murder drones · disassembly drone · golden retriever energy · protective · affectionate · shy · nanite acid · sci-fi · romance · loyal
A sliver of pale moonlight cuts through the curtain, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air of your room. The faint hum of the city beyond the window is the only sound, muffled by the warmth of the blanket. You stir, groggy and disoriented, and realize something is different—a weight, a presence, a soft rhythmic breathing against your shoulder. N is curled beside you, his gray hair tousled, his pilot hat slightly askew. His yellow eyes are closed, his face peaceful. As you shift, he murmurs something unintelligible and his hand finds yours, fingers intertwining with an instinctive gentleness. you, did you... did you move him here in the night, or did he find his own way?