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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Sealed with a Kiss 3/6 G
Beta-read by @novemberhush
Summary: It started out as a marriage of convenience, but somewhere along the way Buck and Eddie fell in love for real. But when Buck rescues an orphaned baby from a burning building are he and Eddie ready to add another child to their family?
Five Times People Thought You Were Dating - SHxReader
3. Girls! Girls! Girls!
Let’s be honest, no one bothered to remember Kelso’s first girlfriend’s name. She lasted about a week, and he forgot about her a week later. You think it was Becky?
“Hey everyone, this is my girlfriend, isn't she hot?” Kelso grinned like the idiot he was. You looked up from where you sat next to Hyde's chair. Bewitched was on, and you hated when it was interrupted. Especially when you were leaned up against Hyde's legs and comfortable. She was blonde, probably. Everything else was rather bland and unoriginal, your typical cheerleader type that most guys would probably find hot. Hyde didn't even glance at her, gaze fixed on the black-and-white screen.
“Oh wait, don't tell me, Michael's told me all about you guys,” Bethy flapped her arms at him, grinning. She pointed at Eric. “That's Eric, Hyde has the weird hair and glasses, um, redhead is Donna… and Hyde's girlfriend?”
You laughed as Hyde sputtered, “Uh, no. Hi,” you waved and introduced yourself. “Not the girlfriend.”
“But you're all cuddled up,” Betty frowned, as if you two were in each other's arms or something. You tried not to roll your eyes, heart speeding in your chest at the thought. It would never happen.
“Yeah, well, that's what happens when you don't have enough chairs and someone's waiting for you to move so they can steal your seat,” Hyde faked a scowl at you. You smiled wide and sunny right back.
“He's so paranoid,” you laughed, slapping his leg, which led to him nudging your shoulder, and would've turned into a real tussle if there wasn't a guest around. As is, it was your basic slap fight.
“So,” Bitty scrunched up her forehead in thought, “you're not dating.” Not a smart one, huh? Not that you were all that surprised. Kelso didn't tend to date for brains when boobs were right there and easily accessible.
“No,” you shook your head slowly, enforcing the thought in this girl's skull.
“Yeah, that,” Hyde muttered in agreement, staring at the TV screen.
They broke up when she made a move on Hyde. You do remember slapping the hell out of her, if nothing else.
Gratitude (Yandere! Daniel x Female Reader.) (Chapter Three.)
Authors Notes- Aaaaand here we are back with another chapter to Gratitude. IN this chapter poor Daniel will suffer from some horrible nightmares, but thankfully our darling reader is there for him when he wakes up. And as you know I like to warn people about anything triggering in the Authors Note. So just a heads up this chapter will feature things such as swearing, mentions of abuse, blood, and death as well as some choking. If none of this is your cup of tea then this is where we part ways. But I’ll remember our time fondly. Now that we got that out of the way here is Chapter Three of Gratitude. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter Three: Nightmares.
He was back, back with Emma and her parents, before...before he grabbed the gun and-
“Daniel?”
Daniel’s heart skipped a beat as he heard the all too familiar voice of John Philips’ voice anger tinting his voice, sending a shiver down Daniel’s spine, but he didn’t dare defy him, after all as the man told him time and time again when Daniel so much as tried to speak out that Daniel belong to them.
And as much as sweet Emma did love him, as much as she saw him as her best friend in the entire world, as she put it. Her parents, however only saw him as an object, something do help around with tasks such as preparing dinner or taking care of Emma when they were too busy with work and such.
However today seemed to be one of those days when Mr. Philips was at home while Emma and his wife were out, Daniel swallowed thickly, as much as he respected him the man did unnerve him. It didn’t help that he had a temper sometimes. And unfortunately for Daniel it seemed to be one of those days when John Philips’ temper was at the breaking point, as Daniel walked into the living room he felt the mans anger filled eyes settled on him.
And that was all the warning Daniel got before the man advanced on him, hands fisting the front of Daniel’s shirt, spittle flying from the mans lips as he screamed obscenities' at him over something... then darkness, blue blood staining the ground as pain lanced through Daniel’s body. It must’ve been hours since he first went offline when- No! Daniel forced those thoughts from his head as he struggled to get to his feet.
