Tired of your family getting on at you for not having a partner, you drunkenly lament to Taehyung. Your friend suggests you purchase an escort android through his favourite service. Tipsy beyond belief and truly fed up, you think it would be a great idea. Two weeks later your personalised J-1-min model android turns up at your door ready to serve and you find yourself wondering what exactly you’ve gotten yourself into.
tags: Alternate Universe - Future / Fluff / Android Park Jimin (BTS) / Baker Park Jimin (BTS) / Seokjin has a very cute crush / Pining / Holding Hands / they are very cute :( / Getting Together / One Shot
summary: Cake vending machine android Jimin spends his life in a box.
Seokjin orders a cake every week, and longs to show Jimin the world.
Hey everyone! I’m a little late to the game, but I am participating in a 30 writing challenge with @guktro, @cremeandsuga, @ksmuttherapy, & @minloop made by @uhmmmsweetie! I am very behind but I’m hopefully going to use this challenge to expand on a short drabble Cyberlife I made a little while ago. I always wanted to expand it into a full-blown story but (as most of you know) I have a billion and five WIPS I would like to wrap before making a new story! I thought this would sate my fingers and brain - for now!
Anyway, here is the list, so please, enjoy!
UPDATED & COMPLETE : 04/ 29 / 2026
GIF BANNER MADE BY: @guktro Thank you, my darling! He’s perfect! 🥰 Thank you for all your hard work!!~
1. A - Age. Do the otp+ plan on spending their lives together? How do they imagine their relationship years from now? READ HERE!
2. B - Bath. The otp+ share a bath or shower, or bathe as in swimming or sunbathing. READ HERE!
3. C - Commitment. How committed are the otp+? What do they promise to and expect from each other? How do they show their commitment to each other? READ HERE!
4. D - Dance. Do a little dance! Make a little love! Get down tonight! Whoo~! READ HERE!
5. E - Energy! A member of the otp+ is hyper or more hyper than usual. READ HERE!
6. F - Folklore. Write about your otp+ in a fairy or folk tale style. Or: the otp+ shares their favorite folk tales and urban legends. READ HERE!
7. G - Game. The otp+ play a game together. READ HERE!
8. H - Holiday. The otp+ celebrate a holiday or holiday weekend together. READ HERE!
9. I - If. Hypotheticals, uncertainties, worst and best case scenarios, you name it! READ HERE!
10. J - Just in case. The otp+ has all their bases covered. Or at least they think they do… READ HERE!
11. K - Kiss. Write a kissing scene of any kind! Get creative. 😚 READ HERE!
12. L - Looks. The otp+ share glances. READ HERE!
13. M - Muscles. The otp+ show off their muscles, or lack their of, flexing for their partner(s). READ HERE! (Sorry this is the same chapter as Day 12. I couldn’t think of anything! Sorry! Sorry!)
14. N - Nevermind. Whatever it was, it isn’t important anymore. READ HERE!
16. P - Past. The otp+ find something that reminds one or both/all of them of the past. READ HERE!
17. Q - Quote. A member of the otp+ remembers something their sweetie told them. It fills them with DETERMINATION! READ HERE!
18. R - Rain. Are the otp+ caught up in the bad weather, cozy inside, or are they somewhere like on a space ship or in the middle of the desert yearning for a good storm? READ HERE!
19. S - Smooth. A taste, texture, a pick up line. Anything as long as it’s smooth. READ HERE!
20. T - Token. Person A gives person B and/or C+ something of theirs. Or arcade tokens. Or both?? ++21. U - Urban. The otp+ spends some time in a big city. ++ 26. Z - Zoo. The otp+ spend some time observing and/or interacting with animals. +++ 27. & - the otp+ have multiple activities planned. Maybe too many. READ HERE!
22. V - Vows. Write your otp+’s wedding vows or, if you prefer: love letters to each other. READ MORE
23. W - Wish. Make a wish! READ HERE
25. Y - Yes. The otp+ or a member of the otp+ accepts a challenge, quest, request, etc. READ HERE
28. ! - Surprise! Something unexpected happens. (Ex. A member of the otp+ shows up for a surprise visit) How does the otp+ react? READ HERE!
15. O - Our. In what ways do the otp+ share their lives? READ HERE!
29. ? - Time to clear things up! A member of the otp needs something explained.+24. X - Xylophone. There aren’t many x words. READ HERE!
