One Shots: Rick/Morty X OC

Seth X Slick Morty: Selfish Love

(Seth's POV)

I was made to protect Morty. Most call him Slick. And as a robot, I was programmed to have emotions and such. And that caused me to love Slick. And he loves me but won't let anyone know because others would make fun of him. So we are alone in our dorm and we get to share a bed, which is nice because I get to lay on Slick's chest. We sit on his bed, casually talk with soft music I choose in the background. His slicked back hair is cute. His dramatic attitude is just right...

"Hey, Morty" I grab his attention. He looks at me.

"Yeah?" He replies.

"Do you think that when you finally get adopted by a Rick, he will let me still be with you? As in still be there with you? Or do you think he will use me for a toaster or something?" I ask. It's a very honest and curious question. Something to trivial as to have me by his side. He looks slightly worried about it as he takes a moment to think. Maybe that's why I worry. Because Morty doesn't WANT a Rick, he NEEDS a Rick. And he NEEDS me. But Ricks don't need or want me around. I'm smart, which is dangerous and if I'm near their IQ, I would be trashed quickly. But I ask Morty because he seems to know more about Ricks than I do.

"M-maybe." He stutters slightly. He gives a frustrated sigh.

"Who gives a fuck tho, I don't even want a Rick." He crosses his arms but I know that he really does need one.

"They won't allow that." I counter. He stares at the ground past me.

"Yeah I know." He frowns deeply. I take his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. He looks up at me.

"I think we can make it work." I smile at him. But I lied. I felt like I couldn't do anything in this society that the Citadel holds above our heads. Mortys are the lowest thing to a Rick. Ricks tho are the highest because of their IQ and because they don't give a fuck. I lied because I needed him to feel like I had faith and hope but I don't. I believe that once he gets a Rick, I'm dead. And I didn't like leaving him with a Rick. Ricks are rutheless sick creatures. A demon in a human disguise. A walking and living nightmare. Satan himself maybe.

"Thanks, babe." He smiles and kisses my cheek. I give a soft blush and smile back at him. Open. I want him to know that I care and that I want the best for him but maybe this is what humans call 'selfish'. Maybe I am just selfish, trying to get in the way or Morty's happiness with a Rick.

"Seth, you think so hard like that and you'll explode." Morty chuckled and patted my cheek.

"Morty, do you believe that I am selfish? Because I won't let anyone else take you. Is that selfish?" I ask him. He blushes.

"W-well no. I g-get it, I feel the s-same way about you, S-Seth. All I want is you!" He smiles at me and kissed my nose. I nodded and fumbled with the ends of my sleeve. Why did he make me feel so shy?

"Seth, can I talk to you seriously for a moment?" I looked back up at Morty and nodded. He inhaled then exhaled.

"I want to know if you will ever leave me, like o-o-o-on purpose? I worry...ya know? I w-worry about you leaving m-me cuz i-I'm just a Morty. A c-c-coward ya know? And I don't want you to leav-" I shut him up with a kiss. I push him back onto the bed and I hover over him. I separate from him and look into his eyes seriously.

"Morty, I would never, never ever, leave you. Not because of a Rick or because you THINK you're a coward. You got to know that I love you for who you are, I won't leave you until you either die from old age or I get dismantled or something which may be a possibility if you get a Rick who wouldn't want me around." I explain to him seriously. He stares up at me. His blue eyes are so gentle. So nice and calming like a sky. A normal sky, not the one in the Citadel. Because that is so fake. Just so fake and I want to go outside on Earth and see a REAL sky with my Morty.

I like that.
My Morty.
I test it on my lips.

"My Morty." I say out loud. He blushes red and starts to sweat. He gulps, he gets ready to say something brave.

"My Seth." My mechanical heart implodes on itself. I lean down and start to hug Morty, hard. He hugs back. I feel a liquid drip down my cheeks and my voice is raw with emotion.

"I want to be selfish. Especially if it's with you, Morty!" I exclaim and kiss his cheek. He chuckles in my air and pats my back.

"Me too Seth, me too." He smiled and I feel wetness on my back. He's crying too.