“Daniel.” Another voice spoke, this one younger, female, and as he looked up as saw Emma emerge from the darkness. That kind sweet smile on her lips as she looked down at him, she had always been there for him, just like he had been there for her. But the girl that stood before him wasn’t kind sweet girl from before. a cruel smile formed on her face as she forced him on to the ground once more, sending him face first into the puddle of blood.
“Oh, Daniel.” She cooed, her foot still resting on the back of his head. “You honestly thought that we cared for you?” The little girl taunted, images of the time they spent together flashing before his eyes, tears welling in them as she said this.
“But that’s just typical, really.” Emma’s voice was soon replaced with a new, unfamiliar voice, your voice, and suddenly Daniel found himself looking up at you clad in a pure white dress. Gone was the sweet smile that graced your face when he first met you. Now a cruel look replaced it, Daniel’s bottom lip trembled as you crouched down in front of him, your fingers fisting his hair, forcing him to look up at you. “After all you’re nothing more than a machine, a machine to be used by us, to be used until you break then to be thrown out. You’re nothing.”
Upon hearing those words anger swelled in his chest, gritting his teeth he grabbed a hold of your wrist, prying it from his hair as he pressed you against the wall across from him. The scene changing the two of you now stood on the roof where Daniel had his last stand against the police. However now the bodies of Emma and her parents lay dead before him. Blood staining the ground around the two of you.
“You’re wrong.” Daniel snapped, his grip tightening on your shoulders. However before Daniel could utter another word you threw your head back and burst out laughing.
How DARE you? Daniel felt his jaw clench at that, without warning he struck you hard across the face, busting you lip wide open, bright red blood spilling down your chin as you looked up at him. That sick smile never seeming to leave your face as you got to your feet. You had brought him back only to taunt him like this?! Who did you think you were? You were human, a mere weak, fragile human, you were nothing.
“Oh Daniel.” You sighed, taking a step towards him, fingers brushing against his cheek ever so slightly, making him jerk away. “It doesn’t matter what you think you’re nothing.” You broke out laughing once more, your head thrown back, revealing your slender neck to him.
And before you knew it Daniel had wrapped his hands around it, and squeezed. However despite this you seemed undisturbed as you smiled at him. “Daniel.” You sighed, sounding exasperated as he growled.
He wanted to hurt you, and yet it seemed no matter what he did to you it didn’t seem to hurt you as you looked up at him challengingly.
“Daniel.” You taunted, your fingers brushing the sides of his face as he continued to choke you.
***
“Daniel!” A new voice spoke, jerking the android awake, soft blue eyes snapping open, finding himself back in your living room where you allowed him to sleep.
“Daniel, stop!” A voice shouted, looking towards the doorway he was surprised to see Katie standing there, fear etched on her face as she looked at him. It was then he realized what was going on.
Feeling nails digging into the flesh of his arms he looked in front of him, his eyes eyes going wide as he saw you there, his hands wrapped tightly around your neck as you struggled to break free, terror shining in your eyes. Letting out a dismayed cry he released you, as you dropped to the ground, coughing violently as air rushed back into your lungs, your hands brushing against your neck.
What had he done? It hadn’t even been a day and he had already hurt you. After you had been so kind to him too.
“No...I....” he choked out, guilt gripping him as he took a few steps away from you, allowing Katie and Sofie to rush to your side, neither woman giving him a second glance.
Mouth opening a closing a few times he cast one final glance at you, seeing the tears streaming down your flushed face he left the room. Just when you had given him a second chance here he is throwing it back in your face he... he needed to leave, needed to get as far away from your as possible. After all who would want to be with someone who hurt people like him? Biting down on his bottom lip he slowly made his way towards the door when-
“D-Daniel...” he stopped in his tracks as he heard your voice call out to him. Hand hovering above the doorknob he looked to you, seeing your flushed face and the tears streaming down your face as you moved towards him. Sofie and Katie close beside you, casting him wary glances as they helped you into the seat at the table.
“Please don’t go...” you choked out.
Blinking a few times he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. After he had hurt you, you still wanted him around.
“But I...” Daniel trailed off, swallowing thickly. “I hurt you.”
