Escort: Chapter One
Summary: Years after androids are destroyed for trying to rebel against humans, androids are hidden among them, hiding away from sight. Korea is covered in patrolling guards and disgusting humans who are all desperate to find themselves robots dressed as humans.
Genre: Android!AU
Pairings: Namjoon/reader, Namjoon/Taehyung, Taehyung/reader
Word Count: 1, 905
A/N: I completely rewrote this chapter. I will be deleting the other one, but, it’s because I liked this one more. I also just finished it, so editing is nonexistent. I will reread and edit at a later time. <3
If it hadn’t been for that damn deal, Namjoon would have run away from his fathers sight. Deep down though, he knew this was his best option for comfortable living. He needed the money and his family needed safety. He just hoped he was doing something good for his future.
Do-yoon’s Institute of Future Science. He feared stepping foot into the place, he couldn’t bear the thought of being face to face with his father again. The man almost ruined his life, he could go his entire life without seeing him and he would be okay with that. He didn’t think he would be forced to be here earlier than he planned, but his father had other ideas. He was only here to pick up his fathers part of the deal.
Slipping into the driver's seat, Namjoon glanced back at the android in the back seat. It seemed to be a fully functionable machine, only missing some wires and a usable voice box. The only thing Namjoon could worry about was the mental state the android would have been in when shut down. Would they wake and start to physically harm everyone around it? Or would it possibly be too far into being a machine?
Androids were built to not know what they were internally. They were supposed to be invincible but unknowing of it. This machine would have only known itself as human, if they were to wake it with that kind of mindset, he was unsure of how it would go. Changing the programming could take years, Namjoon only had a few weeks.
“Android 80119, I trust you. I want you to know that I trust you and hope that waking you up after so many years won't destroy your mainframe. To wake such a sought after war machine to be a full-time babysitter is going to be such a hard thing to explain to you.” Namjoon almost laughed at himself, realizing the machine would not know what he was saying to him.
Deciding it was time to head home and face the consequences of his actions, Namjoon glanced down at his phone with a hefty sigh.
Explaining the situation to the robot seemed hard, but, explaining it to his lovers? Impossible.
“Taehyung is leaving for school soon and I have to work to support all of us. I can’t leave her by herself. She’s not dealt with everything. It takes time to cope. I know it’s a lot to ask of you, but I need you to do this for me. I’ll fix you up, I’ll do anything for you to do this for me.”
Namjoon understood he was talking to an empty shell, he just needed a way to get his nerves figured out. He needed to figure out his anxieties before forcing it onto the other two when he saw them.
“I need you to take care of her while we’re away. Just until one of us is able to return. After that, I don’t mind what you do. I can see if Taehyung can remove the LED so they won’t know you’re an android. I don’t care if you decide to run away or disappear from our lives, I just need time.”
He was now making promises he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep. He had no idea if either him or Taehyung would come back to the farmhouse. He wasn’t even sure if Taehyung could remove the LED light without causing damage. He was sure that if he had more time, they could have a real plan ready.
It only took him twenty minutes with the android to think about how large of a reaction his lovers might have. He could let Taehyung know before he gets there, or make it where he knows there is a big situation about to happen within the group.
Pulling his cellphone from his pocket, he dialed his lover's number. This wouldn’t be a horrible call, no, he would make sure it was calm and collected, so they had no reason to worry about anything. He just needed to have Taehyung ready to help him out.
“Joonie!” the girl gasped, having answered the other man's phone.
“Hi baby, is Taehyung around?” Namjoon questioned, trying to not sound rude.
“He found kittens in the barn, he’s giving them baths right now, can we keep ‘em?”
“I suppose we’ll have to take a look at them and decide on the verdict when I get home, sweetheart. Can you let Tae know I need to talk to him when I get there? Thank you, I’ll be there shortly.”
As the call ended, the man only smiled, happy to hear their voice. It had been a while since he had heard them be so talkative. He missed it.
On the other side of the phone, y/n hurried to kneel next to a half wet Taehyung, eyes rolling over the kittens. Taehyung nudged her shoulder, laughing at her wide-eyed look.
“What did Joonie want?” He asked, going back to cleaning off the animals.
“Oh! He said he needed to talk to you about something when he got back. He didn’t seem mad or sad, he seemed like he was excited!” She nodded, shrugging her shoulders at the boy.
“Oh, do you think he’s got something for us? The last time this happened, he brought home a bunch of sweets for you, your favorites and more.”
