Angst somewhat
(N and Uzi share similar feelings over how the other looks at a different person)
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"Put that conventionally attractive male down!" The words rang in N's head. The words gave him a feeling that wormed its way through his body as he remembered it happen. He didn't know why, but he just felt so... jealous. He tried to shake off the feeling, but it stuck to him like a cat trying to shake tape of its paw.
He didn't have a reason to feel left behind though, did he? Did he even feel left behind? Was there something more to this? He laughed to himself nervously. It wasn't like that. He liked V!!
Right...?
N rubbed his arms aggressively, trying to make the feeling of doubt subside. Why should he care if Uzi liked Thad? Not like he liked Uzi, right?
Or maybe he did. N began to consider how he might feel about this worker. She may be rude, oblivious, and moody at times, but no matter what she always did her best to help him if he had a problem.
Uzi remembered his name, and that was more than V had ever done. But that certainly didn't mean anything. He remembered her name. It wasn't like he made an effort to remember when they first met or anything, or was it?
She just had a way of doing things and even a way of just being that made him feel warm and happy. Maybe he did like her, but did it really mean anything important?
It was a vicious chase. Here he was, chasing after both V and Uzi. At least V was a disassembly drone. He didn't think any less of Uzi for being a worker though. In fact, that was one if the things about her that seemingly enticed him.
She was just so different, and he liked learning about new things from her. She may not always have the best emotional input, but she was warming up to him anyways. And it meant the world to him that she was.
So, maybe he did like the little worker after all. That didn't change anything else though. He still loved V. And he still felt so jealous thinking about Uzi loving Thad. Maybe he'd wait for Uzi to get back from her scavenging to talk to her.
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Uzi was digging through scraps of the human civilization that fell on this planet. A civilization she so greatly hated. She hated more than just humans though; she hated V too.
V walked around acting like she was such tough shit. Always talking down to N too. He didn't deserve that. He was such a nice drone. N was so sweet and being with him felt like there was a happier place in the world.
But not with him with him!! Shut up!!!
She just... Liked spending time with him. He always had something helpful to say, and while he didn't have the best views on right and wrong or how people should treat him, he was always extremely kind to her.
"I'm not letting you shoot V with that thing!" Uzi found the line of N's repeating in her head. So what if she shot V with her sick as hell railgun? V never treated N fairly or gave him the attention and love he deserves.
He's such a lovable dork. Uzi found herself giggling and was caught off guard. What the hell was she doing? She didn't like some disassembly drone. She then growled at her own thoughts. He was more than just 'some disassembly drone.'
N was the sweetest, most kind, caring, and understanding drone she knew. He meant so much more to Uzi than just the title of his species. He was always there to make her smile, and laugh, and blush.
Wait... Blush?
Uzi dropped the scrap the held in her hand with sudden realization. Well, shit. She might have developed some sort of feeling for N.
Was that a bad thing though? No, not really. Did she need to talk to him about it? Yeah, probably. Was she looking forward to that conversation? No, not particularly.
Uzi groaned, slinging her backpack of scrap over her shoulder. 'Well this will be fun.' She thought sarcastically. She trudged her way through the thick and cold snow, slowly making her way back to the corpse spire.
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N was fidgeting with his hands nervously. He could hear the approaching footsteps of a worker; not nearly heavy enough to be a disassembly drone, and most disassembly drones flew to get around.
N took his hat off and ran his hands through his hair. He saw a shadow fall across the main entrance and purple hair. No surprise, it was Uzi.
"H-hey Uzi!" He called out anxiously. Uzi looked at him. She seemed surprised, and he wasn't sure if it was his visor seeing things, but she seemed to be blushing. He put his cap back in its rightful place on his soft hair and Uzi cleared her throat, looking at her shoes.
N stepped forward closer to her and rubbed the back of his neck. "Hah... Uhm.. S-so..." He started. "I think we need to talk" Uzi interrupted sounding desperate.
"Oh. I mean- yeah! Sure! Makes sense, yeah!" N blurted with a nervous laugh. Uzi and N both sat uncomfortably in the snow. "So, what us it?" N prompted her to talk.
Uzi played with the strings to her backpack as she spoke and avoided making eye contact, "Its just- well..." Her eyebrows creased.
"I think that I developed feelings for you" she whispered.
And with that sentence, N's software went through several different malfunctions. Uzi looked guilty and N realized he hadn't said anything back. "Oh!" He breathed sharply causing Uzi to look at him.
"That's kinda funny, cause I wanted to tell you the same thing." He whispered softly, almost as if in a daze. "Wait! Ah- biscuits!" He blurted. "I-I didn't mean that I developed f-feelings for myself! I meant that I was gonna say the same thing, but to you! About you! Gah! I mean, I like you!"
N's face felt hot. Uzi had pulled her beanie over her face. "You idiot..." She grumbled affectionately. N hid his face in his hands. His tail swished behind him happily. Uzi scooted towards him and leaned against his side.
She felt colder than he did. He closed his eyes to savor her by his side and decided he really liked it. He felt something tug on his coat and went along with the tug so that he was laying his head in her lap.
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She took his cap off and played with his soft hair. She had blushed at earlier wondering if it was as soft as it looked. Uzi saw the happy look on N's face and wondered if she was the first to hold him like this.
Remembering how N spoke of his teammates, it was a possibility. She felt herself boil with anger for V once again. But then she took a deep breath and looked down at N. He was here now, and she planned on staying too.
Uzi traced her hand down the disassembly drones face and cupped his cheek, stroking it with her thumb. He sighed happily and rubbed his face against her.
She wondered if other parts if him were as soft as his hair was. If his hair was as soft as it looked, were his lips as soft as they looked?
N opened his eyes, looking into hers with a face of pure bliss. She'd find out if his lips were as soft as they looked eventually, but for now she'd enjoy everything else.
The thought of his lips still antagonized her as she held him and they both fell asleep.
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