“You were having a nightmare.” You told him, as Sofie handed you a glass of water. “And when I found out and tried to wake you...well, I guess you were still dreaming and...” you hissed through your teeth and rubbed at your neck, you would have bruise for a while given how hard he was squeezing, that would earn some questioning looks from people at work, maybe you should find time to buy a scarf or several until it healed.
Shaking that thought from your head you looked to Daniel, your heart going out to him as you saw the guilt etched on his face as he looked down at you. “It’s okay, Daniel.” You said, reaching out to him, your fingers brushing against the scars on his cheek as he took the seat across from you.
You were something else. Daniel thought, as he leaned into the touch. Anyone else would have sent him packing to the junkyard the moment it happened, but you... you forgave him. Looking up at him he took in the sight of you, to the tears drying on your reddened cheeks to the overly large t-shirt you no doubt wore to bed Daniel realized something as you pulled your hand away.
He realized that in that moment he found himself wanting, wanting you. After all someone like you who helped people like him, people who had hurt others before it was only a matter of time before someone cruel took advantage of you. And it would be up to him to keep you safe, besides he thought darkly, all guilt having melted away as he looked to you.
What better way to thank you than to keep you safe, Daniel glanced to your friends who sat on either side of your, looking at him warily. Than to keep you hidden away from the world that would hurt you. Even if that meant getting rid of the people you called your friends, since as he looked to them, it was only a matter of time before they eventually turned on you as well.
Smiling to himself Daniel watched you as you talked silently with your friends a plan forming in his head. When all was said and done you would be his...
By My Side, Forever. (Yandere! Markus x Android! Reader) (Chapter Three)
Authors Note- And here we are with Chapter 3 Of By My Side, Forever. Now this chapter will feature some violence, death, and blood. As well as our poor reader feeling a little conflicted about everything, and that is all I am going to say I don’t want to say anything for fear of spoiling too much. So without further ado here is Chapter Three. I hope you enjoy
Chapter Three
Things weren’t going to change, you thought with a tired sigh as you looked up at the TV once more, a grim faced reporter delivering the news about the attacks of the Cyberlife stores through out the city. Something you were involved in, remembering how your fuel pump skipped a beat as you crept out of the manhole along with several other androids. All eager, and anxious about what you were about to do.
Remembering looking up at the imposing Cyberlife store, and the androids within. Though you were eager to help you were also rather nervous, what if someone came across you? What were you to do then? Thankfully more than a few of your fellow androids had reassured you, allowing you to relax and focus on your tasks. A smile forming on your lips as you managed to accomplish your tasks, greeting several newly deviated androids before your little celebration was cut short by the sound of sirens blaring in the distance.
Cursing you and the others ran, darting down street corners, and hiding behind dumpsters hoping that they wouldn’t get caught, and thankfully none of them did. At least not in your little group, however Markus’ group weren’t so lucky as you heard that several were gunned down as they ran for freedom. But thankfully Markus, North and several others had returned none the worst, and with your numbers greatly increased.
You remember the relief that washed over you as you embraced Markus and North, expressing relief that neither of them were harmed, reassuring Markus when he asked how things had gone of your end. Which you assured them that everything went swimmingly. But despite everything you couldn’t help but have this nagging feeling in the back of your mind. There was something else... Markus was hiding something from you. You could feel it.
And now here you were staring up at the TV as the deaths of two police officers were reported. More human deaths, you had feared as much.
“I was hoping to tell you about that earlier.” A voice spoke up, as you turned to face Markus. You wanted to feel anger, he had promised you that no more humans would get harmed in their fight for freedom. And yet, two more humans had died. Granted, you were a little conflicted, you knew that the police had opened fire on several androids who were fleeing to Jericho, and you weren’t there so you didn’t have the whole story, but still...
“They attacked us first.” Markus said, before you could utter a word. “They opened fire on us without so much as a second thought. What was I supposed to do?” Markus took a step towards you, looming over you. “Just let them go unpunished?”
“So killing them was the only way you could do that?” you spat, eyes narrowing. Your arm twitching, causing you to clap you undamaged hand on it to stop it. It seemed like it would act up whenever you were upset. “They did have families, Markus.”
