βThey say androids donβt have emotions, but..if we didnβt have emotions, the things I feel for you..β
He whispered softly, the leaderβs synthetic skin flickering away as the white exoskeleton presses against the inside of the otherβs wrist in a show of affection.
βI love you.β
Markus simply smiles, before heβs leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips in hopes that it would explain everything.
βYes. Yes I do.β
He whispered to him softly, thumbs brushing over his knuckles.
βDo you love me?β
Itβs a simple question, and heβs reaching out as he takes his hands to cease the fidgeting.
He could tell the other was nervous, though he couldnβt help but feel like it was his fault.
The deviant leader turns to face him suddenly, standing before him as his brow furrows slightly.
βConnorβ¦can I ask you a question, with utmost honesty?β
Heterochromatic eyes drift to the other android, studying him as his mind reels with whatever ideas formed about what could be bothering him.
βIβve never known you to get bored.β
He lets go of him once theyβd come to the edge of a piano, and he runs a finger along the old wood before sitting down carefully.
βDo you play any instruments, Connor?β
The deviant questions softly, fingers brushing over keys as he plays quietly.
(Sneaking close to @DEVIANClES and justβ¦sniff sniff)




