Explanation: scp 590 (also known as TJ) that by touching you he can heal your wounds and transfer the damage as well as the pain from the damage. This isn't just physically pain he can also transfer emtional and mental pain onto himself.
He can't come control his power by the way, it happens every time he touches someone.
Whoever tf says TJ is just a
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⚠️swearing, dramatic as fuck⚠️
"Fuck" you cursed at yourself as you held onto your now broken arm as you sat down against the wall.
It was during a containment breach, as far as you know all of the scp's are currently being contained again. But you still got damaged in the process.
Well it's better than being dead.
You were currently in a long white all way, like that ones you would see in movies when you need to run away from the killer or something.
The sound of multiple heavy footsteps made you look up at the source of the noise.
You saw 3 mtf's and scp 590.
One of the mtf's put your not broken arm around their shoulder and helped you up.
"We'll take you to the emergency room"
"Alright" you replied back, you sounded exhausted.
Scp 590 looked at you then looked to the side as if to think of what to say.
"I could fix them" scp 590 suggested.
"You don't have to" you said
Scp 590 didn't listen and touched your broken arm. You felt all the pain slowly went away as if nothing happened. However you saw 590's arm start shaking in pain and slowly not have the strength keep itself up.
590 looked tired as if all of his energy was drained from him. Makes sense considering you survived a whole entire breach so you were pretty much completely drained.
You grabbed onto scp 590 as his legs gave out from under him. You managed to catch him before he hit the floor.
"Get a nurse!" you ordered
"Yes sir" one of the mtf's said as all three of them ran down the Hall to get the nearest nurse.
"I got ya buddy" you mumbled to scp 590 as you picked him up bridal style and sat down onto the floor, your back against the wall.
"You really deserve a break" scp 590 mentioned in a tired tone of voice like he was struggling to fall asleep.
"I could say the same about you" you replied.
You sighed, getting impatient with how long it was taking the mtf to get a nurse
"What's your name kid?" you asked the scp
"Its TJ" he still sounded tired
"My names (Y/N)" you leaned the side of your face on the top of his head.
You gently moved his broken arm over his stomach.
The sound of multiple people running caught yours and TJ's attention.
It was the mtf's from before with a nurse following behind them.
You lifted yourself up with TJ still I'm your arms.
"About time!" you complained and gave TJ to the nurse
"Tell me when he's okay"
"The foundation only views him as a tool so they don't want us t-" the nurse started
"If you don't give him a cast I will break every bone in your body" you bluntly stated making the nurse shiver and frequently nodded.
She ran toward the medical room with you walking behind her.
Timeskip
"Hey TJ" you greeted him. TJ stopped drawing and looked up at you entering his cell room.
"Hi" TJ replied as you sat down next to him.
He was drawing something and various crayons were scattered around him.
After what happened during the containment breach you visited TJ in his cell after your done with your shifts.
At first it bothered the foundation but you did it anyway, so now they don't care.
They get more research anyway on TJ.
TJ's arm was still broken from when you both first met but it was healing up fine in a cast and luckily it wasn't his dominant arm, so that's good.
"What are you drawing?"
"It's you and me"
TJ picked up the drawing and showed it you, it was of 2 stick men, one had brown swirls to resemble curle hair and the other one looked like it represented your hair.
The two stick men were holding hands and the background was a green field with a bunch of different colored flowers and a sun in the corner.
It reminded you of a boy with innocent puppy love.
(According to the hero wiki (which isn't canon to the scp so please don't treat this as 100% fact) he is around 16- mid 20's years old)
"It looks cute" you said.
TJ smiled and went back to drawing the picture while you looked over his shoulder. You eyed his arm cast.
"How's your arm healing up?"
"It's healing fine, the nurse said it should be fixed in 5 weeks"
You nodded your head in understanding.
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Scp x reader one shots
Short StoryAll one shots in this book are genderneutral so all sex and genders can enjoy this book You can request if you want to as long as it's legal and not disgusting. Keep in mind not all x readers in this will be romantic, some will be platonic. And I...
