Robot.

Kim Yoongi

TW: Blood, choking, science facts
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Seokjin and Namjoon spent days and days working on Yoongi, and the deadline to the campaign was near. About 4 days until the campaign, and Seokjin was stressing himself out to the point he bent one of Yoongis fingers back. Glad he was mainly plastic. “Fuck.” he mumbled, putting his finger back in place. Fixing his shirt and collar. “Okay, Hyung. Try to turn him back on.” He followed his command and turned Yoongi on, seeing his eyes flashing. His eyes popped up, looking around. “Creator?” He asked, turning his head towards Seokjin. Looking up at him. Seokjin bent down to Yoongi, his hand on Yoongis shoulder. “I’m here.

“I have been upgraded to my full potential. I can play music, make playlists, scan people and find out their information, make plans to take over the world, play games with you. I can also reprogram computers into new things.” Yoongi said, looking forwards. He looked at his legs then up at Namjoon. “Did you just say, take over the world? Why would you do that?” Namjoon asked. Yoongi tilted his head, “Whatever do you mean? I did not say that. I simply spoke of the new upgrades.”

“Yes you did, you said make plans to take over the world.”

“I can only make playlists, play music, find out peoples information, give out information about questions.”

Seokjin and Namjoon looked at each other before looking at Yoongi and staring at him. Seokjin looked down to Yoongis hand, picking it up and examining it. Namjoon did the same, seeing a couple red splotches on his fingers. “Is this paint..?” Namjoon asked , trying to wipe it away.

“I have taken some Deoxyribonucleic acid, or DNA, from Creators finger while I was upgrading and placed it inside of my hand. I know everything about Kim Seokjin.” Yoongi looked at Seokjin. ”Born in 1992. Anyang, Gyeonggi Province, South Korea. Height: 5′ 10”. You are part of a dynasty aristocrat.” (Gotta look it up man, its real)

Seokjin was confused, yet surprised Yoongi knew these things. “You- huh? You.. know about me?” he asked. Yoongi turned his head and lifted it up to look at Seokjin. “I know everything about you, creator. You created me.”

“..Yes I did.”

“Are you going to use me in the campaign? It is tomorrow.” Namjoon looked at Seokjin, then at his phone. “He’s right. Tomorrow is the campaign.” Seokjin stared at Yoongi, blinking. “Yoongi.”

“Yes, creator?”

“You have a timer?”

“Yes, creator. I can set all sorts of timers, alarms, etc.” Yoongi blinked a bit slow, looking at his creator. “My facial scanners are working. Would you like me to try? It comes with reading your emotions, seeing your future. Seeing what potential you have holding in your body that you do not use.” Namjoon made Yoongi look at him, ”Do me first.” Yoongi blinked as he then scanned Namjoons face. “Emotion: Happy. Future: Possible chance of Cancer Researcher. Potential: None.” Namjoon raised an eyebrow, stepping back. “I think there's something wrong with Yoongi.”

“Noo.. He’s just- Yoongi do me.”

Yoongi looked at Seokjin, scanning his face. His eyes turned red for a second, then off and back on. Namjoon and Seokjin looked at each other, then back at Yoongi. His eyes were red, and not a good shade of red. His eyes were a crimson (chin) red, staring at both Namjoon and Seokjin. “Error. I have encountered an error. Rebooting in 10... 9..”

As Yoongi was counting down, Seokjin started panicking once more. Namjoon looked into Yoongis eyes, seeing shades of red, and their silhouettes. Was Yoongi trying to take over the world? Was he trying to do something he wasn't supposed to? Was he..-

His thoughts were cut off by the fact that Yoongi stood up and stared up at him with those red eyes. “Yoongi?” He asked. Yoongis hand shot straight up, wrapping right around Namjoons neck. Seokjin panicked, trying to get Yoongis hand off his friends neck. “Yoongi! Yoongi!” He shouted, feeling his grip tightening. Namjoon felt his airway tighten up and block off, his face turning purple. Seokjin turned Yoongi off, taking off Yoongis hand and looking at Namjoon. “Are you okay? Namjoon, are you hurt?”

Namjoon coughed and rubbed his neck, seeing Yoongi standing there with his arm up and his hand out. “What.. Was that..?”

“I have no idea, but he needs to knock it off.”

“Yeah.. We need to do some more work on it- him. He needs to be fixed before tomorrow.” Namjoon and Seokjin sat Yoongi down on the chair, getting to work. Multiple screws, multiple banging noises came from Yoongis inner machine, soldering and managing the equipment, also managing his downloads and files. After they were finished for the nth time that month, they turned Yoongi back on and closed his face, seeing his eyes turn on. “Hey.. Yoongi...”

“I am sorry for my malfunctioning, creator. My system has encountered a bug that needed to be fixed. Thank you, creator.” Seokjin smiled, patting his robots head.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m patting your head.” Yoongi moved his plastic hand up, moving it upwards towards Seokjins head, turning it so he could pat Seokjins head. “Thank you, Yoongi.”

“You’re welcome, Creator.”

Namjoon looked at Yoongi and looked into his eyes. “His eyes look fine to me for now. How about we get some rest?” Seokjin looked at Yoongi. “Can I turn you on sleep mode?”

“Yes, creator.”

He sighed softly, raising his finger to press the button to switch Yoongi off. Hugging his head gently before switching him on sleep mode. Yoongis eyes turned white, his head hanging down. Seokjin let out another sigh, sitting down on the bed in his room. Namjoon sat down next to him, looking at Yoongi. “So.. what are you going to do after the campaign? What if he wins?”

“If he wins.. I’m going to have to create more just like him and.. Hope that they don’t do the same thing they did to you.” Seokjin said, rubbing his eye. “Hopefully not. That would be bad.”

“Of course it would be bad, you almost passed out! I’m just trying to figure out what caused Yoongi to just..do that to you.” Seokjin leaned back onto his hands, staring at Yoongi. “He seems like a good fit to the campaign otherwise.”

“Yes, he does, Hyung. Yes he does.”