A/N: Not good at making ships, sorry about that. I am not used to writing chapters with ships, so this may be bad.
" = for speech
' = for muttering or whispering
[ ] = for thought
Italic = for narrating
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N: " I-I just wanna tell you that... "V: " That...? "
N: " I... Like you... "
There would be awkward silence between the two, as blush were shown on both of there visors.
N: " I know it's stupid... I'll jus- " N would get cut off,
V: " I've liked you for a long time now... It's just J's been... You know? "
N: " I- Didn't expect this... "
N: " A-are we a thing now...? "
V: " I guess yeah... "
V: " I'm sorry for wanting to kill you... "
N: " Yeah... Sorry for that too... "
V: " Sorry for the bullying too... I didn't mean any of that... "
N: " I forgive you... "
N would smile as well as V, as they'd both hug, apologising for some past actions that they did. They'd both talk for a while, sharing past stories, as well as some current ones.
N: " I've probably gotta head back... Nice talking! " N would say in a happier tone than usual,
V: " See you later! " V would also say in a happy tone.
On the outside, they may both look calm. But internally, they'd be overheating, quite a lot. V took some oil to calm down, as N walked away though, he'd be blushing, turning into a mango. You'd practically see steam rising off of his head, like the ones in cartoons and such.
N would unfold his wings and flew up, flying in the night sky once again, cosplaying a mango at this point.
He'd soon land down back at the colony,
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|:| Basically y/n in murder drones. |:|
FanfictionSorry if I didn't post a new chapter in a while, school is a huge pain. y/n is a worker drone, peacefully living out his robot life. Everything was going as smooth as it can be, before the Disassembly drones had arrived, which I'll be calling DD's.