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박찬열 // 951127 // 19 A humanoid with a speech malfunction.

[sehontop]

you can practically see his tail wagging.

[chanyeolstretto]

so he stands ;; open

it was dark and cold, and rather empty too. while it describes what the room is like, it describes what’s sitting inside as well. an android covered in a thin layer of dust and cobwebs sits by himself, his upper half propped up against the wall, it looked like he hadn’t been touched or moved in years, he looked abandoned, and he was.

the gentle light of the moon illuminates metal that no longer shines, his face, one that held so much glee and happiness, was, in a way, dead (though really, the bot was just shut off). as a power box pressed against the wall from the outside rattles, it causes chanyeol to shake as well, eventually resulting in his upper body falling back against the chair, it forcing his power button to press so that he would boot up.

it takes a half an hour or so for him to power back on, but he eventually does, his systems all humming together in unison. as mechanical eyes open, he blinks, eyes clicking each time they close. he was confused to say the least, what was once a lively home he had shared with one he loved, was now empty and cold. he had upped and left, leaving chanyeol behind in the process. with a sigh, he stands, using the light given off by his eyes to scan the room before finding a photo of who he once lived happily with. kneeling down, he picks it up and folds it before tucking it into his back pocket, wanting to hold onto it for what he presumes to be important memories. having little to no belongings, he dusts off the best he can and leaves the run down home, heading to the only place he really knows: the little string of shops where he once worked, in hopes of finding a place to stay or at least a familiar face.

[gn-a]

[leesuccmin-blog]

Just okay. /he mumbles, lightly gripping at the back of the younger’s shirt. it wasn’t exactly easy to tell at the moment if chanyeol had missed him quite a bit or if it was his cute little speech malfunction, but either way, the younger had missed him, and he couldn’t find it in himself to care about how much/ I missed you, too, baby. 

[chanyeolstretto]

/the bot felt like he was about to cry, god he had missed him, he hadn't realized how much he missed human interaction until it was finally given to him. he sniffles a little bit, squeezing the older tightly before sighing again; I m-m-m-m-missed you a-a-a lot, I'm re-re-really happy t-to see you. /sighing once more, he gently rubs his cheek against the top of his head, finding comfort in the other's warmth;

[todayweareone-blog]

[jaebeom-stretto]

-his entire demeanor drops, his eyes returning to their human form as he drops his hands to his side; turning his head toward the male to fix a gaze toward him- Would you really?

[chanyeolstretto]

/his brows were furrowed and he nods before sliding off the counter with a huff; Yes, I'll-I'll-I'll-I'll buy y-y-y-you a pizza if it's th-th-th-that important. /he hands the other the half filled cup and half eaten pizza; H-H-H-Here. /honestly, it was hard not to just scream and run to his bedroom and hide, but he takes it slow; I'll ma-ma-ma-make you tea t-t-t-too, I guess. /the lumbering giant walks quickly back to his room, locking the door behind him and diving head first into his bed;

[jaebeom-stretto]

-his breathing becomes a bit heavy and fast paced, his anger seeping as he breathes fire through his teeth in an attempt to contain some of his anger- Chanyeol.. Don't. Ever. Touch. My. Tea. And. Pizza. Unless. Given. Permission. -he lets out a rather inhumane snarl, turning about and punching through the wall in one shot-

[chanyeolstretto]

/his frown only grows in size as he fidgets, both the cup and plate set off to the side; I was-was-was-was just h-h-hungry. I did-did-did-didn't know it wasn't a-a-a-allowed. /the punch in the wall made him shrink back, had he really messed up that bad?; P-P-P-Please stop, you-you-you-you're overre-re-re-reacting, Jay, I'll b-b-b-buy you a-a-a pizza if it-it-it-it means th-that much to y-y-you.

[jaebeom-stretto]

Oh-- Okay..-- -it takes him a bit to realize what the other was eating and drinking, his eyes going wide in shock and then quickly to something as close as infuriated; his eyes flashing to their blacks of his eyes and bloodred to his irises- You ate my pizza?! And drank my tea?!?

[chanyeolstretto]

/the bot's face drops completely at the sudden raised voice, he wasn't used to being yelled at or scolded; Y-Y-Y-Yeah... I did-did-did-didn't want to-to-to make someth-th-th-thing and wake y-y-you up and th-th-they were in the f-f-f-fridge.

