on ahead of me. Was that another human being, perhaps?

   My brows perked faintly behind my mask whenever one of your hands wrapped tightly around my left wrist. "Wait!" You blurted.

   Pivoting, I faced you and met your gaze. "What is it? Is it that weeping?"

   Trouble was written all over you face, and your grasp on me only tightened. "I recognise that sound... It's bad."

   Simply, my head tilted faintly to the side. "Bad?"

   You removed your hand from me, calming your expression. The sobbing only seemed to become louder, as if nearing us. "Remember when I said that I had help with killing those two guards?"

   I recalled all of that blood, and took it that the 'bad' part was a sort of understatement. "I do." I gave a single nod for you to continue.

   "Well... You can't look at its face, unless you want to become a pile of bloody mush," you cautioned grimly. "You need to not even glance at it. Please."

   Lifting one of my hands, I placed it on your shoulder. "Of course... I understand." That serious? I knew there was no point in being quizzical about it. There was so many strange creatures in the Site.