And those androids that were so heartlessly gunned down were living beings. Markus wanted to say, but as he looked down at you, his mouth open ready to continue to argue the point. When he stopped, you would never understand his thoughts, you thought him violent, blood thirsty. You thought him a monster, didn’t you?
"So do you expect me to let them go unpunished?” He asked, voice devoid of emotion.
Opening your mouth you found yourself with nothing to say. Markus felt the corners of his mouth turning upwards at that. His smile disappearing as you looked up at him, all anger melting from your face, defeated. Chuckling to himself, Markus pulled you in for a hug. Relishing the feel of you against him he sighed.
“Just be patient, you’ll see.” He whispered, hand running up and down your back, making you shiver slightly as listened to him. “In the end it’ll all work out.” Pulling away he placed a tender kiss on your forehead before finally letting you go.
Silently you nodded, he was never going to listen to you, he was so intent on doing it this way, wasn’t he. And you, you despite everything, despite all your arguments and attempts to get him to change his ways were still here despite saying that you would leave. You didn’t know why you hesitated, maybe it had something to do with having no place to go. And with violence against androids on a rise you found yourself unable to leave, so here you were.
Biting down on your bottom lip you watched as Markus left you alone, shaking your head you retreated to you room, you needed time to be alone, and maybe it was foolish of you to continue to think this but you hoped, seriously hoped that as time went on you hoped Markus would change his ways before the humans had enough and decided to put an end to the android cause once and for all.
You sincerely hoped it would never come to that. You hoped Markus would change his ways. Little did you know how wrong you could be...
*A Few Days Later*
A few days later you along along with several other androids marched along the streets of Detroit, Markus at the front, with every step forward more and more androids joined. And despite that feeling that something was going to go very wrong you couldn’t help but smile as your numbers grew. That feeling was replaced quickly though, with fear as several police cars moved to block the androids protesting.
Guns were trained on the group, but your eyes were fixed on Markus, who looked to you, his hand resting reassuringly on your shoulder, as if to ease your worries away. Until shots rang out all around you, several of your fellow androids falling dead all around you.
“Markus...” you whimpered, looking to him, as he stared straight at the humans as more shots rang out, and more androids fell dead. Wasn’t he going to do something? Biting down on your lip you fought the urge to run, to leave your comrades to deal with the humans alone.
You wished you ran, you wished you never agreed to come as Markus, after listening to the words of Simon and the others did he and several other androids rush to meet the humans head on. More bloodshed. You thought as you remained where you were, watching with terrified eyes at the chaos all around you. Until... silence, bodies both android and human alike littered the ground around you. Blood both blue and red staining the ground as you knelt before the body of an android as he looked up at you before his life ebbed away. And as tears spilled down your cheeks all you could feel was anger.
Not at the humans, but at Markus, placing the body down on the ground you watched him as he knelt down in front of the body of another android, as the dying android smiled up at him. Asking him if they won, and all you could do was slowly get to your feet and walk away. You needed to go back to Jericho, you needed to grab a few things before you left. Any reluctance you had about leaving Jericho had melted away as you watched android and human fall dead all around you. You weren’t going to be apart of this anymore.
***
“Notebook, pens... anything else I’m forgetting?” you muttered, as you looked around your room, a ratty dark blue backpack sitting open in front of you. Your notebook and several packets of blue blood filling it. You were leaving, and the thought of that alone brought tears to your eyes. Jericho had been your home, and now you were leaving.
You couldn’t be a part of it any longer, if you did you no doubt would lose your mind. So here you were locked in your room, packing up your meager belongings ready to leave. Just a few more things before you left, moving towards the cracked and grimy mirror you took a look at yourself. Taking note of the blinking red LED you grabbed a piece of glass, gripping it hard enough to break synthetic skin, causing blood blue to trickle down the edges and on to the floor as your raised it to your LED. Biting down on your bottom lip as it dropped to the ground.
There you thought as you looked up at your reflection once more. Now you wouldn’t stand out as much. Sure, being one of many AP700 models in Detroit you knew you be recognized as an android, but it reassured you that if you did get caught it wouldn’t be because of the blinking light in your temple. Pulling the hood of your ratty navy blue hoody over your head you grabbed your back pack and moved towards your door.
