human,

six

It had been two weeks since you and Katsuki met.

"Have a good day at work." You chirped.

It seems as if everyday you grow more confused. You find yourself stuck. As if you are a human trapped in a robots body. Like you're continuously confined to a metal box.

"See ya." He mumbled.

If I haven't got a brain, then how am I able to think these things. Is it a problem in my programming? And if it is then I can't tell Katsuki. If he really meant what he said and he takes me back, they'll kill me.

I want to live. I want to breath through lungs, not just artificial ones. I want to have a brain. I want to have a heart.

I want Katsuki. I want to be human with him. I want to be real to him.

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

You waited in Katsuki's room, looking at the various objects he had collected over the years. The pictures of his old friends stuck out to you.

"Hey." he said as you put the picture frame back upright.

"You look nice today, Katsuki!" you said.

He scoffed and crawled into bed. "I'm exhausted." He laid there for a couple seconds before speaking again. "Can you come here?"

You did as he said and pressed against him, he held you close to him.

"You're so warm." He whispered.

As you laid your head on his chest, you could hear his heartbeat. You loved that sound, but at the same time, it made you feel empty inside.

"I wish I had a heart." You whispered.

"What?"

You didn't reply, you only moved yourself closer to him. Moments passed, he could feel himself fall into a slumber but was pulled out by your voice.

"Katsuki."

"Yeah." He said turning to his side to face you.

"Am I a good robot?"

He began running his fingers through your hair. A look of sadness stained his eyes.

"Yeah. You are. You're mine."

His crimson eyes were stuck on yours, watching as the moonlight reflected off your glass e/c orbs.

"Am I good human?" he chuckled lightly. You took a moment to ponder his question.

"Yeah. You're my favourite human."

He softly exhaled through his nose.

"Katsuki."

"Yeah."

"Can I kiss you?"

He inched closer towards you and traced his thumb over your lips. His eyes switched between your lips and your eyes. He moved his fingers to your jaw and moved closer so that your noses were almost touching.

Unable to bear not feeling his lips against yours any longer, you whispered. "Katsuki, kiss me."

He did as you said.

He was gentle, slowly rubbing his thumb across your cheek. Every so often he would pull away to look at you before kissing you once again.

"Y/n" he said in between kisses. "I've wanted this for so long." 

He was your reason.

"I'm yours."