Surviving on YOU // BTS x Reader

0.10% Prototypes

Namjoon

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Y/N POV

*Ding Dong*

Ringing at my door catches my attention interrupting my tv session. My AI activates with an announcement:

"Good morning Y/N, there is a delivery bot at your doorstep with several large packages from your father. Shall I direct it in?"

"Bring it in!" I answer back.

In comes seven large boxes that easily tower over me. The bot finishes placing the boxes down and then turns to me.

"Please scan here and here." It gestured to two places on its digital screen and I quickly hover my finger over the scanners.

"Thank you, have a nice day!" And with that, it leaves. I stare at the door while it closes for a second before turning to the packages that just arrived.

"Ok, what are," I extend my arms towards the boxes "... these?"

"They're from dad, so ask him." I answer myself and pull out my phone, quickly finding my dad's contact and dialing his number. "Hey daddy, what's with the boxes?" Snapping a picture I send it off to him.

"Hi sweetie, I didn't know they were going to be finished so soon so I didn't plan on telling you yet, sorry. They're prototypes of some companion robots I would like you to test." He answers slowly in a groggy voice.

"Ok.. why so many?" I question.

"To test out different types. There are no two of the same design but there are different personality types and I just want to make sure they're suitable for relationships." He takes a pause. "I'm sorry sweetie, but can we talk later? I'm still on my trip and it's 2 in the morning here."

"Of course daddy! I'll keep in touch. Love you bunches, have fun!" And with that I hang up.

Looking at the boxes I let out an exasperated sigh. "Well let's check these out then."

I approach the box closest to me and place my index finger on the scanner. It immediately opens up and futuristic fog rolls out of the crate.

"Extra." I roll my eyes.

When it clears away, I can see a man standing tall. Light brown fluffy hair pushed back, revealing his forehead. He's wearing black slacks and a white button up that has the top few buttons undone. They reveal his beautifully tanned and smooth honey toned skin. I wonder what such perfect skin feels like.

A holographic screen appears in front of the man and shines in my face; an informational guide.

"His name.. Namjoon Kim." Hmm sounds Korean. "24 years of age. 6 feet tall. His main personality traits are conscientious and confidence. Sin is.. Envy? Woah. But what is his purpose?" I scroll down and read farther, squinting at the screen.

"So these robots were created to help lonely souls. Blah blah blah- depression, blah blah blah suicide, blah bl- sexual needs?!" A hand shoots up to cover my mouth as a dark blush spreads through my cheeks. "Oh my gosh, well that definitely wont be happening with me, I'm not that kind of lonely." Shaking out some tension, I lower my hand and continue scrolling. "Ok, so to activate them you need to... kiss the robot." I slow down and read the last few words carefully. "That seems - uh - easy enough." I mumble before prepping myself for what's to happen.

I lean forward and our lips connect.

Soft.

Namjoon opens his eyes and I slowly pull away, a slight blush on my face. He looks down at me and a smirk spreads across his face.

Grabbing my waist, he prevents me from backing away and pulls me close so our hips connect and noses are almost touching. I can feel his breath on me and with a surprisingly deep and sultry voice he talks down to me,

"Hey there baby girl."

When those words fall from his mouth, pink spreads across my face and my mind starts running 100 miles an hour.

I would have never expected it to act so- so.. human. And so incredibly seductive too.

"What what??" I push him away and cover my face again while quickly stepping back.

"Hmm? Something wrong Baby Girl?" He asks me, smirk still resting proudly on his face while he takes wide steps forward. Curse his long legs.

"You- stop calling me that!" I can feel my face turning redder by the second.

He pauses and his eyes flitter up and down, taking me in. "I don't think so, you're my Baby Girl, Baby Girl." He's now directly in front of me, my nose, moments away from touching his chest as I look up.

"N- no I'm not! I'm no one's baby girl!" Taking a few steps back I collect myself and regain my composure.

"Alright have it your way," He pauses before purring out, "Princess," Oh no, that's even worse, a thousand times worse. I immediately lose myself again.

"That- that isn't okay either!" At this point my face is expected to be a bright crimson.

"Then Baby Girl it is." He smiles down at me and we maintain eye contact for the strangest amount of time.

"Wait-" I push him away and he remains standing up straight, just stepping back a step, "You're just a bot, there's no reason for me to be so flustered."

Smoothing out my hair, I turn to the other boxes ignoring Namjoon, for now.

His eyes burn into the back of my head as I scan my finger onto the next box.

Let's try this again.

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I just realized how fast the story went

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Am I doing good 🥺👉👈 ?