【～☆ psst. Over here. ☆～】Sebastion Solace x ?Male Reader!

"Psst. Over here."

You crawl to the vent, on the brink of death, hoping it's something worthwhile to your survival. As you drag yourself with your arms, you finally reach the end of what seems a forever long vent.

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"Ugh..." You groan as you can feel the pain slowly dissipating. You're still in incredible pain from the injury.

"W-where am I? Wha- AHHH WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT-" You scream in shock, in front of you is a... a... a? A fish....fish... uhhh. What do i call this.. thing? Guy? Fish-....man? Yeah. In front of you is a giant... Fish-man. He's extremely tall, looking around...eh.. 10 feet tall.

'Jeez.. what does this guy eat? Er.. why are his clothes so fancy?'

"Welcome, welcome! Don't be afraid, I'm not gonna hurt you, despite what you may have seen, heard, and/or been told. My name is Sebastian, your only friend.

If I'm correct, your supervisors have told you to secure 'loose assets'. Documents, vials, whatever. However, if I can make it worth your while, I'm gonna ask you to cut a deal. Give me any research you might have on you, and I'll give you some of the items I've scavenged. Here, you can just, pick it off my tail. These could be more useful to you, compared to some 'silly data', no?

If you don't ask questions, I won't either. You get yours, and I get mine. And if you have anything that might be running low on juice, you can find batteries on the table next to me.

Whenever you wanna get going, the keycard to the next zone is by the radio. Free of charge! No strings attached~"

"Oh! You look like you're..uh..struggling. Why dontcha pick a medkit off my tail here! For a price..of course."

"To be honest I didn't ask for a yap sesh...Sebasti-AAGGH-" You scream as you get a sudden painful jab to your stomach. You desperately hold your wound, trying to put pressure on it as you stumble your way over to his selection of items. You reach for the med-kit, but a large clawed hand stops you. He opens his palm, as if asking for something.

'Oh yeah... research... bruh I only have 199???? IT'S 200-'

"Heh, yeah.. about that...I'm uh. One short.

"Are you serious? O n e research short? How do you eve- whatever. Take it. Your obviously in a critical condition so, consider this a kind gesture."

He picks the med-kit off of his tail and hands it to you. You take it, your hands shaking. You struggle just to open it with how wobbly your entire body is. Once you get it open, you accidentally knock the adhesive tape out of the kit. You go to pick it up, but your injury prevents you from doing so. It's very painful, bending down or generally trying to move at all.

"Ugh- this is just embarrassing to watch. Sit down." Sebastian grumbles.

"H-huh? Oka-okay.." You mumble. You slowly go to sit down, you grunt as you sit with one leg out and your arms extended out behind you.

"Lift up your shirt."

"WHAT." You're caught off guard by the sudden request and pull your knees up to your chest.

*sigh...* "Lift up your shirt. Unless you'd rather take it off completely?" Sebastian says sarcastically.

"N-no? Why would I want to do that." You blush a bit at the flirty remark that Sebastian said. You really didn't expect him to ask such a question so bluntly.

'Why is he asking me to lift up my shirt? That's hella gay if you ask m-"

"Your being reallly annoying right now. Lift up your shirt, so I can wrap your wound. Obviously you don't know how to do it yourself noob."

'Oh.'

You blush a bit more from thinking something else than Sebastian's original plans. He obviously wanted to take care of you, stupid. Nothing else. Nothing else.

"O-oh. Um, okay.."

You lift up your shirt to your chest, exposing your deep gash in the shape of 3 claw marks. You wince just from looking at it. Somehow it hurts worse now that you looked at it than before when you didn't know what it looked like.

"Ouch.. did you not hear the audible breathing behind the door? It's not really just a guessing game."

"Err.. I was supposed to listen? I thought they were both gonna be right..." You shrug.

"Stupid."

"Okay says you- why do you give a whole damn speech to whoever walks in?"

"....."

"So dumbasses like you know how to react- not that I helped. You screamed as soon as you entered the room."

"No I didn- AUGAJWNSORN" You yell as Sebastian tightened the bandage a little too much as he cut It off.

"WhAt the hell? What was that for?"

"Because you were being a dick"

"Not any bigger of a dick than yo- wait no"

"What was that? Care to repeat that?~"

"Er 🤓 ☝️ I said that you do not have a big dick."

"... okay I think you've been in here long enough. Wouldn't want your head exploding into tiny chunks! Then I'd have to clean it up."

"Eager to get me out?"

"Yes."

"Whatever" You start to walk out until Sebastian's hand taps your shoulder. "What-" He hands you the blue keycard that you almost forgot.

"Oh thanks!"

"Short term memory ahh"

"Shut the fuck up." You roll your eyes playfully as you start to crawl out of the vent. You swore you could hear a faint whisper from Sebastian.

"Gyatt dayum"

"Man what the fu-"

"OKAY GET OUT!"

"Damn okay 😔"

Damn this story was long 😟 3 AM MOTIVATION 💅 💅