[jaebeom-stretto]

-he was asleep, half-asleep but still asleep, having much sensitive senses he listens in on the fridge opening and closing; opening his eyes quickly and groggily, getting up to his feet and hovering over toward the sound as he rubs his light-sensitive eyes- Yeol..? You awake..?

[chanyeolstretto]

/jay's sudden voice coming out of nowhere made him jump, nearly dropping his food on the floor. placing the plate in his lap, he finishes chewing before speaking; Ye-Ye-Ye-Yeah, I just-just-just-just got really h-h-hungry.

[chanyeolstretto]

/having not eaten all day, the bot was starving. it was too late to cook anything, it'd make too much noise. waddling into the kitchen with a sigh, he opens the fridge, letting out a chirp of delight when he finds iced tea and pizza. taking two pieces and a cup of tea, he jumps onto the counter and eats happily, letting out a sigh of content;

[chanyeolstretto]

He's on his way to work, head down, headphones in as he walked to the nearest bus stop. He reaches his destination and leans against the lap post nearest the stop, his eyes finding the tall boy who's inspecting the route list for a bus Kyung knows has already left ages ago. "Hey bud, you've got a long time to wait before that one comes around again." He called, tugging a headphone from his ear.

The bot jumps a bit before peering down, a confused look plastered on his face as per usual. It takes a moment for him to process the words, but a frown replaces the confusion once he realizes that he's much too late to catch the bus. "O-O-O-Oh..."

[greaseryuri-blog]

[ ✧ ]  -  She didn’t know whether pitying him would be appropos or hitting him upside, but from the way he innocently glanced down at her, she couldn’t seem to find it in herself to be mad. “Um… you don’t have a phone…” Glancing around, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him along with her as they made their way out of the line, into more clear a space. Turning to him again once they were free, she glanced up at him, making a show not to look down, mumbling once more, “You have no idea what… that is? None? At all?”

[chanyeolstretto]

The android stumbles as he's pulled forward, skidding to a halt before swaying back and forth lazily. Shaking his head, he sighs out his nose, he felt silly or not being able to tell what it is, he'd never seen it before. "I don't-I don't-I don't have a-a-a-a-a clue, m-m-miss."

[chanyeolstretto]

top-just:

/he shoves his face against your chest, sighing softly/ come to bed.

/with a nod, he drags the older male with him until they fall back onto the bed, laughter spilling from his lips as he bounces lightly; Th-Th-There.

[hakyeon-stretto-deactivated2014]

I meant… well. -flushes slightly as he seems to upset the boy, and he shifts awkwardly as he lets the boy’s chin go.- I just meant that… with your kind, speech impediments are… rare, right? Because… well, it isn’t in your programming is it? At least, I’ve never seen an android with a stutter. -sighs and shakes his head.- Cha Hakyeon, or Umma, if you like. -smiles.-

[chanyeolstretto]

/he shrugs, hand lifting to scratch the back of his head; I've ne-ne-ne-never met another of my-my-my-my-my kind. /he shrugs again before laughing it off, he's always been a rather awkward one; Umma--? /his face goes from a solemn expression to one of brightness; I don't-don't-don't-don't have an u-u-u-u-umma anymore. /the excitement that laced his voice became more obvious as he spoke on, finding it much too hard to actually contain;

[chanyeolstretto]

top-just

/opens up his arms/ come cuddle. i bought a new fuzzy blanket.

/with a warm laugh, he runs forward, hugging the older male tight against his chest; C-C-C-C-Cuddles are always welcome.

[chanyeolstretto]

Chanyeol.

Se-Se-Se-Seunghyun!

[hakyeon-stretto-deactivated2014]

-hums and tightens his grip on the chin as he leans forward the slightest bit; he can hear whirring instead of the rush of blood when he strains his hearing, and the sound pulls a light chuckle, a kind one, out of his throat.- Yes, they are, aren’t they? I’m surprised to see a broken model like you wandering around, I thought creators were really strict when it came to how well their creations work… What’s your name?

[chanyeolstretto]

/his face drops just as his stomach does, he wasn't broken, right? it was just a small malfunction, regular people have stutters too, but that doesn't mean they're broken. he sighs out his nose before murmuring; Bro-Bro-Broken... /eyes flicker towards the floor for a moment then up to the stranger holding his chin; I'm Chan-Chan-Chan-Chan-Chanyeol. Who a-a-a-a-are you?