30. : - It’s Prompt: The Sequel. Write a second part to one of the previous prompts. READ HERE!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Kim Seokjin | Jin/Park Jimin, Jeon Jeongguk | Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Characters: Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster, Min Yoongi | Suga, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope
Additional Tags: androids AU
Summary:
“We all have those memories that don’t end even when everything is over. Some call that critical error. Others call it human existence.”
Tired of your family getting on at you for not having a partner, you drunkenly lament to Taehyung. Your friend suggests you purchase an escort android through his favourite service.
Prologue
Chapter one
Your new toy arrives from the factory
2 weeks later your new friend arrives fully assembled in a pod charging station.
You peer at him through the little glass window at the front.
The online images didn't do him justice. The mere visage of this man left you a little breathless. He just looks like a regular guy sleeping, a regular guy but much much more attractive. You'd expected him to look a little bit mechanic, cold, maybe hard. But he looked remarkably soft and warm, and real. Like blood was actually pumping through his veins instead of coolant. It made you really question the last couple of dates that Taehyung had brought to various events and dinners.
And you definitely didn’t think your family was going to believe you could pull a man like that out of nowhere.
Your fingers linger apprehensively over the latch that would release him, unsure you really want to go ahead with this. You itched to get a closer look, to inspect your perfect man, but if you opened the box you would never be able to return it… him…
As if on cue, your phone rings.
Your mother's image is plastered across your caller ID and you let out an exacerbated sigh before picking up.
"Good morning mu..."
"Have you heard?! Your cousin is getting married! That's the last one. Now it's just you. Why do you hate me?" She shrieks.
She has always had a tendency to overreact in these situations. You're sure it came from a good place but it came across a lot like nagging.
"I've had it with your career first nonsense, I don't want you to spend your whole life alone, and more importantly, I don't want to be the only one without grandchildren."
You take them phone away from your ear and sigh dramatically. That increasingly annoying reminder that your mum’s siblings all had brand new bouncing babies in their lives and your mum does not. Once you had suggested perhaps she could have another… it had not been a well-received quip…
"Mum, we've been over this. I'm not ready to settle down with a family."
"Don't give me that, you were two years old by the time I was your age."
"The world has changed Mum, plus lots of people are fine alone."
"Yeah well, you're not one of them. I've found you a man! Mrs Turner's boy is coming back to town and he always had a thing for you."
You can picture him now. Not ordinarily one to judge, it was difficult not to find Francis Turner to be the most repulsive guy on the planet. In high school he picked his nose and would wipe it on the backs of people's chairs, his scabs were always bleeding from where he picked them, and his hair was so long and unbrushed that the smell alone was enough to knock you out.
You glance back through the window at the sleeping visage of perfection. The plump lips and swooping fringe draw you in. Your fingers reach to play with the latch once more. You absently pick at the tape holding it shut.
"Mum if I get a date for the wedding will you drop this?"
"Absolutely, but where are you going to find a date, the wedding is in two weeks time. And he has to be a respectable man, Taehyung does not count! I don't trust that boy."
"I know Mum, you’ve made your feelings about Taehyung very clear. Besides he isn’t going to settle down either,” you point out “Why is she getting married so fast anyway?”
“Says it’s a whirlwind romance, can’t possibly wait another month your aunt says,”
“So we should expect a baby shower invite in seven months time,” you roll your eyes.
“Quite possibly, but that’s beside the point. The point is you are alone!”
“Yes mum, thank you for the reminder. Look I’ve got to go, I’ll see you at the wedding,”
“See you soon love, and remember, no Taehyung,”
“Yes mum, bye mum,”
You hang up the phone before she can get another word in, tossing the device onto the sofa behind you.
You rip off the parcel tape that's keeping the latch shut and pop open the pod.
Immediately the android's eyes flip open, bright blue circles whirring as he loads. They settle and the blinding light fades to a duller pulsing blue that still looks unnatural.
"Good day, my name is Jimin, I am your personal fantasy assistant. Please, how can I serve you today?"
His voice is so smooth, if it weren't for the introduction you would never suspect his origin.
He is flawless.
Now you can see his entire body you are even more sure that no one is going to believe he is with you willingly, he better be programmed as a damn good actor.
"Uh.... hi." You wave awkwardly at the man as he steps forward out of the box.
You shuffle back as he moves toward you. He reaches out a hand for you to take and waits patiently for your brain to catch up with his gesture. You shake his hand as quickly as you can, gasping at how real he feels to touch.
