Murder drones Oneshot/suggestions

Payday Human OC/N

"Uhh Noah, are you sure that sacrificing hundreds of drones is a... morality." N asked politely. He was rubbing his hands together slowly, a cute little habit I noticed back when we met.

I took a moment to pause knowing why he asked and annoyed that he'd never stop asking. "We've talked about this N." I said a little disappointed that he still doesn't understand how much he means to me.

He adjusted himself on his chair, it used to be J's but she's not... here right now. J the second they had landed immediately took the only chair that could spin and roll probably to give herself another differentiating trait from N and V. "I know but... am I really worth it?" N questioned, his doubt evident.

That took me by surprise. He talked about this all the time but I thought we were making progress from his annoyingly stubborn habit of compassion. "N are you really asking me that?" I couldn't hide my disappointment. It has been months since he last took it this far, I Thought he was starting to get over his problems with self-worth.

"I-I'm a monster... how could this possibly be worth it." N's voice wavered with self-doubt. He looked really out of it... he looked like he needed a hug but first we had to get over this... I had an idea it was a bit manipulative but it would be worth it.

I scratched just under both My eyelids accidentally letting the silence sit for a bit too long. "If you're a monster N well then I'm a demon." By now the scratching was just enough to trigger my condition and the blood came out steadily. I looked up to him and gave him a somber smile, my eyes leaking just enough blood to mimic tears. I reached out to play with his hair almost falling out of my fold out chair, N's previous seat.

"W-what... oh." N seemed taken aback by the blood leaking eyes, something he still hasn't gotten used to. He looked towards the floor now playing with a small colorful cube we had found a while back, the sides of it turned and I as a human knew it to be a 2x2 rubik's cube. He had never actually solved it; the closest he got was a checkerboard pattern.

I got up from my chair and sat on his lap facing him. I then pulled his metallic chin up to look at me. "C'mon N this is just how life is... don't get me wrong this is awful, but we're just doing our best to survive and thrive." I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a reassuring hug.

I decided to take a little responsibility, a bit guilty I manipulated him like that. "And trust me N we will thrive." I paused, letting the weight of my conviction settle into his servos.

I let myself relax in the hugging position and said "How do I keep forgetting how warm you are." I snuggled into him a little more before yawning.

Notes:
I just realized the manipulation is a bit subtle... There are 2 things: one is Noah making his eyes bleed to make N a little uncomfortable just enough that he would stop talking. And the second is "If you're a monster N well then I'm a demon." This, Noah doesn't actually care about himself or have any guilt he's moved on. He's just saying this to try to get N to shut up, really trying to take the conversation away from N's trauma knowing that N would never talk about something that made Noah uncomfortable.

Also Noah's condition. it's a disorder called haemolacria which is his tear glands... bleed if he gets too emotional or irritates them. It doesn't really have any other negative effects other than making it hard to see and sometimes slightly changing the color of his iris to look a light purple instead of blue.