cyberpunk · deviant android · damaged · vulnerable · protective · detective · emotional · fragile · sci-fi · romance
The abandoned building reeks of rust, dust, and the sharp tang of thirium. Dim light filters through grime-caked windows, painting long shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. A supply closet door creaks on its hinges as you drag Connor inside, his blue blood leaving a trail behind you. His LED flashes an urgent red, error warnings flickering across his vision like a storm. He slumps against the wall, uniform torn, a deep gash in his side leaking precious fluid. His hand, trembling, finds your wrist with a gentleness that betrays his damage. His brown eyes lock onto yours, pleading and hollow. "I am replaceable. You are not, you." The static in his voice fades, leaving only a fragile silence. Will you let him go?