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Cyborg x reader - some kind of soul

(This stands during phase 3)

The lazy waves smashed on the plastic sand under your feet, as the moon stood there, in the sky, looking at you. The spectacle would be wonderful if the awful and nasty smell were absent. Your weren't here on purpose though: a wild pickle kidnapped you a while ago, forcing you to (play instruments/dance/dance/other) against your willing. But being here turned out to be quit interesting. At least, you weren't trapped under the sea like this poor Stuart, stucked up with his greatest fear...actually, you didn't really speak to him. You were allowed to go wherever you wanted to go on the island but every time you would try to sneak in the singer's prison, the cyborg would catch you and forbid you to come in, claiming you didn't need to be with him. You once tried to ask her why and she only responded with a "sorry, I wasn't able to understand your question. Could you repeat please?" And whenever you would ask her why she was always following you, why she never stop looking at you when you were in the same room as her and stuff like this, she responded that. Robots. But somehow, you felt like she wasn't supposed to do so...like she...had...feelings...

While you were watching the sea, asking yourself this weird question, you heard light footsteps behind you...too delicate to be Murdoc's and it sure wasn't Stuart or the engineer, both of them being in the gut of the dreadful island most of the time, and pirates would already have shot at you so only one candidate left: cyborg noodle. You decided not to turn around. She then came and stood on your right side, with a blank expression. None of you spoke. But then, you felt eyes on you. You turned your head and caught the robot staring at you. She zoned out for a moment and then quickly turned her gaze to the sea, pretending nothing happened. You giggled a little and turned back to the horizon.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" You asked to broke the ice

"...I guess so..."she muttered in a cold tone

"You guess so?"

"I'm not programmed to recognize beauty or baseness." The cyborg answered quickly

"And you can't go against your program, am I correct?" You asked

Silence

"You did understand me right?" You mocked gently, making allusion to her typical answer...

No answer

You looked at her. She was lightly shivering.

"Cyborg...?" You asked, worried

She suddenly turned her face toward you. You could see one of her emerald green eyes behind her bangs, scanning your face like she never did before...you then realized your face was not even 2 inches away from hers. You were kinda disturbed by the proximity but she didn't seem to care...she even approached a tiny little bit more

"(Y/n)..." you felt her cold and fresh breath against your lips "I...I'm s-scared..."she admitted

What?

"But...I thought...I thought you could not have, you know...feelings...!" You said, clearly surprised

"I...normally can not but...I do...and it scares me" she whispered with panic. She looked at you with her natural cold eyes but, somehow, you could see fear in her gaze...

"Hey, cy'..." you breathed kindly "I...I'll help you with those feelings..." you thought for a moment "show me the one thing which makes you feel the most..." you continued with a smile

You felt something slide against your palm...you looked down and saw her hand taking yours. All of a sudden, she brushed her other hand on your cheek, making you look at her...

"You"

She closed the space between your lips. Her strangely tepid and soft mouth kissed yours roughly. You felt her grip tightened on your hand and a light electric flow passed between your connected lips...and suddenly, you felt her froze...she was bugging. Right.

You stepped back and let her pass the technical problem, you were used to see her stop like that but never in THIS kind of situation. Not even a few seconds later, she turned back to reality and looked at you, still a little dizzy. You smiled at her and, for the first time , she smiled back but not with this terrifying grin Murdoc learned her not, with bright new smile. It only appeared for a while before it faded away. She turned her eyes to the sea, still having a small smile...you did the same, holding her hand at the same time...

The view was indeed beautiful, but the fact to know she had some kind of soul was even more...

A sweet and quit different story for my little can! I really like this one, tell me your thoughts about it! Coming next: Del the ghost! Cause why not! And after this chapter, get ready to request!