"Would you like an explanation of my abilities?" He asks, tilting his head as if taking you in.
"Yes please." You answer, glad to have time to think.
"Alright," he takes your arm and leads you to your sofa.
He plumps the pillow behind you and then perches on the edge of your coffee table so he can look at you properly while he talks.
"I am a J-1-min model android, once again you may call me Jimin. I was created by Build-a-bot LLC for the purpose of giving you pleasure. Pleasure looks different for all users. I am programmed to clean, cook, and be a general caretaker as well as to look after all sexual gratification needs you may have. I have an AI system built in and will learn as we get to know one another in order to serve you better. Is there anything specific you would like to know, or anything about me you would like to modify? You can change my name if you like?"
"Do you like your name?” You ask
“If you like my name, then I like my name,”
“Okay, I like your name… Can you change your eyes? The blue is very... bright."
"If that would make you happy I can, what colour would you like?"
He cycles his eyes through a selection of different colours that span the entire rainbow. You consider for a moment what might look the best with the other features you had given him.
"Do you have a favourite?" He asks as they land back on the original blue.
"I think brown? Dark brown maybe? What do you think?"
'I like whatever you like... Miss?"
"Sorry, Y/n, call me Y/N"
"Of course Y/N, my eyes will remain dark brown until you ask for me to change them. Now, what can I do for you today?"
You tasked him with cooking breakfast, there weren’t a lot of groceries in the house, but it gave you time to make a call to Taehyung, something you perhaps should’ve done before opening the box. You watch him long enough to make sure he won’t destroy your house and excuse yourself to the bedroom.
Naturally, Taehyung doesn’t pick up, it’s far too early for him to be awake. It’s likely he only went to sleep as the sun was rising. So you send him a brief message hoping he will get back to you when he can.
Jimin calls out from the kitchen to tell you that he has finished cooking and you trail back in to sit at the breakfast bar where a tall stack of pancakes waits for you. He watches you closely as you bring the fork to your lips.
"Is it satisfactory?" He asks as soon as you swallow.
"It's delicious... Are you going to watch me the entire time?"
"Not if you don't want me to... what would you like me to do instead."
“I hadn’t really thought about it,” You shrug.
“Can I assume I am your first android?” He asks although it seems more like he is making an observation than actually asking.
“You are, yes. And honestly, I’m not sure I really meant to order you, I was drunk at the time,” You admit.
“Does my presence make you uncomfortable?”
He looks sad when he asks, disappointed. You find yourself with the urge to reach out and comfort him. Your hand goes up to his cheek of its own accord. You’re again shocked to find he is warm and soft, not sure what you had really been expecting, maybe something more metallic. He feels like any other person you have ever met.
“You don’t make me uncomfortable, just… unsure,”
He nods curtly and turns to do the dishes he had left in the sink, gathering up your plate as soon as you are finished. He searches through your cupboards putting things away in their places and learning the layout. When he comes across your cleaning supplies, he gathers those on to the counter and takes stock of what you have. He then reaches into the far depths of the cupboard under your sink and produces a hot pink apron your mother had bought that you had long forgotten about.
He dons the garment, tying a pretty little bow in the back and pulls on some brand-new rubber gloves. You stifle a giggle as he turns back to address you, looking thoroughly ridiculous in his business casual outfit and frilly apron.
“It is suggested in my standard programming that I should clean when not given instruction, is that okay?”
“Be my guest,” you gesture.
“Fantastic, I will clean out here and the bathroom first,”
He wastes no time dusting through your living room, you decide to leave him to it and hide in your bedroom. Your phone remains undisturbed on your bed, Taehyung still not having awoken.
You stand awkwardly in your room, unsure of what might be the best thing to do while you wait for him to finish. Ideally, you would’ve spent the entire morning lounging around telling yourself you really needed to get some work done, eventually pulling yourself to your desk by mid-afternoon. Now it felt like you should get some work done too, you didn’t want your android to think you were lazy after all.
You slip your headphones on and open up your writing app and your emails. Dismayed, you find a new selection of rewrites from your editor awaiting you, it seems your latest article was far from satisfactory.
It takes you an hour to get through each little red underline, changing words and rephrasing paragraphs. As soon as you’ve hit send on the email back to your employer, you dip your head down onto your desk shutting your eyes for a moment. Your headphones slide down and land on the table with a soft thump. You reach to put them back on but you can hear something melodic coming from the living room.
