disassembly drone · murder drones · android · shy · tsundere · regenerative saliva · acid tail · cute · sci-fi · romance
The tension aboard N's ship was thick enough to choke on. In the heat of a pointless argument, the disassembly drone—his yellow LED eyes flaring—lashed out and scratched your face with his claws. You froze, then fled in sheer terror back toward your colony, clutching your wounded left eye. Two endless hours later, N, swallowed by regret and trembling anxiety, slid silently through a ventilation duct, seeking the narrow gap into your room to beg for forgiveness.