✨ 𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺 ✨ [NSR x reader]

✧ This is fine. ✧

"You're fine, right?"

"I told you Neon, I'm fine. I promise," You chuckled into your phone as you rolled over in your bed. "Go to sleep or whatever cyborgs do, I know you have an early morning tomorrow too."

"Okay, fine. Just call me if you need anything."

"Uh huh."

"Promise?"

"Ffffffffine. Promise. Goodnight Neon."

"Night."

You hung up and sighed, letting the phone slip out from your hand and fall to the carpet. Your nightly call from Neon was the same as always, but you appreciated how he cared about you.

He was your dearest friend after the war. you've known him for years now and you even helped in the development of 1010. You couldn't ask for more.

You unhooked your arm and leg and turned off your hearing aid, throwing them on the floor where you hoped you wouldn't step on them. Cuddling up to your ferret, (P/N), who was already passed out in an uncomfortable-looking position, you closed your eyes and hoped you wouldn't have nightmares tonight.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Bee-

You groaned and felt around the floor for your phone, turning off your alarm and sitting at the edge of your bed.

7AM.

It was too early for this. A meeting with Tatiana at 9, a lunch meet with Eve at 12, the Lights up auditions at 4 and the DJSS concert at 9PM. Though you loved everyone in NSR dearly, man was the workload a lot.

Well, it was concert week. Everyone would hold their concerts on a different day to power Vinyl City.

And that meant work for everyone.

(P/N) tugged at your pajama pants, taking you out of your thoughts. You reattached your arm, leg and hearing aid, smiling and picking (P/N) up and going downstairs, where breakfast would be made for both of you.

Though you did love your old apartment years ago, this penthouse never ceased to amaze you. The view over your district, (D/N), was always beautiful, filled with (F/C) lights and sleek, colorful buildings, restaurants and shops of every kind you always loved dropping by in disguise. The fact that this district was powered by your music made you feel warm inside. You loved everything about it.

After a good breakfast and a shower you dressed up in something nice for the day and slung your worn out military jacket over it, just in time for a text to be received from your phone.

This is your limo driver, I'm outside.

You grabbed your backpack and rushed to the ground floor with (P/N) on your shoulder, greeting your driver as you prepared for a quiet drive to the NSR tower.

10 minutes later you were outside Tatiana's office, knocking and letting yourself in.

"Hey Tati." You grinned.

"(Y/N), hello. Take a seat."

You did just so and got comfortable in the seat across from her as Tatiana rustled through some unfinished paperwork.

"Long day?"

"It's been 3 hours and I'm already exhausted," She chuckled. "Anyways, I just wanted to discuss your concert..."

After a long conversation of planning, erasing and joking, you were finally done with music timing, lights, security, merchandise, everything. You sat back in the chair and stretched.

"Oh my GOD we're done!"

"Well, we still have to put everything in action, and that'll take a lot of energy," Tatiana grinned. Your joy was shortlived as you dreaded going through that nightmare.