Murder drones Oneshot/suggestions

Serial Designation-Q OC/N

I was sitting inside of my little home, an abandoned building that J did not know the location of yet. When I heard the familiar sound of flapping wings I flinched a little before realizing it might not be J. I saw N fly in he looked a little off though. "N are you ok?" I asked hoping I just saw wrong.

"Hmm oh yeah i'm fine why wouldn't I be?" N said to me his eyes were still not focusing on anything.

"You're uhh crying." I stated surprised he hadn't noticed.

"I am?" He said a little surprised, his eyes finally focusing on his hands that were being rubbed together.

"Yes, did you have a bad day?" It had been a while since N came over to me crying, last time he couldn't stop thinking about the screams of the workers. A semi-regular problem for both of us but I didn't tell him I struggled with it too.

"Not really I just let a drone get away in front of J" he said looking a little traumatized I knew the feeling.

"Ohh uhh how bad of a day was J having?" I asked wondering how bad J made N's day. I could tell it was pretty bad since he was rubbing his hands together something he only did when he was nervous.

"Very bad apparently." he said looking even worse I could tell that J was pretty rough with him. I started to focus on seeing if he had any lingering injuries. Sometimes us Disassembly drones get so injured our nanites just give up trying to repair us.

"Oh uh now that I'm focusing on it... you're still bleeding N." I said finding a hand sized puncture wound on the side of his waist.

"Oh I uh am?" he asked clearly, not focusing on himself. He usually came to me about the injuries hearing he hadn't even noticed made me wonder just how rough J had been with him.

"Yes, check your waist." I said pointing to the oil leaking wound. N placed a hand on his waist pulling it back coated in a black substance. He seemed to shudder a bit at seeing his oil.

"Do you want me to lick it?" I asked, hoping to help him.

"Uh sure just uh be careful." He didn't really seem to care either way so I climbed over to him and started licking up his oil carefully. Q lightly licked at N's waist stopping when N's wound closed.

"How'd uh that happen." Q says blushing a little at licking up N's oil. A fairly intimate act in his mind.

"Uh I think J threw me at something sharp I don't really... wanna remember." He said, holding back tears.

"That's understandable..." I said leaning back and looking out at where a window used to be. I don't think I can remember how long it'd been since we had a chance to be alone like this. We were often getting thrown between missions by J. I'm gonna be in so much trouble when J finds this place, I cringed at myself thinking about how badly I'd get beaten for disappearing for a week.

"So N I heard this planet wide toxic death storm is supposed to be especially inhospitable tonight-" I paused when I noticed he wasn't sitting next to me.

"He probably went out to stalk V now that he's healed." I laughed at myself for even considering saying that to N. My eyes hollowed at the thought, to go 'stalk V' his crush.

"He likes V dumbass." Q says to himself, cringing.

"Grow up and be there for N he needs you... hahahaha." Q laughed not at something funny but at how stupid he was.

"Your crush isn't as important as his mental health." Q said steeling himself. Before going silent.

"I'm tired." Q said to himself exhausted.

Q flew up to the roof of the building he was in wrapping his tail around what might have been ceiling tiles but it had been far too long since it had done its job to still be called that.

'I wonder if N found V yet.' Q thought to himself as he powered off leaving himself in a sour and jealous few hours of restless sleep.

Notes:
SD-Q is a drone that was sent to copper 9 with N, J, and V. He gets treated the same as N by J. He kinda super has a crush on N who doesn't seem to return his feelings. so Q has decided to just make N happy even if it means sacrificing his own mental and physical health. N still likes V who still ignores him.