Robot.

Your creation.

"What the fuck? What do you mean?"

"Robots in the future are taking over this world." Yoongi moved his head towards his creator. "Kim Seokjin. You will be taken over by many, many robots. This world becomes ours." Namjoon quickly turned Yoongi off with the click of a button, looking at Seokjin. "I need to fix him. He downloaded emotions, and now he wants to take over the world? What is wrong with my creation?" Seokjin opened the door to Yoongis head, trying to figure out what was wrong. Namjoon looked around, looking at his watch right after. "I can bring my robot in so after Yoongi is fixed, they can interact with each other." Seokjin let out a small breath, nodding. "Okay. Yeah, we can do that."

"Perfect." Namjoon smiled and walked towards the front door. "I'll see you later, Hyung!" Seokjin waved goodbye, looking back at Yoongi. His robot. He turned him back on, sitting in front of him as he stared at his face. "Yoongi. Can you hear me?" Yoongi looked at Seokjin, his eyebrow clinking into worrysome. "Creator, why do you keep shutting me down? That kind of hurts." Seokjin let out a soft sigh. He rubbed his face out of frustration. "I know. But you have a lot of work that needs to be done to you before I put you inside of the Artificial Intellectual campaign. You could be the robot of the year." Yoongi tilted his head. "Robot of the year? I am a robot?"

"Yes, you are." Yoongi blinked and looked at his robotic hands, moving them. "I look like a anthropoid." He moved his eyes from side to side. "You are made of steel, aluminium, cast iron, and hard plastic.. Also wires and buttons." Seokjin watched Yoongi look at his robotic arms and robotic fingers. Chuckling softly and taking his robot hand, moving his fingers. "See? Mechanical." Yoongi stared, no emotion. Seokjin hummed, looking at his clipboard and taking it. Looking through the papers. "Creator?"

"Yes, Yoongi?"

"What is love?" (I wanna know, I wanna know, what is love-)

Seokjin looked at Yoongi, humming in response. "Love.. Can be a weird thing sometimes. You can't experience it, you're a robot." Yoongi blinked. A mechanical sound coming from him. "Love - a quality or feeling of strong or constant affection for and dedication to another." Seokjin looked up at Yoongi from his clipboard. Raising an eyebrow. "Do you love anyone, Creator?"

"No."

"You love someone."

"No, Yoongi. I do not."

Yoongi got closer to Seokjin. Scanning his face. Seokjin got confused, staring up and down at Yoongi. "Love scanner - In Love With: Kim Yoongi. Who is Kim Yoongi?" Seokjin scoffed. "You. But I know that I can't love a robot, they aren't capable of liking or loving anyone at all. So I stay away from love." Yoongi sat up, tilting his head. "Why are you in love with me? I do not understand." Seokjin stood up, lifting Yoongi onto his feet. "Gosh you are heavy.."

"I am made of aluminum and steel, Creator."

"Right."

"Have you forgotten already, Creator?"

Seokjin shook his head, sitting Yoongi on the chair. Hooking him up to the machine that he was creating Yoongi on. "I have to turn you off again, I am so sorry."

"It is okay, creator." Yoongi said. Seokjin pressed the button, turning his robot creation off. Sighing quietly. "Why did I have to be in love with a fucking.. Piece of metal?" He rubbed his face, groaning. He called Namjoon, seeing if he could help. "Pick up pick up.." Pacing around the room, he placed his phone on speaker. "Namjoon!"

"Yes? I'm in the middle of trying to teach Jungkook how to read."

"I don't know what to do. Can I tell you something bizarre?"

"Go ahead. Jungkook no, read this sentence. I.. Went to.. The store. Sorry Hyung, what was it?"

Seokjin bit his lip, looking at Yoongi. "I'm in love with a robot." Silence was heard on the line, then a small laugh. "How? Did you create him so adorable or something?" Seokjin sat on his bed, covering his face with his hand. "I don't know.. Maybe it's because Yoongi reminds me of my ex.. Or something like that."

"Look, you'll get over it, he's just aluminum and steel with cast iron. He doesn't know anything yet, you have to teach him." Namjoon spoke from the other side of the phone. Seokjin looked at Yoongi, letting out a deep breath he didn't know he had. "Yeah.. Yeah, you're right. He's going to be good for the campaign and then I might just.. Shut him down forever."

"I mean that sounds good. Who knows what robots will be doing in the future, outliving us? Taking over the world?" The two started laughing at their stupid thoughts. "Alright alright! I'll see about fixing Yoongi and teaching him how to read and write. Bye, Joon. Thank you."

"Anytime, my friend. Anytime. No, Jungkook stop ripping the pictures up!" Seokjin laughed softly then hung up, getting up as he took some screwdrivers, a sewing kit, other things he needed to fix his robot. Yoongi somehow turned on, since his eyes flashed. Seokjin looked up, seeing Yoongi turned on. "Huh? You're supposed to be off while I work on you."

Yoongis eyes started malfunctioning, then turned off. "Did I screw up?" Seokjin turned a screw, smelling smoke. He quickly unplugged his robot and put on a gas mask, hoping it would help. "Shit.." He went in and tried to fix what caused the smell, and after a while he took his mask off, not even smelling the smoke anymore. He sighed in relief, sitting on the floor next to the chair that held Yoongi in place. Turning Yoongi on with the button on the back of his leg, he heard a metal clank. He looked up and stood. One of Yoongis eyes fell out. He had to get Namjoon for this.

"I don't know how to fix it, I feel like a failure. I couldn't even create a simple- robot to be kind to people, be nice and to help solve problems.." Seokjin just about cried out. Namjoon hugged his friend, patting his back gently. "It's okay, Hyung. We can fix him.."

"I hope so.. If not I'd have to make another one and- and who knows how long it would take? The campaign is a week away!" Seokjin looked at his broken creation. He tried turning Yoongi on as he saw his eye light up. "Yoongi?" Yoongi turned his head towards Seokjin. "My scanner is malfunctioning. Entering: Sleep." Yoongi turned off on his own. Namjoon looked closely. "He has a tear right near his eye. Looks like a screw somehow came out and that's how his eye fell out. Don't worry, I'll help you fix him in no time."

"Thank you, Joon.. What would I do without you?"