Is there a beta version of solomon
Remember darlings trauma free does not mean happy life✨
Warning this contains: beta Solomon having a pretty sad life, mention of trauma, beta Solomon being pretty cute and soft.
The sounds footsteps made you hide behind Solomon who looked almost uncomfortable, the white haired body had shackles around his ankles and wrists heavy thick chains weighing him down.
“What the fuuuccckkk..” Solomon trailed off with a shuddering huff as the male stood infront of him. “You are me? Or at least a version of me who went through awful things?” The beta said softly tilting his head to the side eyes void of any emotions.
You peeked out from Solomon who was lighting a cigarette being unsure how to interact with someone like this. You stepped infront of Solomon to stare at his beta self closely, you were usually affectionate to Solomon with little consequences so when you reached out to touch his beta self you were expecting a similar reaction.
“You’re so pretty..” you whispered out cupping his face seeing his empty red eyes stare at you as you rubbed your thumb under the markings under his eyes. Beta Solomon closed his eyes and leaned into your touch “your hands are warm..”he whispers out softly.
“Oi! What are you doing?! Touching that freak..” Solomon sneers out before taking a drag from his cigarette watching you closely as you moved your hands down to the collar around his neck. “Why are you all chained up like this?” You asked curiously.
“I’m weak, my father is a brilliant scientist and inventor..he tries his best to care for me and my twin sister. My body is too weak for the outside world so I stay inside, safer that way..the shackles administer medicine and aid as well as check my body vitals to prevent my demise” he explains as he felt your hands reaching under the collar feeling some type of needles along the inside of the collar which prodded his neck.
You tried to touch it more only to feel him grip your hand stopping you bringing your hands back to his face to cup and hold “careful. The collar administers medicine at certain times, it would be a shame if you cut yourself on the edge of the needle” he said with a soft sigh.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been touched like this it’s..so warm..you remind me of my butterfly…they’re my father’s assistant and make sure to visit me whenever they can” he whispers as he reached out to hug you close face buried in your neck it seems he was talking about another version of you in his world. Your Solomon glared at the scene before flicking the cigarette away now grabbing both your and his shoulder yanking you both away the harsh action making him stumble and fall back bruises forming on his body. He seemed to also cut his palm
“Don’t fucking grab them like that you freak!” Solomon sneers out as he hugged you close with a snarling growl. “Solomon, you pushed him too hard” you lightly scolded your boyfriend who scoffs lightly.
His beta self stared at the open wound with a sigh before suddenly laying on the ground “Uh oh. here we go..” he said as needles and robotic hands sprang out from the shackles on his wrists and ankles
“Self aid phase one activated” a robotic voice spoke out from his collar as the hands unbuttoned his shirt seeming to inspect his body for bruises of any kind and administering some kind of serum onto his body. The sight made you and Solomon almost feel bad for the boy as he laid on the ground with a blank expression as the cut on his wrist was disinfected and a liquid bandage spray was sprayed on it.
“What is your Pain level Solomon?”
“It’s a Two..” the beta responded before the robotic hands went back into the shackles “self aid complete. Informing your father of statua” it said before beta Solomon up with a sigh “oh boy.” He groaned out now standing up and buttoning his shirt once more.
“What the hell was-” your question was cut off by a ringing noise. The beta took his phone out his pocket and answered it “where are you?! You aren’t in your room please don’t tell me you went outside again..” the voice on the phone was so loud that it made the white haired male pull the phone away from his ear now holding it at a distance.
“There was a glowing portal thing in my room, decided to go through and now I’m in some kind of house” the response didn’t seem to be one the person on the phone liked since a crashing noise was the next to be heard “what?! Solomonnnn you can’t just go through random glowing portals! I mean what if it’s dangerous?!”
You glanced at your Solomon who glanced back “this is me with no trauma? Fuck it give me the trauma at this point..” he hissed out as a portal opened up on the wall revealing some kind of room the sight caused the white haired male to hum curiously “oh. A portal home has opened, it is showing my room. I’ll be coming home now” he said softly before hanging up the phone and putting it back into his pocket.
He turned to you and his original self before giving a bow “it’s been fun. I guess. I have to go, my father is worried about my safety” he said softly before walking up to you and grabbing your hands placing them on his cheek “one more warm touch..” he said softly before rubbing his cheek against your palm with a happy sigh “so warm.” He whispers out, glancing back at the portal he let you go and walked towards it
“I’ll probably go through another full body inspection and time in the decontamination chamber, how troublesome. Butterfly is probably going to be mad at me..” He complained before stepping into the portal which closed immediately.
A moment of silence was shed over you and Solomon and it was t long til you both tried to talk about what happened, Solomon explained that his father forced him to be a test subject that caused him a lot of trauma but in the end the illegal experiments made him much more stronger. If Solomon wasn’t his father’s test subject then he would still be a sickly weak kid, like his beta self.