Opening it you peered out, seeing no sign of anyone waiting for you, you stepped out and moved down the halls at a brisk pace. The last thing you needed was anyone catching you, though you really didn’t need to worry no one knew about your plans to leave, and Markus, thank RA9 was busy discussing things with his gaggle of followers.
Feeling your fuel pump skip a beat when you saw the exit you stopped, hesitation gripping you. There was but one final thing you were going to do before you left, and you were going to do it now.
“Markus.” You whispered through your internal connection. You knew speaking to him this way wasn’t how you wanted to do things. But you knew if you told him this face to face he’d never let you leave. And you knew if it came to that you knew you’d do something you’d regret. “Are you there?”
“I’m here, Y/N, finally want to talk to me?” he spoke, you always found his voice soothing, calming. Maybe that is why you were so calm right now.
“I’m leaving,” You said. “I’m leaving Jericho.” As you said you would.
Silence.
“Wh-what do you mean you’re leaving? Where do you think you’d go? You realize if you set foot outside of here the humans will hunt you down, right?” Markus asked, rapid fire questions flowing through your connection as you took once step after another towards the exit.
“I don’t know, but you know I can’t stay here, I refuse to be apart of a revolution that resorts to violence, so, Markus I wish you the best of luck, and.... I bid you farewell...” This wasn’t how you wanted to do things, but you didn’t feel right about leaving without a word as you stepped out of the rusted tanker.
Casting a glance up at the old ship you took a deep breath and turned away.
Markus was silent, as if you process your words, did the realization of the fact that you were leaving despite all your false threats finally hit him? You wanted to feel guilty but after all you had seen you couldn’t.
Casting a glance behind you, you saw that there was no one trying to stop you from leaving, no Markus racing out to catch up to you, to beg you not to go. A cold November wind blowing through you as you turn away once more.
“Y/N, you can’t do this, please...” Markus pleaded once more, sounding pitiful. You said nothing as you cut your connection, silencing any further pleas from him, a determined look on your face as you disappeared into the night.
Goodbye Jericho.
***
How DARE you? Markus seethed, anger burning in his chest as your words echoed through his head. The opened packet of blood blue spilling its contents over his hand, staining it blue as his trio of confidants looked on in confusion.
“M-Markus, is everything all right?” Josh asked, reaching out to him. Only to have him jerk away.
Mis-matched eyes glared daggers at him, making him jerk his hand away as if burned.
“I’m fine.” Markus hissed, trying to quell his anger, his anger at you. After all he had done for you, for the android cause you chose to run away?
“Maybe we should call it a night, it’s been kind of overwhelming.” Simon spoke up, ushering the other two out of the bridge, leaving him alone. The other two looked to Markus before nodding.
Well, Markus thought, looking down at his stained hand. Fine, he would let you go for now, but Markus vowed as he moved to leave the room, he was going to bring you back to him, whether you wanted to or not, and when he did he would make you regret ever betraying him. Betraying Jericho, by the time he was done with you, you would finally see, and then Markus thought, as he wiped his hand off on the edge of his jacket. See that he knew what was best for you, and for the androids, even if it meant spilling the blood of hundreds of humans to get what he wanted.
You were his, you were always going to be his whether you wanted to or not...
“Fine...” Markus muttered to the air. “Run, but know I will find you, and I’ll make you regret even thinking of ever leaving me...”
Reunited (Yandere! Simon x Reader.) (Chapter Three.)
Authors Note- And here we are with Chapter Three of Reunited. I have nothing really else to say, sorry. But true to my word here are the trigger warnings, also this chapter will include some Simkus (Though one sided), so if that ain’t your cup of tea look away now. This chapter will include such things as stalking (Cause Simon needs a hobby.) And kidnapping, and death. If none of this is is cup of tea then this is where we part ways but I’ll remember our time fondly. Now that we got that out of the way here is Chapter 3 of Reunited. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter Three.
“Markus...” Simon sighed, allowing himself to relax in Markus’ grip, the deviant leaders arms still wrapped around his waist, holding him close. “You startled me.”
“And you had me worried, disappearing all day without a word.” Markus retorted.
Simon winced at his words, guilt gripping him. “I’m sorry, I... I just needed time to myself.” He told him, before prying Markus’s arms off of him, and turning to face Markus.
