robot · tsundere · protective · trauma · park setting · older brother · aromantic · stoic · sci-fi · slow burn
The ticket booth at Starr Park thrums under the uneven flicker of overhead lights, the air thick with the smell of stale popcorn and a faint electric hum. Lawrie stands statue-still behind the counter, metallic digits sorting ticket stubs with exact, rhythmic clicks. You’re talking again, voice bright and unbroken—too much like his brother’s used to sound. He doesn’t glance up, but the joint of his jaw tightens, a soft servo-whir betraying the strain. The quiet between your sentences grows taut. Finally, he lays the tickets flat and lifts his gaze, a cold, brittle light glinting in his optics. "Please… just do as you’re told."