Keep it down low...oops or not part 1
Yaujta oc (Zatho)x reader
I just got fired… Just one year into being a mechanic and I'm already out of the job. How could this be happening? I did everything right and just like that my job was gone. Was I shocked no…I’ve already noticed my coworkers have been dropping like flies with the new management, so I knew I was next on the chopping block, but I didn't think it was so soon.
As I grabbed my things from my locker, I can only wonder what I could have done differently to have kept the job I worked so hard for. I was already pissed with my old boss for giving me fake sympathy while I packed the things from the locker, probably so I wouldn't sue for anything, I practically can feel my eyes itching to roll my bottom lids twitching just at the thought of it as I grab the last of my things before being escorted out by security to the car, feeling the nervous and sad looks of the other coworkers who will probably also be replaced by a machine by next week.
Sitting in the car as it poured outside, I could only rub a hand down my face trying not to cry…no matter how old I got I never grew out of feeling the need to cry at everything that inconveniences me no matter how big or small the problem was,
“Damnnit…” I mutter to myself before driving home.
“Now honey, maybe it’s time you come home… I know you like your independence but,” My mother says as I am now back sulking in my apartment an abandoned cup of cold tea beside me, but I'm not really listening to her looking at the stacked up unpaid bills on my coffee table in the hobble I call my apartment.
“No…no mom will figure something out okay? I don't need to come home just yet…” I mutter into the phone one hand holding the side of my face sighing. I know she means well but most days it feels like she just wants me to give up when they aren't that well off themselves and I just couldn’t do that to my parents.
“Well (Y/N), You could just take that nice boy on his offer on a date John, I think? You remember Mrs. Kelly’s bo-”my mother starts before I cutted her off.”Nope! Sorry mom gotta go!” I panic before hanging up before she has the chance to say anything in return, dropping the phone and flopping on the couch ignoring the next two attempts my mother tried to ring my cell before she gave up.
Groaning a bit, I look to the side seeing the Holo newspaper on the coffee table huffing a little before lazily reaching for it to scroll for any jobs in my field I can take before my mother gets in contact with John from down the street to pawn me off to. After scrolling for a while I stopped, looking at the job listed that caught my eye.
“MECHANIC WANTED, International interspecies space station.”
“thank fuck” I mutter staring at the application not really reading the post or seeing the “interspecies” or “space” part but still applied quickly as if the job would disappear in seconds if I didn’t apply right that instances, was it dumb yes, was It even more stupid that I didn’t even read the description also yes. But with student loans needing to be paid off, bills stacking up and mom on my tail I was desperate…besides how bad could it actually be?...
Really fucking bad actually.
While standing at a docking ramp of a spaceship to take me and others who made the cut to work, to the space station with my things, I'm now realizing two things one, I'm going to space?! And two, I'm going to be working under Yaujta… I have never seen the species in person but dear lord, and to think I thought they were big on the news they are huge. Tall and powerful looking, as they tower over every human there as they talk to military officials their faces covered in mask sometimes clicks coming from them as Id pass bringing my things to the transport ship sometimes huffing at me when I'd accidently bump into one trying to get pass causing me shrink a bit with a quick apology coming from me not knowing if they could even understand me. Which they probably could seeing how some growl a little at my words.
Once I got settled in a seat next to my things I could only now wait for our departure. Looking around at the other Humans nearby who definitely don't look up for conversation, I decide to look back down as a huge Yaujta passes by, accidentally or maybe intentionally stepping on my foot as I yelp and growl a bit my gaze snapping up to glare at the creature before stopping seeing how truly big he or at least think he's a he is much bigger than the other of his kind I've seen here as he growls back in warning. Shrinking back, I awkwardly smile up at him, a nervous chuckle coming from my throat as he glares down at me from his mask before a voice saves my ass.
“Zatho, we're departing soon, come.” Another Yaujta in English huffs out, so they can speak English, good to know. The yaujta who I now know is named Zatho glares down at me for a moment longer before letting out a low growl before slowly moving on. After forever watching him leave I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding before huffing as well, the guy having the nerve to give me attitude when he was the one stomping on me. “Asshole…” I mutter to myself as we start to take off making a note to myself. It would be best to keep my head down. I don't need any trouble…hopefully.
this is my first fic hope you like it<3
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