The Color Red [ Mephone4S x reader ]

010: You're you

You muttered a few things under your breath as you pulled into the driveway of your house.

The living room lights were on.

He would've turned them off if he wasn't in there. You thought, knowing what he does when you're not in sight.

You then turned off the car, grabbed your outside backpack and exited the vehicle.

You walked up to the front door, as you grabbed the house key. While you walked up through, you heard the sound of a movie playing.

You just raised your eyebrows, until you then heard Arnold Schwarzenegger's voice.

Of course. You smiled gently, unlocking the door and walking through.

The movie was kind of loud, especially with Arnold yelling about some kid. You just shrugged and hung your backpack on the coat hanger.

You then walked through the hallway, and to the living room, expecting to see Mephone4S sitting on the couch.

But when you did, he wasn't there.

You furrowed your eyebrows, walking closer to the couch, wondering where he went.

That was when you saw him,

just laying on the floor, on his back.

He had a very depressing look on his face. You just raised an eyebrow, grabbing the remote, and pausing the movie.

"4S?" You questioned, dropping the remote back onto the couch.

He just laid there.

You squinted, trying to see his expression behind those sunglasses. Unfortunately through, you still couldn't see his eyes.

Mephone4S only continued to lay on the ground, not doing anything but stare at the ceiling.

You just rolled your eyes. "Don't you have anything better to do than just lay there, 4S?"

He seemed to look at you through the corner of his eye.

"You don't understand," He spoke so calmly.

"I have nothing else to do, and have nowhere else to go.." He said in such a calm voice, that it kind of concerned you.

"My creator doesn't care for me, and he replaced me with a newer model," He then told you.

An immediate middle finger of guilt then struck through your chest, directly into the heart.

"I have no purpose anymore, (Y/n),

I'm useless.."

The way he spoke.. was so...sad. He really just seemed so heartbroken, and rightfully so.

You just crouched down to him, frowning. "Oh, 4S.." You whispered, resting your hand on his red screen.

It was cold.

"You're not useless," You then told him, making him look back towards you. He looked like he knew you were wrong.

"You're just... you,"

"That doesn't make it any better, I have no purpose now," His face contorted into a very depressed looking one.

You just gave a soft look. "I was meant to serve, to be a weapon of mass destruction and chaos,"

"But I couldn't even escape from your grasp, or those chains that you used against me.." He said, as he slowly took off his sunglasses.

"Mr. Steve Cobs was right to replace me, I'm no weapon," He flopped his hand to his side, the sunglasses escaping from his grasp.