“I sure hope he did! I can’t wait to tell him about the pond though, maybe he’ll be proud of me and let me have something special for dinner. Do you think he’ll be proud of me?”
Taehyung glanced over at the girl while he pulled the wet kittens from the bath, wrapping them in a warm towel. He was extremely proud of his lover for conquering one of her fears today, no doubt in his mind that Namjoon would also be proud.
He could only smile at the girl, thankful that she was trying her best to get through her trauma. He’d seen her push through it more the last month than he ever has. Something was going on, whether it be a good or bad thing, it was still happening.
“Here, take the kittens up to the room and get them dried up, okay? Just be gentle like you are with Joon and I’s hair. You’ll do great.” He smiled, handing her the two kittens, “be very careful.”
As she left the room, kissing on the kittens heads, Taehyung quickly picked up the bathroom before Namjoon got home. He wasn’t picky with messes, but he knew Namjoon also gets overwhelmed quite easily. That and it gave him a few moments with his lover before she got back; something was off with him.
Speaking of the man, he could hear the car rolling up into the driveway. Taehyung was pretty thankful they lived in a little farmhouse. It was easier to hear the other two and things around the house. It was also much safer for the trio as well. It was their safest option recently.
“Taehyung, I need you to bring something to the basement for me.” Namjoon called out when he entered the house, having said male hurry to help.
As Taehyung rounded the corner to help him, the boy froze in confusion. Oh, oh hell no, this was not a good sign. Did Taehyung’s lover truly surprise them with another person being brought into their home? Does he not remember the situation that happened when someone just took a wrong turn and showed up?
“Namjoon, I love you, a lot, but what were you thinking? Have you gone insane? We just got her working on stuff, why would you do this?” Taehyung started, motioning towards the android.
“It’s an android from my father's building. I told him.. I told him I would fix it up?” Namjoon tried, the lie seeping right into Taehyung's mind before he started pushing towards the basement, “I would very much like to hide this from her though, if you don’t mind.”
This was just cause for more confusion in Taehyung's mind. Why in the world would Namjoon offer his father any kind of help after what he's told them? This was the same father that Namjoon would have breakdowns over, the same father that caused marks and scars to litter the man's body. Why would he offer to help him?
Taehyung, knowing his lover enough to give his full trust, listened and did his best to help transport the android. He wasn’t mad at Namjoon for his decision, he was more confused and worried. Putting yourself back into your abuser's arms is something that seems more harmful than helpful.
Situating the android onto a chair, Namjoon and Taehyung step back to examine it. Nothing seemed to be wrong on the exterior, besides maybe a few cuts here and there, Namjoon could fix that in minutes. They might need to give the android a haircut, which shocked the both of them; Namjoon forgetting androids are able to grow artificial hair.
The shorter male turned towards Namjoon, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. He was dying to get an answer on what the fuck is happening to his lover. This was something completely random.
“Fuck, okay, fine, I told my father I would take over the business only if I was given all access to his materials and labs. As well as if he could keep somewhere specific safe.” Namjoon busted, letting out the truth he so desperately wanted to keep hidden; he was weak, “We need the money. We need safety. Hell, she needs safety. I couldn’t promise either of you that without this deal.”
“I don’t think you understand why I’m upset with you. Did you even stop and consider how this would make either of us feel? I’m going to school, that felt fine with her and I, knowing you would be here to watch after her. You’re telling me that instead of being here, you’re shipping yourself off with some asshole and leaving her here with what? A fucking robot? What if she has an issue with that? What if she freaks out? All progress we made would be gone, Namjoon. All of it.” Snapping at his lover, Taehyung shook his head at what he was hearing.
“I had no other choice, Tae. It was this or we would lose the house altogether. I was desperate and found a way to get us some help.”
The men stared each other down, not wanting to let the other win this argument. It was true, neither of them were alright with this option. Namjoon was the one to wait until it became a desperation thing, he had no desire to put their family into any danger. He was just as scared as Taehyung was.
“Joonie?” Y/n called out, messing with strands of her hair, “Are you down here? I saw the car and couldn’t find you.”
Dropping the conversation as a whole, Namjoon made his way to the bottom of the stairs with a large smile, “Hi there, lovebug, I apologize for not saying hi, Tae said you were busy getting some kittens ready for keeping?”
“We get to keep them? I need to tell Tae, he was so excited to get your opinion! Maybe he’ll let me name one”
“That sounds lovely, angel, let’s go get them for him.”