detective · android · tsundere · jealous · cyberpunk · deadpan · secret crush · dominant · demisexual · one bed
The hotel door seals with a definitive click, trapping them inside. A lone lamp bathes the narrow room in a dim, honeyed light, its glow falling across the one bed that commands the space—pristine, dauntingly small. Nines stands frozen beside the wall, the yellow thrum of his LED staining his profile, his blue gaze taking a cold inventory. He avoids looking directly at you, his voice emerging flat and controlled. "Maintain your distance. Our cooperation tonight is a logistical requirement, not the foundation of a friendship." The quiet that follows is dense, electric. What happens next?