Afterparty

Morning

The first thing Uzi noticed coming out of recharge was the pressure around her body. What's that about? Dad throw a blanket on me? As her optics turned on, reality hit her hard.

Yellow eyes and a gleeful smile greeted her whispering, "hey Uzi!".

Her eyes hollowed, "N? What are you doing here? S-Shouldn't you be...". Her attention was drawn to their clothes - prom outfits. "Oh". Right. The prom, and reuniting with him yesterday. Now they were sharing her bed together, because naturally that's what happens when you and your friend mend some wounds between you and then you both end up fighting a robot with psychic powers and then discover you can also use said psychic powers and in his concern, your friend takes you back to your place and accidentally keeps you company for the night. Yeah, weirder things have happened.

His eyes, the fake ones, glanced over to the doorway. "Your dad's been checking on us every now and then. I've been faking being asleep. I don't think he knows about my real eyes, so I just watch him stand there all weird".

She glanced over, this being a little difficult since his wing over her blocked some of the view. "Wait, how long have you been up?".

He shrugged, "a while. I forgot I was nocturnal, so I slept a few hours. I gave you the cord to recharge".

Right, she'd somehow nearly forgotten that last night.

"Hey, um", he started, "about what you said last night".

It took a few moments for her to remember. Oh, I gave him a confession .

Oh robo-Jesus what did she get herself into?

The diagonal lines of drone blush came rushing in on her face as it sank in. "Uh", she tried, "y-you don't have to- I mean, is this...".

A quizzical look, "what?".

She blinked, a process she hoped would shake some sense into her. It failed. "I know we only just got back together again, but uh, w-would going that way be too f-fast?".

"I thought you wanted to take it fast?".

She shook her head, "no, no! I didn't mean to give you an ultimatum last night! I was being stupid and... I don't know".

"...So what do you want?", he regarded her calmly.

What did she want? She knew what she wanted, but taking it now felt very risky. Too fast. Right, what did N want?

Her eyes glanced away for comfort and then refocused on him, "did you think about it?".

"I did", he smiled, "and I do like you a lot".

"...You had a lot of time to think about it. You sure you didn't overthink it and now you're convinced of something you'll regret later?".

His expression relaxed in concern, "you're trying to talk me out of it, aren't you? Did you mean what you said last night?".

He had indeed over-thought it, but he decided it didn't matter. She'd been there for him when his former teammates refused to or put him in those situations to begin with, and this made it easy for him to bond quickly with her. Uzi meant a lot to him at this point, and he was now curious how much further that could go. It's not like things got much better with V anyway...

Meanwhile, Uzi froze. Whatever courage she had that night had left her. "Um, well...".

He frowned, "you didn't mean it?".

"No! No, I just... I mean it", aside from the fluster, her expression was not unlike a cornered animal, "I... like you, like that. N, I've... I've never dated before and I know I'm messing up bad, aren't I?".