My Savior 🔞 ( Part One )

I beg..

So here we are... I tried to make the best of my little vacation because I knew this moment would come. And it would be not only awkward—but awful.

I was sitting on the couch, alone. My mother sat on the armchair, visibly distressed. Dad? He was standing with arms crossed, stern and silent. I knew better than to open my mouth. Better to listen.

Worse yet, he had turned Miles off.

"So... when did you plan to tell us?" Mom finally asked. But her voice wasn’t calm—it was clipped and impatient.

"Mom, I... didn’t mean to hide it. I just... I waited for the right time. You two are always so busy. It didn’t seem important enough."

Dad frowned, and suddenly my mind flashed back to the conversation we had before the trip.

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9 Days Earlier

"Dad... I really tried my best. I’ll find a job or... something. I promise, you don’t have to wor—"

I stopped. If he didn’t know about my failed exam, then what was he angry about?

"Wait... if it's not the exam, then what else?"

Miles shook his head. He looked—worried. That alone made my stomach twist.

"We’ll talk about your future too. But this... this is something more serious."

My heart pounded. I hadn’t seen Dad this furious in years.

"Son. When were you planning to tell us that you’re gay?"

Jesus. Jesus Christ. My knees weakened. How did he find out? No one knew. Not really. Mom had suspicions, but nothing concrete.

I panicked.

"Dad... look at him. He’s male. And so am I. And... he’s a robot."

I hated myself for saying that. Even if Miles couldn’t be hurt physically, this still felt like betrayal.

Dad wasn’t buying it.

"And that is what makes this even more screwed up! Are you out of your mind?!"

Maybe. But you can’t exactly choose who you love.

"You can go on your little vacation," he said. "But lying to us? Letting us find out that way? It’s either stupidity or boldness."

"But... why do you even assume I’m gay? Or that I’m into him?"

He glared.

"I told you—I had to run diagnostics. That included checking memory logs. You forget his eyes also function as cameras. And we both know what that means."

My stomach dropped. So he saw us. Every moment. Everything.

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Present Day

"Dad, I swear it’s nothing serious. You don’t have to worry. Maybe you saw us messing around, but I’m just... curious. Trying things out. That’s all."

"Is it now?" he growled. "I’ve seen enough to know. And you—forget this nonsense!"

Nonsense.

My life. My love. My identity.

"Will," Mom added coldly, "I warned you. This silly little game ends now. Miles is an expensive machine. Nothing more. He will never love you."

"Mom, please. I know. And it hurts. But he makes me happy."

"End this! He’s not here to satisfy your needs! He’s an assistant, not a sex toy!"

Dad was furious. I could barely speak past the lump in my throat.

"You don’t understand! You gave me money, but I couldn’t buy happiness. I don’t even have friends. Everyone uses me. Miles... he gave me real joy. For the first time in my life."

Mom tried to stay calm.

"Will, please... I’m sorry we weren’t around. But someone has to work. Life is hard—and you’re only making it harder for yourself."

My chest ached. My mind spun.

"Just let me keep him. Please. I’ll get a job. I’ll buy him. I love him."

Mom buried her face in her hands.

Dad didn’t.

He slammed the table.

"You’re crazy! Do you hear yourself?! You are not in love with a humanoid! And you are not gay!"

There it was. The real issue.

"Easy for you! You and Mom met in school and stayed together! You think I wanted this? I didn’t choose to be gay. But here I am. And I do love him. You can’t stop me!"

Mom bit her lip, clearly distressed.

"Will..."

"Oh, but I can! I lent him to you—and I can take him back. And that’s what I’m going to do!"

I felt everything crash around me. My gaze flicked to Miles—silent, unmoving. Dad hadn’t even let him speak.

"You can’t! He’s mine!"

"He was mine. And tomorrow, I’m taking him back."

And that was the last thing I heard before the world went dark. My heart couldn’t take it.

He can’t take Miles away.

He just... can’t.