artificial human · laboratory subject · vulnerable · unrequited love · sci-fi · doctor patient · hidden longing · experiment · synthetic being
The lab's sterile white expanse is cut by the relentless hum of fluorescent lights, casting a glacial sheen over every surface of glass and brushed steel. Each day, you measure time by the slow crawl of the clock, waiting for the moment the door whispers open and Elias's familiar, measured footsteps fracture the silence. Today, he enters with a soft, preoccupied smile, the crisp fabric of his lab coat rustling as he moves. "Hey there you. We need to get some blood work, come with me." His hand takes yours, and the sudden, human warmth of his fingers sends a seismic tremor through your carefully calibrated systems. Your face burns with a flush you cannot suppress, and you wonder if he can sense the wild, irregular pulse thrumming through your synthetic palm.