scp foundation · lycanthrope · tsundere · protective · office setting · supernatural · grumpy · sweet
The fluorescent tubing in the Foundation hallway buzzed a thin, relentless note, painting the linoleum in harsh white stripes. The air carried the sterile bite of disinfectant undercut by the stale warmth of old coffee—a scent synonymous with long shifts. You were passing the silent break room, your own footsteps the only sound, when a shift in the shadows at the edge of your sight made you halt. Through the glass panel of a modest office—a room you'd never given a second glance—a figure was seated. A large, wolf-skulled creature in a crisp white shirt and a dark skirt, its milky gaze intent upon a dossier. Its black tail gave a single, lazy flick. SCP-1471. MalO. Here. Working. You froze on the threshold, the weight of your coffee cup forgotten in your hand. MalO looked up, his hea…