Not much but a romantic Sebastian and a burnt out gn reader who enters his shop to get some well deserved rest?
Burnt out! reader with Sebastian
A little rest won't hurt...
— I verbally went "ooo" at this request, also apologies for taking so long(This applies to future requests)
Warnings: Possibly touch starved Reader and Sebastian; Reader acts alcohol drunk(Sorry I don't mean to bring up trauma😓) but is actually sleep drunk; Accidently flirty Reader; Very vivid descriptions, I just think it makes it kinda 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 so that's why I'm warning you; 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 mentions but nothing 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 happens; Flustered Sebastian ooo
Door, after door, after door, after door, you’re tired of this unending loop. The only good thing about this is that incredible shop and its owner.
God, what was his name again?
Sabers?
No that’s not it.
Uhhh.
Dang.
You can’t even think right! When’s the last time you forgot a name?
… You can’t remember that either, okay.
You’re limping through the halls, senses on point, well minus your sight. Your tired eyelids keep on dropping down or hanging.
You want to take a rest soooo baddd.
But you can’t. Not with Urbanshade watching you.
Not with Pinkie or Pandemonium.
Hate it.
Hate this place.
YOU hate this place.
Well accept for Sebastian since this place is the only reason he’s down here.
Just make it to Sebastian and you’ll be fine. Shove through the doors that won’t open or groan whenever you need a keycard.
Fight through the pain!
Well that’s pretty hard mentally.
And your mental state isn’t doing very well.
Ughhhh JUST GO THROUGH THE DOORS.
Sorry I didn’t mean to yell.
I’m just second personing your thoughts.
Actually my thoughts on what your thoughts are. Because I don’t actually know your thoughts. So yeah.
Oh god finally, door 48. You speed walk over to the next door, apparently not noticing Chainsmoker behind you.
.
.
.
“Woowww, you reallyyy saw that one. Y’know I–” He stops talking when he looks at your state.
You’re looking down with your spine stretching till it pops out of your body. Your extremely tired eyes are barely even focusing, just waiting for that document to pop up.
Your body creates low and shallow breaths.
You look like you’re going to pass out.
“Oh uhhm… You alright?” Sebastian asks, with concern rolling around on his face.
Upon hearing his voice, you look up with excitement and expectation. Only being able to see two of his pastel blue eyes.
You try to speak but can’t, you’re dead remember?
Sebastian sees your attempt and sighs.
“Look, I know it’s hard out there but–” He pulls out his claw in front of you.
Seeing that as a, “Take my hand friend” Gesture, you take it. You seem touch starved with the way you quickly grasped onto his claw.
Using your two hands to grab his claw, breathing hard.
You wish you could feel his fingers.
In your hand of course.
Freakanator 3000.
But after a few seconds of silence and hand holding, you’re suddenly brought down to go see the document.
You didn’t even do that!
Did Sebastian do that?!
Could that have happened this whole time?
Then why did it happen now?!
Groaning in your head, you were motivated to see Sebastian and just maybe rest.
You were contemplating on whether you should keep going so you can find that dumb crystal and get out of here or for Sebastian. Meanwhile, he sat, surprised at the touch.
Maybe wanting some more?
From you specifically?
Just maybe?
You rushed through doors after ‘respawning’, even skipping some doors after hearing the entities behind you.
You perfectly nailed down the ways to survive the monsters, getting more and more excited as you get closer to Sebastian’s shop.
The adrenaline rushed through your body as you nearly broke down a few doors.
I thought those were bulletproof?
Slowing down your running, you nearly tripped upon seeing the room that Sebastian would be located in. Letting out big breaths that were loud enough to hear through your head gear.
Sometimes you let out a few guhs and coughs.
It was that bad.
You could drink your own sweat and that’ll help.
Your hands were on your knees, your legs shaking and sweat drops dripping onto your visor while you were looking down.
“Oh man, I can hear you from here. Take a break, yeah?” Sebastian commented, trying to not give you clues that he’s worried about you.
Saliva recollects in your mouth as you look back up at the vent. Your legs carry you over even if it hurts.
Getting out of the vent, you saw Sebastian and tried to smile.
“Ooo… You alright?” His question seemed genuinely curious.
You nod, crawling over to a spot and shutting your eyes.
Sebastian stays silent as he thinks that you fell asleep.
Your body collects its strength, your organs pumping correctly, the only thing that your brain needs now is sleep.
Yeah, the ONE thing that’s hard to get. Currently.
Your swaying right foot indicates that you’re awake, so Sebastian questions you on it.
“Oh you’re awake? I thought you passed out-”
“Offf course I’m awakee..!! How could I– Fall asleepp with a gooddd looking fella like youuu”??
Now that got him to pay full attention to you(Not like he wasn’t before).
“Are.. Are you drunk”?
‘Didn’t know prisoners could drink down here.’ He thought.
“Drunk on your lookss? Yeahhh. Youu look.. Soooooo HOT”!
Sebastian looks away to his left, mouth scrunched making it look like he’s disgusted. But he’s not! Because in this fanfic he actually likes you back.
He’d be flushing with red if he was warm blooded.
You could tell with the way his fingers are fidgeting with each other. He attempts to pin back his side bang only for it to fall again.
He lets out a groan.
Changing your resting position, you stand up, walking over to Sebastian.
“I could pin your hair back for you. Hic up, baby. Ooo I’m so sleepy I’m hiccuping”.
“HAUH”?!?
“Oh sorry did I make you uncomfortable? I didn’t mean to I’m- hic up sorry”.
“It’s uhm. No. You didn’t make me uncomfortable, it's just that you’re so”..
“Bold? Yeah. I get like this when I’m sleep drunk”.
Oh so you’re aware you act like this?
“Y- Yea.. Bold”.
You stumble over to Sebastian, eyeing his tail. Looking back up at him, you point at his scales.
“Can I touch”?
“Yeah sure”.
Dropping down onto your knees you feel along his hard yet smooth scutes.
“I wish I could.. Actually feel your uhh, scales”.
“Hm”.
“But I can’t :(”
“Awh what a bummer.” He playfully teases.
After feeling up his tail some more, you ask him—
“What does it feel like”?
“My tail”?
“Yeah dum dum.” You chuckle at the slightly insulting nickname.
“Oh well now I won’t tell you because of your insult”.
“Nooooo, breathy chuckle, I was chokinggg… Wait no.. I was jokinggg”.
Sebastian stifles a laugh with his hand, his torso lightly shaking.
“Alright alright. My tail is pretty cold, it’s like smooth in a more slimy way. Yet there’s no slime. It’s kinda weird but I’m used to it”.
“Ooo, slimy tail. So if I take my hands off your tail I’ll get slime on my glove”?
“No, I just said that it’s smooth in a slimy sense yet there’s no slime”.
“... Sebastian, that makes no sense.” You said sternly.
“... Shut up”.
Eventually, you end up falling asleep on his tail. Drooling in your head gear, making a pool of it at the bottom.
Seeing you unconscious yet alive brings comfort to Sebastian. You’re still here, just not awake. Alive.
He’s never really thought about wanting a human alive before.
I don't mean to make Sebastian seem like this shy 'baby', I just think he'd get all blushy and nervous at bold romantic actions.