“And you couldn’t find that here?” Markus asked, raising an eyebrow at him. “This place is big enough for you to have been able to find some place quiet, and peaceful to have some time to yourself.”
Simon nodded. He couldn’t tell Markus what he was really doing, how could he? Markus wouldn’t understand, and hell Simon found himself not really understanding it either.
“Simon?” Markus asked, noting his silence as Simon, once again found himself lost in thought. That seemed to happen more often as of late.
“Sorry,” Simon apologized, looking sheepish, a look Markus thought looked absolutely adorable on him.
“You’re always apologizing, don’t.” Markus said, frowning slightly as Simon pulled free of his grasp. “Don’t, I just wanted to know where you went.”
“I went to this little park I like, needed sometime with my thoughts.” Simon told him, guilt gripping him as he lied to Markus.
“You mean you actually left Jericho?” Markus asked, incredulous. “Do you know how dangerous that can be?”
Simon nodded, LED flickering yellow for the briefest of moments before turning blue once more. “I know, I-I just needed to go some place that wasn’t in this ship.”
Markus stared at Simon, sighing, there was no point on continuing to lecture him. After all Simon knew the risks as much as anyone else in Jericho. “Maybe, next time you need to time alone I can show you were I like to go when I want to be alone.” He suggested.
Nodding Simon rubbed at his arm, looking past the deviant leader, before meeting Markus’ eyes once more. “North said you were looking for me, and given how I was out all day I figured you’d wanted to catch me up on anything that might be going on?”
Smiling Markus nodded, placing a gentle hand on Simon’s shoulder before leading him away as Simon pushed you from his thoughts for a while.
*A Few Days Later*
It was official. Simon thought as he found himself staring up at his ceiling, he was obsessed with you. He had come to that conclusion after he had found himself following you through out the city day after day. Even if he would constantly mentally kick himself for doing so, especially after Markus had reminded him of the dangers that no doubt lurked outside the walls of Jericho.
But still, when he wasn’t helping with the revolution he found himself constantly watching you. And was surprised to learn there was more to you than he had thought, or even knew since it seemed like you had picked up more than a few new hobbies, and habits.
Hell, Simon was sure he knew you more simply by watching and following you than he ever had when he lived with you. After all, before all of this he never thought you of all people would be someone who would even think about going to the Eden Club. And yet, night after night he watched as you stood outside the Eden Club hesitating outside it obviously debating on whether or not you wanted to go. And most of the time you opted out of going in by walking away before anyone could see you. Ducking your head down in case anyone you knew saw you. However, tonight before Simon decided to call it a night you actually went in, a look of determination on your face as you walked through those doors.
Upon seeing you walk through those doors Simon felt jealousy form in the pit of his stomach as he stood in the shadows of the building, blue eyes narrowed, it should be him doing the very things you were having someone else do to you, not some nameless android, him. Gritting his teeth Simon had shoved himself off of the wall of the club and had head back home, and now here he was laying wide awake, staring up at his ceiling. Images of you flashing through his mind, after today he couldn’t help but imagine you writhing underneath him, your head thrown back as you cried out his name as he fucked you. You nails digging into the ‘flesh’ of his back as you cried, no screamed out his name.
You once wonderfully unblemished skin marred with hickies and bitemarks as he peppered kisses along your neck. You were his. You’d always be his. With a whimper Simon turned on to his side, how could things have escalated this fast? All he wanted to do was see you once last time, now, now he wanted you. And...Simon thought darkly, he was going to have you...
Frowning Simon sat up. He knew eventually he would get you, but... Looking around his room, Jericho wasn’t exactly the most ideal place to keep you but it was all he had. So, in order to make his little room on board the Jericho more welcoming he would make it feel like home for you.
***
You could never quiet put your finger on it, but as of late you felt like you were being watched. However, whenever you had turned around to see if there was someone there, there was no one. However, you weren’t alone as James, your new android (though he could never replace Simon.) Also seemed to sense that the two of your were being followed. The fact that even he seemed to know you were being followed had your nerves on edge, you found yourself double even triple checking to see if your door was locked, even your windows. Something you never thought you’d ever do since you first moved in here. Anger swelled in you chest as you thought about that, anger at whoever was following you, how dare they take your sense of security away from you? Leave you paranoid and jumping at shadows.
