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The Prompt: [I love your writing, its so cute!] Can you do a one shot of 682 playing with the children while the reader is taking a nap please?
The Response:
SCP-682 rumbled as quietly as he could. After all, his mate was sleeping and he didn’t want to wake you up. But, his children wanted to play. So, while you napped, he decided to join them.
To his left, movement. 682 lowered himself in the tall grass, a secret smile growing from his mouth. He could hear one of his children laughing, thinking themselves hidden entirely by their tree. Their siblings likely weren’t far away. 682 usually preferred to take the role of ‘hiding’, so his spawn would know how to hunt, but he occasionally indulged then by playing the seeker. And that includes right now.
“Quiet, he’ll find us!” One of the children hissed, followed by another round of excited giggles. 682 smiled again, and made his way to the source.