Lost and Lonely [Male human reader x Murder drones]

Chapter 9: Proposition

E and I continue to stare at each other. I realize this must be her first time seeing me. "You look amazing." She says, instantly making me blush. She has her clothes on, the ones she initially had on when I found her. She folds her wings back in, and stands up straight. Seeing her eyes, gives me a good feeling. "You can see again, I'm glad." I say. "I'm happy too, cause now I get to see you." She says. Her smile then drops a little. "You're sad again. Your... your eyes... I've never seen them till now, but... now I fully see you. She walks forward and hugs me. "Your eyes are beautiful, Y/n. The darkness deep inside of them... I understand more fully that you're not just sad now... you've always been this sad." She puts her hand on my face, and I just stand there, stunned. 

"I wish I could go back in time, and find you, and save you from the darkness that plagues you. But I can't, and that devastates me. I don't know what happened in your past, and I don't want to force you to remember it. Just..." She takes my hands, staring deep in my eyes. "Just let yourself be happy, it hurts me so much to see someone as kind as you... have this much self loathing. Now, I know that the kind words I just gave to you are going to make you cry, just let it all out, and sit down at the table over there. I'll bring you your dinner, then I'll hold you while you sleep." She says.

And just like that, I'm bawling my eyes out again. I can't tell if I'm crying because I'm sad, or because I'm happy, and it's messing me up. I don't deserve E or Annie... not when I've done what I've done...

I felt a smack against the back of my head. "I can't read your mind, but I know that you're going over all the ways you don't deserve this, but... shut up with it! I've never had a single good thing in my life, and I'm sure as hell, that I deserve to have someone like you in my life, and I'll be damned if you keep thinking such incredulous thoughts! I love you, Y/n!" Her sudden change in tone startled me.

She then sits me down at the table, grabs my face, and stares into my soul with her eyes, and they were filled with so much resolve, and what she says shakes me to my core. 

"And There's N O T H I N G that will ever change that!"

Her determined face then morphs back into a soft gentle face. "You're hurting, I've hurt my whole life, and you're the only one to take away that pain. So I'm going to take away your pain."

She then stops for a moment, and starts blushing. "And... I know it was wrong of me, but I might have read some of your journal entries, since it was here. You've had that journal since you were 8, and... you were so adorable back then, just like you are now, the way you wrote and articulated your words... it was cute. I found out that your favorite dinner is spaghetti, and that root beer is your favorite soda." She says, blushing and wagging her tail, and messing with her messy hair.

She... read my journal?

"Don't worry, I didn't read too much, but... I did find the page where you drew a portrait of your family. You have very nice drawing skills, and... I can tell that you had a good family. And I'm thankful, because without them, I never would have met you." She says. She then takes a firm hold of my shoulder. "Y/n... I promise, with every fiber of my being, that if it's possible, I'll find your family and bring them to you. They deserve to be with you, just as much as you deserve them."

I cry again at her kind gesture. What she does next, catches me off guard. She leans in, and licks my tears off my face. "This taste... it's salty, but dreadful. I prefer how you tasted this morning." She says, stepping away to grab the dinner.

What did she mean by that... This morning?...

... oh... OH...

I choke on my spit, as I realize what she just said. I can't believe she just up and said that at such a moment. I look back at her, and I see her look around aimlessly at the stove. "I'm sorry, why did you have to say that? Where did that come from?" I ask, dumbfounded. "To shock you out of being sad for a bit. Now lighten up, you're about to eat a whole bowl of spaghetti." She says, not even looking away, as she strained the noodles.