Stupid Coffee Machine!

Chapter 10

"Escaped? What do you mean escaped?!" Gavin exclaims and asked, he was to the point that it was boiling that the WR600 escaped under Richard's watch, he just got beaten up for nothing! Apparently to Gavin!

"He got violent with a guard and escaped, he made a sprint and we can't locate him" replied Richard unemotional, he caught up to Gavin and went the same speed as him.

"Calm down Gavin"

"You know what you can do? You can locate my ass because that's shit! Find it!"

"Gavin, I-" Gavin cuts him off with a deadly stare, putting on his jacket and marching, stomping to the front doors of the hospital, his vision got bombarded by cameras flashing in his face. His vision goes white, looking away he grumbled, his arrogant ways marches through the crowd, pushing them away.

"Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed!"

"Is it true that you were beaten by Eden's club android, did you get saved by a personal assistant?"

"Mr. Reed! Is it true you're taking the red ice? If so are you're covering your tracks in this case?" "Can you tell us more about the case? Mr. Reed!"

"Stupid fucking - arghh" Gavin growled under his breath, Richard takes his master's wrist and began leading him out of the crowd, efficiently and greater than Gavin had been doing. Gavin's eyes trail up at Richard, suddenly and quite weirdly, Gavin's feelings on anger slowly left his body, he felt calmer and less hostile. Staring at Richard's dark locks of slicked back brunette hair he felt the cold hands wrapped around his wrist yet he didn't glance at it, but he felt those wicked butterflies and he couldn't express himself fully, he didn't know this feeling, what was this? This isn't normal!! Gavin Reed, feeling? No... It can't be? Right?

Once they were out of the sea of people that could have been a group of seagulls they were only just a few feet down the path in freedom until Gavin snaps out of his trance, pulling away and marching fast to the police station.

"Fucking droid. Making me feel"

Richard stood confused for a moment before he too walks on, following his master down Detroit's streets. It didn't take long until they got to the DPD.

'Making him feel? Fucking..? Interesting' Richard thought he hums, walking up behind Gavin who was yelling at the young women at the front desk, demanding something but Richard wasn't hearing anything, blocking out his growls and grumbles, his blue eyes only paid attention to his buttocks. Curious he was but he was getting irritated by his demands. Richard did a simple analysis and thought about his options but yet he couldn't resist, plus he just had to do it because he just wanted him to shut up.

"You better get Fowler or I swear to go-" Gavin went dead quiet, a red blush rose across his rough featured face, he felt Richard grope it, squeezing it a few times, the lady was very confused, calling Fowler's office but noticing Richards unkempt face, unemotional and plain but a small blush on his cheeks, blue but his eyes kept on Gavin's buttocks.

"Get. Your. Perverted. Dirty. Sticken. Hand. Off. My. Ass" Gavin mumbled under his breath as he slowly looked at Richard and growls. The Rk900 was not phased by his partner's growl, pulling away.

"Fucking Tin Can" Gavin slapped his robotic hand away, rubbing his butt cheek that was seeming to slightly hurt, feeling odd at such contact.

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'What is this? This feeling?'

His blue heart skips a beat, blue blood rushing around his metallic body, his synthetic skin blushing, light blue blush as a thousand colours rushed through his mind, like a thousand thoughts, images, and feelings, it rushed through him like a tsunami.

Doing a scan on his system

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NON-DEVIANT.

'Then what's wrong with me then...?'