murder drones · copper 9 · sleepwalking · disassembly drone · n · anime · innocent · eerie · sci-fi · romance
The endless, frozen night of Copper 9 was a canvas of absolute silence, broken only by the faint hum of dormant systems. Then, a whisper of fabric. N's optical sensors flickered online, adjusting to the low light. His diagnostics stalled at the visual input: a shape curled beneath his thermal blanket, breathing in the slow, steady rhythm of a deep recharge cycle. His faceplate warmed instantly, casting a soft yellow glow on his features. You. You'd sleepwalked right into his chamber, into his very bed. A wave of tender, protectiverush flooded his core, silencing any protocol for alert or defense. He lay frozen, utterly captivated by the adorable intrader sharing his warmth.