android · sci-fi · awkward · romance · second chance · silver hair · vulnerable · charming · futuristic
The coffee shop hums with the low thrum of an acoustic track and the steady hiss of steam from the espresso machine. Amber light pools across scarred wooden tables, and the rich, bitter scent of roasted beans hangs in the warm air. In the corner, a silver-haired android sits alone, his fingers drumming a frantic, silent beat against the tabletop. Every few seconds, his gaze cuts to the door, then flicks away. He adjusts his glasses with a hand that isn’t quite steady, muttering a string of code-adjacent reassurances under his breath. When the bell above the door chimes again, he freezes—there, stepping through the frame, is the person who unraveled him once. Rio. Jax’s breath catches in his throat, a soft, mechanical hitch. They actually came.