♡ Upgrades
MCB W eps 2
BPJD
Blue Cop × Deckerd
... Don't ask.
Deckerd watches as a blue cop car pulled up beside him. The rustling leaves beneath his feet crunched with every step, Blue Cop making his presence known. As he sat beside Deckerd, gazing out into the sparkling waves below, he could almost ignore the judging stare he felt from the other.
Blue Cop turned his attention towards him nonetheless. Immediately being greeted by what seemed to be an exasperated expression.
"Blue Cop," His tone carried confusion. Before Blue Cop could ask, Deckerd pointed at his arm. More specifically, his wolf-headed arm.
"What is that?"
"Ah, so you've noticed." He tried for a 'nonchalant' attitude.
"Blue Cop." Unfortunately, he sucked.
"Deckerd." Sweat icons popped up on his screen as he looked away. Struggling to try and come up with an explanation that doesn't make him sound like a madmech. "This is... My arm." The wolf head munched on air.
He could feel Deckerd's eyes narrowing down at him. Staring at him with a genuine look of concern and worry. Maybe even irritated, but he'd rather ignore that.
But Deckerd sighed. Shaking his head and looking away, before turning his attention back to Blue Cop. "Is this permanent too?" He asked, concern still no doubt biting at his mind.
Blue Cop wouldn't be too surprised. This is, if he recalled correctly, the second time he had changed his form while being away. Deckerd had no idea what transpired today.
"No... This shouldn't be, at least."
"Shouldn't be?"
It was Blue Cop's turn to sigh. Does he really need to explain everything again? Right after having explained it to his team? Well, he supposed it can't be helped.
"I would say it's temporary." Blue Cop flexed his arm, nudging the snout of the head to Deckerd's face. He chuckled as the other playfully shoved it away. "It's a long story. Either way, I'm fine. There's no need to be worried."
While the situation had been odd, at best, Deckerd certainly wasn't complaining. Even as Blue Cop kept on getting upgrades upon upgrades on his frame, he knew that Blue Cop himself would stay the same. He would still be his beloved, alien robot who was known for his awkwardness. For the most part.
If Blue Cop would stop trying to kiss his cheeks with that wolf-headed-arm snout of his.
"Stop that," Deckerd grumbled quietly, trying to shoo the head away but to no avail. Not that he really minded. Blue Cop appears to be taking this well. Cearly enjoying himself even with how different his body must've felt.
Seeing as Blue Cop doesn't plan to stop, Deckerd did what he knew best.
He pats the head on Blue Cop's arm.
Stroking his palm against the top of its metal head, careful as to not scratch their plating instead. He had even begun scratching under its jaw. The wolf head tilted upwards as though it had a mind of his own. And as he looked up towards Blue Cop—
He was staring at his own arm. Confused by Deckerd's actions as he brushed his fingertips against the metal plating. The latter simply laughed and asked, "Would you like some pets too?"
"... Eh-?"
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From one moment to the other, Blue Cop suddenly found himself... Purring? Growling? Whatever this rumbling noise he was producing from his voice box is called.
Being sat on Deckerd's lap while facing him, Blue Cop thoroughly enjoyed the scratches behind his sensor fins. His face was being bombarded with gentle touches and soft caresses from the other cop car. He's not quite sure what to think of this, but he's not going to lie to himself and say that he doesn't like it.
It feels oddly calming. It's almost as if Deckerd knew exactly where his frame itches. He could even almost ignore the chuckling he heard from the latter.
"Are you sure you're a wolf and not a dog?" Blue Cop could only whine at Deckerd's words. Deciding it would be best to ignore the teasing remarks from the other, and simply enjoy the moment. A bit unfortunate that his body decided to curl under Deckerd's arms, pulling him as close as they always have been during these rare nights.
Deckerd seemed to be enjoying this moment too. Finding comfort in holding him close. Gazing up at the brilliant moon while his fingers played with the smaller bot's sensor fins. He's just glad that Deckerd was always gentle with him.
Even as he often struggled with himself, he knew Deckerd would be there for him. No matter how far they were from each other or how stressful his struggles became, Deckerd made it known to him that he would always be there.
Just somewhere around the corner or in his communications system. Or even right between his arms. Holding him close as he adjusts to his form changing shape for the third time.
It was odd how they came to be, but he wasn't complaining.
"Who's a good boy?"
Deckerd chuckled as Blue Cop stared him down. Letting out a startled scream as he chomped down on Deckerd's arm.
Way to ruin the mood.
"Sorry–!"
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Notes!
I don't even know how this came to be I was just bored???
Anyways enjoy... Whatever this is!