Pressing your ear to the door, you listen carefully. It’s Jimin, humming to himself. His voice is rather pretty and you find yourself leaning against the door trying to hear him better. Just as you become flush to the wood, the door swings open and you tumble to the floor.
“I’m sorry, i should’ve knocked,” Jimin says.
The robot stoops down and gathers you in to his arms as if you weigh less than nothing. Instinctually you wrap your hands around his neck to keep yourself stable, although it doesn’t seem like you need to. He carries back into your room and deposits you gently onto the bed.
“Did you get hurt?” He asks, eyes scanning your body.
“No… just my pride,” You answer, sitting yourself up.
He looks confused by the statement but you just shake your head and smile lightly to reassure him. He nods and walks out of the room without another word. You stay where he put you slightly bewildered by his abrupt exit, but he is back before you can think about it for too long.
“Here is some water, it should help,” he states.
Instead of passing you the glass, he holds it to your lips and supports your neck with his other hand encouraging you to let him help you drink. He doesn’t really give you the opportunity to refuse so you let him feed you half of the glass until he seems satisfied.
Jimin finally places the glass on the bedside table and gently pushes you forward, slotting himself in behind you on the bed. He places his legs on either side of you and encourages you to lean back and use him as a pillow.
“Are you comfortable?” He asks.
“I was,” You gulp
You can feel every synthetic muscle in his torso pressed up against your back. With his height so similar to your own it feels like you slot in perfectly, you’d be lying if you told him you were uncomfortable physically, but emotionally? This brought up far more issues than it actually solved.
“I’m sorry, my programming suggested you might find this to be comforting. Would you prefer a pillow?”
“No, this is… this is okay,”
He hums as if he were pleased and his hands land on your shoulders, fingers pressing expertly into the soft tissue. A moan tumbles from your lips before you can catch it and he hums contentedly once more.
Tired of your family getting on at you for not having a partner, you drunkenly lament to Taehyung. Your friend suggests you purchase an escort android through his favourite service.
Chapter 1
Chapter Two
Taehyung doesn't return your call for a couple of days.
In the meantime, you and Jimin have fallen into a bit of a routine. He awoke you each morning with an enticing breakfast, seemingly favouring baked goods. After the first two days, you allowed him to go grocery shopping for you to buy necessities. Apparently, he thought necessities meant baking supplies. Not that you were complaining as you munched on perfectly prepared croissants and tarts.
Then he would clean up after himself and try to busy himself with other tasks he thought could be of use. The first couple of days this was useful, like organising your bookshelves and cleaning the blinds. Lately though, he had turned to sorting buttons in your craft drawer and unstuffing and restuffing cushions, anything to keep his idle hands busy when you couldn't think of anything.
If there really was nothing he would pop himself back into the charging pod and power down for a little while. You took this time to look at him shamelessly. While you were definitely becoming more comfortable with his presence, it was still bizarre to see him when he was charging. His eyes revert to their original blue, reminding you of what he really is.
It's almost easy to forget he isn't real when he is working around the house, but moments like this force you back into the reality of who he is... what he is.
Taehyung calls just as your fingers itch towards the lock to wake Jimin up, shocking you out of your thoughts.
"Good afternoon beautiful, I see you tried to call me?" He asks as soon as you answer.
"I tried to call you a week ago asshole..." You point out rolling your eyes.
"Well, I thought I'd give you time to get accustomed to your new lover, didn't realise you would miss me so much so quickly. Do I need to come around and teach robo boy had to keep you... satisfied,"
You can tell by the tone of his voice that he is waggling his eyebrows at the microphone. You contemplate hanging up the phone, but that won't answer any of the questions you have so you resign yourself to a little more teasing. He doesn't disappoint, wasting another few minutes on all the android puns and innuendos he can think of, some of which begrudgingly make you giggle.
"Are you quite finished?" You ask when he finally takes a breath
He goes silent for a moment before confirming he is in fact finished.
"Wonderful, now on to the reason I called. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with him." You admit.
"Well, I'm sure I just gave you some very colourful suggestions."
"Yeah, no, I'm not at all comfortable with that. But like on a regular day-to-day basis, there are only so many things he can do. My house has never been cleaner or more organised and if I leave him charging any longer his batteries are going to break." You lament.
