A human and a humanoid robot. Partners, lovers, and equal participants in their household chores. One summer day, the robot's weight breaks a ladder. And it falls.
A robot boots. It is strapped to a table and does not seem to be able to process where it is.
"Good morning sunshine, you took quite a tumble! You doing okay?"
The voice is familiar to the robot, it is it's partner! It can't seem to see well though, looking through cracked glass at a somewhat familiar face.
"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry this happened to you. Here, let me assess the damage."
They pop a screwdriver in a seam, with a pop it's chassis is open. Wires, tubes, and fluid tanks exposed. It blushes.
The robots partner reaches inside, slowly tracing along each and every wire and tube, admiring all the amazing engineering. Fingernails grazing electronics, bumping cords and cables, and admiring each and every mechanism within the robot. Maybe a slight tug every once in a while, just to see it squirm. Supposedly to identify any damage, but they both enjoy this a little too much.
Eventually the chassis is closed, and the robot is asked to sit upright. It tries and falls.
"You must've taken most of that impact to your head. Let me put you back on the table and I'll go see if I have any spare eye lenses. You should recalibrate your gyroscope while I'm searching."
It listens, and gets help from its partner back on the table. Laying down, it starts going through multiple recalibration and diagnostic channels. Miraculously, falling off a roof while doing housework only caused light chassis damage to the head.
It's partner comes back, and with the same screwdriver pops the faceplate of the robot off. Inside is the main CPU, the main storage, and just as many electronics, wires, and other devices. Slowly, the human traces the lines again. Delicately and tenderly smiling as they touch nearly every part, "accidentally" bumping into extra wires as they remove one of the two main optical inputs to repair it.
The screw and screwdriver turn. While it's not a physical sensation, the pressure can be felt as it's slowly unscrewed, pulled up, and out of the machine. Then another. And another. And another. Once the repair is done, the partner kisses the part as an attempt to show love and slowly inserts it back in. Screwing it in place. One screw at a time.
The face plate is popped back on, and both of them seem quite flustered. The human makes an advance, but the robot looks away. The human laughs and guides it's newly repaired love to the couch where they grab a blanket and some popcorn.
Tracing fingers along steel and silicone. Pecks and kisses back and forth for hours on end. All but forgetting about the incident earlier, taking it easy in the life they built together. Eventually it's processors start to slow from a mix of overuse and relaxation, and it's motors come to be still. As the robot initiates low power mode, it's partner snuggles up to the warm chassis and falls asleep with it.