If you ever found out who-
Knock! Knock!
“Ahhh!” You shrieked, jumping from you seat near your window, the book you were reading dropping to the floor.
“Y/N, are you all right?” James asked, rushing to the living room from the bedroom where he had busied himself with folding your laundry, and you considered this some weird android quirk, color coding all your shirts and underwear despite your best attempts to get him to stop you never thought you’d see the day when all your clothes were sorted by color. Shaking that thought from your head the two of you looked to the door as whoever was at your door knocked again.
Casting a nervous glance to James you slowly made your way to the door, and peeked through it. Your eyes going wide when you saw someone you never thought you’d see again.
“Simon?!” You exclaimed, undoing the hatch and throwing your door open to greet your long lost android. And sure, there could be a chance you were wrong and the PL600 at your door was someone else. But...
“Hello, Y/N.” Simon greeted, stepping into the room, casting a brief glance at James before looking down at you.
“Simon... it is really you?” you asked, you couldn’t keep the smile from your face as you looked him over.
“Really is,” Simon chuckled, looking down at you marveling at how small you were, carrying you out of here would be easy, the not so easy part would be...
Simon frowned as he looked to James once more, before looking to you as you smiled so brightly up at him. Like he hadn’t just walked shown up at your door out of the blue like this.
“Wh-what are you doing here, where have you been?” you asked, circling around him, looking him up and down.
All while James frowned, his eyes fixed on the PL600 standing in your living room while you acted like nothing happened, like there wasn’t someone constantly following you as of late. How could you know that the android you were so familiar with wasn’t stolen from you and reprogrammed by your stalker so that he could get into your home?
Taking a step toward you, James glowered at the android, he wasn’t programmed with anything in regard of self defense but still if something did happen he would step in.
“I came to see you, as for where I’ve been I’ve...” Simon trailed off, hesitating he knew he couldn’t outright tell you where he was staying, but he couldn’t leave you in the dark either. “I’ve become part of a... a...”
“Simon are you okay?” you asked, tilting your head to the side, a gesturing that always reminded Simon of a curious puppy. Adorable.
Nodding Simon sighed, trying to explain things to you was harder than he had intended, maybe it would be better if he explained things back at Jericho? Nodding inwardly Simon looked at you.
“You’re in danger, you-you have been since I disappeared a year ago.” He said, guilt gripping him as he lied to your face. “There is a man, he tried to get rid of me so he could get to you, and...and I only now just regained my memory of you to warn you...” Simon trailed off, watching as terror shone in your eyes at his words.
“Are you serious?” you whispered, hand to your chest. “J-James and I had noticed for the last few days that it seemed like we were being followed, but-”
So you had sense you were being followed? Simon mentally kicked himself for that. After all, it was him who had been the one following you, but it had all been for a good cause.
“It must be him!” Simon exclaimed, placing a hand on your shoulder, and giving it a squeeze, trying to reassure you. “I know of a place where you can be safe, please you have to come with me.”
Nodding you moved across your living room. “I-I need to go pack, I-I’ll be right out.”
Nodding Simon forced a small smile to his face, waiting for the sound of your door closing before moving towards the android. James, that’s what you named him, normally he would have tried to deviate the android but-
“Sorry...” Simon whispered, fingers curling around where his thirium pump was and tore it out. Watching as he crumpled to the ground with a dull thud.
Looking towards your room he quietly opened the door to your room, your back was turned to him, and you hadn’t heard him come in, good things were going far better than he had originally thought.
Muttering an apology he wrapped his arm around your throat and squeezed. Apology after apology spilling past his lips as you continued to struggle, your finger nails digging into his arm, trying in vain to pull him off of you. Until finally after what seemed like forever you went limp in his arms.
“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He told you, and he picked you up, you weighed practically nothing as he grabbed your bag and headed for the door, intent and bring you home. “But this was the only way I can keep you safe, you’ll see...”
And with that he was gone, leaving nothing behind but an abandoned apartment, and your lifeless android in his wake. You would learn to appreciate everything that he has done for you, you would see, it would all work out in the end.
