When (Y/n) ran away from her family, the androids told her there was a haven, a safe place for Deviants. She didn't know what to expect when she got there, but it was definitely not the handsome android named Markus who saved her from her past.
She...
A few days had past since Markus and the deviants had freed the androids, and you had grew close with Simon and some others. North was friendly, but distant, and Markus had been cold towards you. It was a painful feeling, stuck in the same room with him but feeling further than before.
Before, when everything had been fine, not better but okay, living with Carl and Leo and him, when you could feel normal, or like he would understand you, being android. He had changed so much, and yet, some part of him was still the same.
You felt awkward to talk about it with any of the deviants, but with Simon, you was able to tell him anything. His open, honest face and sweet smile was a promise that he would never lie, or tell anyone your secrets.
In the cold Michigan morning, where snow fell slowly like frozen tears, stinging your bare hands as you retreived a stack of cash from a public ATM, from the secret stash Carl had kept away for you, you wondered what he would think of you now. You remembered three days before his death, a thin blanket over him, his gentle hands wrapped around yours, eyes solemn, saying not to let anyone tell you who to be.
Blinking furiously, you turned around to Simon and forced a smile,"Done. Let's go get some medicine for our guys."
"Don't." His voice was soft but determine, and he studied your face carefully.
"What?"
"Don't fake your feelings. You don't have to act like everything is alright, or smile when you want to cry. I would never judge you for having emotions, (Y/n)." You took a deep breath, taking in his words. Sometimes, standing among all the deviants in Jericho, who were fighting for the same rights and happiness, you still felt like only Simon could understand you.
"I know, Simon. I know." You leaned in to give him a hug, before the two of you headed to a pharmacy down the street.
As you pushed open the glass door, an android stepped out, and you flinched.
The RK 800 had brown eyes and a distinct uniform, with the words Detroit Police Department imprinted on the back.
Connor. He had been investigating Carl's death, when the Police believed you had tried to kill him. Memories of you insisting that you were innoncent, so close to tears, while Leo stood by coldly, watching like it was an entertainment show on televsion. And Markus was nowhere.
After they cleared you and declared Carl's death was due to natural causes, you still had horrible nightmares and flashbacks of humans with their empty stares and threats, slamming the tables, the dangerous guns in their pockets.
But Connor had been nothing like them.
"(Y/n). How are you holding up?" His voice was concerned, but you wondered if he really meant what he said.
"I'm good." You mumbled, looking away, hating how the conversation was going.
"That's good. I'm sorry but please excuse me, I have a mission to attend to." Curt and polite, just like when he was questioning you.
So he hadn't change.
Now I know all those cases, accusing deviants for being evil or crazy murderers and watching them cry and beg innoncent didn't give him a single ounce of feeling.
I wonder if I didn't escape from Leo's house, would I be like that too?
You knew Simon could read your mind, and he placed a warm hand over your shoulder as you mumbled your goodbyes to Connor.
"He's better than most humans, (Y/n)." He trailed off, watching the RK walk off.
But he doesn't feel anything, and I can't imagine a world like that, where someone can be so devoid of love or emotion... Where I can't be alive
"I know, Simon."
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A/n:
Can we just keep talking forever about how smooth Markus' voice is? I literally want him singing to be my lullaby and play it on loop 24/7- Can someone please make that happen? ;-; ♡
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And then we have Jesse William looking handsome as hell 😍
Anyway, on a sidenote, want to stare into Markus' beautiful eyes forever, they're so dreamy 😍😍😍
I did a Buzzfeed quiz (Which DBH character are you?) And I got Markus... *inserts high- pitched screaming here*. ^_^
(Edit: We also hit 1K in exactly one month! Thank you all so much. Honestly, I can still remember the day this story hit 100 reads and how I was over the moon XD I love you all ♡ )
