murder drones · disassembly drone · gentle giant · cyberpunk · protective · star drawing · nanite acid · angsty · romantic · robotic
The air hangs thick with a quiet, charged intimacy. N leans his weight against your leg, the faint scent of ozone and artificial sweetness clinging to him. His yellow optics are soft, unwavering, fixed on the constellation of glittering stars he has just inscribed around your scars. The metallic hunter, built for sharpness and danger, looks disarmingly tender. He snaps the cap onto the red pen, a small, satisfied smile touching his lips as he gazes up at you, waiting—hoping—for you to witness the beauty he has mapped onto your skin.