Chapter Text
3rd POV---
As the conference meeting ended, Jack Bright hurriedly walked out of the conference room.
"Jack, wait!" He heard Mikell yell as he walked out of the conference room
Jack only sped up twiddling his fingers nervously but not turning back. He didn't wanna speak to the supposed 'brother' who abandoned him when he was a child. Why would he after all Mikell has done to him? He wasn't gonna speak to him now. Jack finally reached the staff room. Forming a smile he walked in.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Jack asked as he formed a smile and looked at the other researchers in the staff room
"Hey, Jack. Where were you earlier?" Clef replied looking at Jack's eyes
"O5-1 called a conference meeting for all the O5 council members. It was urgent that even O5-3 had to attend face-to-face." Jack answered as he walked towards the fridge and grabbed his cream puffs
"Huh. Guess the conference must've been crucial for O5-3 to have to attend face-to-face!" Clef replied fixing up his shotgun that wouldn't shoot a bullet
"GODDAMMIT!" Clef yelled pissed off because his shotgun wouldn't work
"FUCKING BASTARDS!" Clef screamed as he threw his shotgun across the room and punched the wall making a hole in the brick hole
"You having a bad day, Cleffy?" Jack teased looking at Clef with big puppy eyes
"Ah fuck off!" Clef yelled anger radiating off of him frowning Clef walked toward his shotgun and pressed the trigger not noticing it was pointed towards Jack but either way he wouldn't care since. Well. It wasn't working., Right?
Wrong.
As Clef pulled the trigger the shotgun shot at Jack Bright, Jack stumbled aback gripping the counter for support, Clef's eyes widened in panic as he knew how painful it must've been to get shot. Especially if you are immortal, Cause then you'd live through the pain not die from it.
"My cream puff...!" Jack said tears in his eyes threatening to fall.
He looked like an innocent child who was about to cry because they lost something valuable to them. Clef looked like he felt bad for hurting his best friend's feelings but he wasn't about to show it was he? No, he wasn't.
"Stop whining, you big baby! It's just a cream puff. Nothing special!" Clef snarled trying to act angry and he was terrific at it.
"B-but... My cream puff.." Jack mumbled stepping away and sobbing as he ran out of the room to go somewhere nobody knew of.
That made Clef feel even more guilty than he felt before but, Eh. His reputation matters first. Right.?
Jack was running towards SCP-682's cell not caring about the possible consequences.
As Bright finally arrived at SCP-682's cell he broke down in tears it was obvious he was heartbroken so the alligator didn't hurt him and decided to just do something he only does to people he likes. He comforted the sad and sobbing Dr. Jack Bright. Jack just sobbed and sobbed he couldn't believe the man he loved didn't give a single fuck about him. But, Who does?