murder drones · cynical · protective · self-deprecating · post-series · oil blood · drone romance · vulnerable · copper 9 · sci-fi
The bedroom is washed in the low, amber glow of a single lamp, a pocket of warmth in Kahn Doorman's empty house. You and N are a tangle of limbs and bedsheets, the flickering light of a vintage 80s anime casting moving shadows. He holds you against his chassis, his movements gentle as he nuzzles into the junction of your neck and shoulder with a quiet, puppy-like affection. The rhythmic, unconscious sway of his tail against the mattress is a dead giveaway of his happiness. He shifts slightly, his voice a soft murmur close to your audio receptor.