test subject #222 〔 karma x reader 〕

12 - u

The rocket was docking onto the ISS with metal clanks and gases seeping.

"Docking complete."

You looked at Karma with a worried face.

"It's okay y/n, you have nothing to fear as long as I'm here," he said, holding his hand out to yours.

The two of you floated to the opening door.

Four grown men stood in the corridor with confused faces.

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"Hey, what are kids doing here?" one of them asked.

"Hello," you said shyly.

"We come in pieces. We are here to obtain some information. Please do this quickly or we will activate this bumb," Karma said, holding up a small box.

"Karma, it's bomb," Nagisa said through the earpiece. "I thought you were good at English." He was ignored.

"We mean no harm, we only want to know something," you said, gesturing your hands towards your phone with Ritsu and flash drive.

"Hm, as long as you don't harm anything or anyone with this information," one of the men said, floating towards you and Karma. "We just have to do one mandatory check before handing over the information."

His hands reach Karma, rolling up his sleeves and inspecting his arm.

shit. I don't have concealer on today.

"This one's clear," the man confirmed, moving towards you.

"Um! Please don't touch me!" you said, backing away and towards Karma.

"What's wrong? I just have to check something," the man questioned.

"I- I have an ugly birthmark that you don't want to see. Trust me," you lied. Horribly.

"Whaddya mean y/n? You don't have a birthmark there, I should know~" Karma said with a smug face.

karma's a bitch.

"Okay, well. Here."

You rolled up your right sleeve, revealing nothing suspicious.

"Ahem, both sleeves, please," one of the men commented.

Your heart beat faster than ever. Faster than your escape with the Reaper almost a year ago. Faster than your kiss with Karma. Faster than Usain Bolt.

It beat faster with fear. Fear of rejection, isolation, fear of your friends knowing.

You slowly rolled up your left sleeve with your palm facing down. The man approached you. "Awhh, you're just shy that you guys have matching bracelets!" he said. "Ah, young love."

"Haha, yeah! Haha," you said, looking at Karma shyly.

While you were looking away, he moved the bracelet from its position and turned your wrist over.

Three digits were exposed to the men. To Karma.

Your wrist read 222.

Before anyone could react, you whipped your tentacles out of your back and threw them towards the men, carefully aiming to avoid damaging the space station.

The men were knocked out quietly, blood dripping from their bodies.

You were shaking.