"Then give him a hobby. They can learn new skills reasonably quickly. Or use him for more personal matters. If you're really going to be that uptight about the sex thing then you can always do other things like massages and cuddling, they make great pillows. Also if you really intend to take him to a family function does he know anything about your family yet?" He suggests
"No, I guess not. That's a pretty good idea, I should prepare him to meet my mother. Thanks Tae,"
"You're welcome princess, I'll talk to you soon okay?"
"See you soon," You hang up and toss the phone on the couch.
You spend the next half an hour coming up with all of the information Jimin might possibly need to know in order to survive your family.
Finally ready, and satisfied you'll have something to talk to him about, you open the latch on Jimin's pod and release him back into the world.
"Hello Y/N-ah," He smiles and his cheeks pinch up, almost erasing his eyes completely. "Are you having a good day?" He asks cheerfully.
"Yeah, I mean a pretty average day..." You answer with much less enthusiasm.
"How may I be of service to you?"
"Well, I thought we should talk about the real reason I ordered you in the first place."
"Great, I was wondering why you had hired me. Obviously, I am thrilled to be here, but you seem uncertain." He comments.
You lead him over to the sofa and produce a notebook full of information for him to read. He flips through the pages instantly taking in the information and then waits patiently for you to speak. You relay the conversation you'd had with your mother and how it was an ongoing issue within your family. You didn't mean to go into quite as much detail as you do but you can't stop yourself from monologuing your frustration when you realise what an enraptured audience you have.
He listens intently, offering nods and noises of affirmation in places he deems appropriate. When you do finally calm down he weighs up the information you gave him in order to relay his mission back to you.
"So, if I understood correctly, I was drunkenly purchased to serve as a boyfriend figure to appease your family at an upcoming family gathering?" He questions.
You blush at his use of the word 'drunkenly', but it's not exactly untrue.
"Your mother sounds as if she may be the hardest to please. However, the tone you used to describe your cousins suggests that they are the people you would like to impress the most." He states as if it's obvious.
You don't remember even suggesting any of this was for their benefit. Jimin must see the confusion on your face and clarifies.
"The octave of your voice went a few notches higher, suggesting discomfort when you spoke of them and their relationships. It made it seem as though you might want to show off for them. Am I wrong in my assumption?"
You think about it for a moment.
"I guess you aren't. It would be nice to not be labelled as the single cousin for once," You think.
"Noted. Now I think I have enough information to 'survive' your family as you have put it. But what about you?"
"What about me?"
"If I am to act in place of a partner, I should know more about you right? I don't think your family will be impressed if I only know the order of the socks in your drawer and how you like your shirts ironed," He points out as if the thought should've been obvious.
And maybe it should've been.
"I'm not sure where to start with information about me. Normally when you date someone the information comes out naturally on dates, you know by spending time together?"
"Then perhaps we should go on a date! That sounds like the best way for me to get to know you, and from what I know they sound like fun!"
"You can have fun?" You state, confused.
"I can experience many emotions," He nods.
"Seems like there might be a lot for me to learn about you too, maybe a date's not a bad idea after all..."
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Your date ends up being a walk around the neighbourhood.
You show Jimin the area you live in and he listens to each anecdote you tell him as if they are the most interesting stories he has ever heard. In return he occasionally talks about aspects of human life he has thought about and researched in the time you've left him to be by himself.
You feel a little guilty for all his free time when you realise one of those emotions he can feel is boredom, but he reassures you that he finds ways to occupy himself by searching the web while he is idle, much like a human would.
He talks about the things he has researched with such passion that you forget these interests have existed for only a few weeks and not an entire lived lifetime.
You don't notice when his hand slips into yours as you lean towards the duck pond, your arms swinging together as you continue through the parkland around the corner from your apartment.
"So, is this a typical date activity? The articles I scanned suggested we share a meal or maybe watch something?"
"Sometimes people go to restaurants or the cinema... Dates tend to take a lot of different forms. I like this, it's low commitment." You shrug.
"Low commitment? But we already live together, I was under the impression that was very committed"
You blush and stutter for a response, only to turn and find him chuckling at you.
"You're not funny," You nudge against his shoulder.
"Your clearly flustered response suggests otherwise." He notes, studying you.
"Shut up, it does not..." You grumble.
"Oh? Am I wrong? Then perhaps my programming needs an update?"
He looks puzzled that his joke didn't land and you just shake your head smiling fondly.
"Come on, I think it's time to head home I still have some work I need to complete today."
He nods and pulls you by the hand, leading you a much faster way back to the apartment that you had never seen before.
