Leela expected Bender to be āhandsyā.Ā
He was with every other woman or fembot sheād ever seen him, so sheād expected it to be a chauvinistic habit that heād be hard-pressed to stop for her. Which he didnāt, obviously, to the point that she had to tell him that as much as she agreed she had a āgreat assā, he had to stop trying to touch it while they were at work.Ā
What Leela hadnāt expected was that he was handsy inā¦ theā¦ romantic way.Ā
He certainly wasnāt a fan of full-on PDA (āIāve got a reputation to keep!ā heād said once), but in private? She couldnāt sit on the couch next to him without even a minute passing before his arm was possesively wrapped around her waist, or leave the bed in the mornings without having to practice weight-training in the form of lugging his heavy arm off her stomach.Ā
It wasnāt very often, and when it was, she was the one to usually initiate it, but it had happened enough for her to notice: every time she wanted to finally let go of his hand, for whatever the reason, it was almost as if he wouldnāt let her.Ā
āBender, honey,ā sheād have to say gently, āI need my hand.ā
He was always caught off guard, quickly letting go and rattling off a small manifesto of how he was only holding it for her, and thank god that was over.Ā
Of course, he eventually realized she thought that was cute of him, and now he had to make a big deal out of it. Funny how he was so easily able to brush off his macho bravado in the name of teasing her.
āBender!ā she called, fuming in an attempt not to let on she was amused. She raised their interlaced hands and stared down the robot on the complete other side of the supermarket aisle, his stretched-out arm earning them annoyed looks from other shoppers. āTelling you I was walking away with your hand was supposed to be a threat, not a fact!ā
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shoutout to @lyfe-at-last for the idea of bender just stretching his arm without regard for anyone
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