#androidshipping

"Fuck you I'm not paying 1500 euros for this!"

The angry adult continued to shout at the voice while chucking various Italian insults in the mix before he slammed the phone on the counter, startling the cat who was just trying to get some pets.

Wisel leaped off the counter with a hiss as she strode over to the blue-haired man who arrived just a few minutes ago.

Antinomy looked at his boyfriend with wide eyes, flinching visibly at the sound of the phone crashing against the counter.

"I am a bit scared to ask but is everything okay?" he asked carefully while picking up the cat between his legs, already hearing the purr vibrating in her body.

His boyfriend whips around to face him, his red eye seemingly glowing with fury.

"No, it´s fucking not! My goddamn bike broke down on the way home! I had to drag it like 5 kilometers to the nearest mechanic and grab a taxi home only to find out they want to charge me 1500 euros for the broken components!" Placido began to explain, examining his phone and noticing a new crack, further souring his mood, "The best part about all this is; The repair costs are not yet included!"

Placido was not a Monday person, to begin with, and considering the current situation, it was an astonishment only the phone took damage.

The young pair of lovers lived together for barely four months now. Their flat was just enough for the two plus their two cats. Money was tight, even with both maintaining jobs. Rent, food, college fees, and general life proved to be harder to handle than they foresaw at first.

It´s not like they could ask their parents for help; Antinomy´s lived quite a distance away and their contact has been rather muted for the last year. Placido´s family lived far closer. However, they proved themselves to be rather unsupportive of their troublesome son.

Carefully, Antinomy sat down Wisel who scurried off to find a comfortable sleeping spot. Walking over to his lover, he took Placido´s face in his hands. His thumbs caressed his boyfriend's cheeks while making a suggestion.

"We can always take your motorcycle to my brother and his partner. Both are incredible mechanics and can certainly fix it quickly and for a lot cheaper!"

Placiod leaned into the touch, a sigh leaving his lips as he visibly relaxed.

"I hate to ask them for assistance and you know that. It feels awful to be in their debt."

"He is my brother okay? There will be opportunities where we can help them. One hand washes the other, you know?"

Now that the mood has calmed a bit, Ant got a better look at his boyfriend. He must´ve been home for a while now, already dressed in a pink corgi oodie. The cozy clothing item went down to his knees and had a front pocket just large enough to hold Johnny, their tiger-striped cat. Placido's mess of grey hair was kept back with a simple black headband. He ditched the eyepatch over his right eye completely, feeling unbothered by Antinomy seeing his scars.

A slight blush colored Ant´s cheeks as he noticed how adorable his partner looked, quite a contradiction to his explosive personality.

He bent down and captured Placido´s lips in a tender kiss, enjoying the fuzzy warm feeling spreading through his body. Johnny purred inside the pocket, adding to the relaxing atmosphere.

"Let´s take it easy today. We still have some Chinese leftovers, so how about a movie and some cuddles?" Antinomy asked after parting.

His boyfriend eyed him for a second, considering the options before starting to smirk.

"Throw in a foot massage and I am in."

Ant couldn´t help but roll his eyes, never losing his smile.

"Fine, everything you want honey!"

His partner cringed for a second at the cutey-name calling while grabbing the leftovers out of the fridge.

The lovers spent a comfy evening, enjoying each other's company while cuddling and of course, foot massages.

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Things happened this week including mechanical breakdowns and comfy clothes so I wrote this in the middle of the night to make myself feel a little better.

These two deserve to be happy once in a while, and they would definitely be cat dads.

Also, oodies are so damn comfortable and I am sad it´s getting too hot to wear mine.

The android timed his steps with the ticking of the clock, masking them in case the residents of this place were still awake and they somehow haven't seen the light coming from downstairs.

Carefully, he stepped through the door, and a slight creaking sound was heard. The whole house needed a good makeover. Everything was creaking, making some kind of sound.

Gladly, the man on the couch was sleeping soundly,  unaware of the second presence entering the room.

Bruno was laying spread out on the small couch, his limbs hanging partway off his sleeping place. A blanket that did not fit over the tall man was cast mostly aside.

It was a mystery how the mechanic was able to sleep in these conditions.

Stepping closer, Placido studied the other. Antinomy´s Bruno's face was relaxed, his lips slightly open as a light snore could be heard from him. He was completely oblivious to Placido being this close to him.

He has always been a heavy sleeper.

A singular Red-eye drifted through the darkness, trying to make out the object of his desire. Not far away, Bruno's jacket found its resting place.

It was heavy as the android picked it up, which made him conclude that Bruno still hasn't cleaned out the tools. Gripping the jacket tight, the android held it closer, taking in the scent.

It was unique to the man, a mix of machinery, oil, and ramen. A scent that would usually repulse most people, but not Placido, which was most surprising.

This combined with the weight made him feel save whenever he wore it. Naturally,  he hated to admit how he missed Him.

Still clutching the jacket, the android walked back to the sleeping man.

How could one be so oblivious to potential danger?

Bruno flinched slightly as the cold hand made contact with his cheek, still not waking up. His skin was warm in a way that Placido couldn't be himself.

The android stood still as Bruno started to stir, putting his hand on Placido's. Passing seconds felt like minutes as he stood perfectly still, not even daring to blink in fear of his mechanic being too loud.

Bruno did not wake up. Instead, he started mumbling something in his sleep. Was he dreaming? It wasn't uncommon for the blue-haired man to dream, something Placido will never be able to do.

Made by the same creator but not with the same assets.

Dreams and events were being stirred up by the brain and developed images would mostly be forgotten the next time the person woke up. Antinomy Bruno often talked about his dreams, making Placido wonder how it would feel like to dream.

With the passing seconds, Bruno's mumbling grew clearer; He said a name.

At that moment, it took every gear in Placido's body to not ball his hand into a fist, probably ripping in the other cheek and waking him up. However, his jaw clenched tight as his artificial teeth ground against each other.

Of course, he already knew. This was no new information.

That didn't mean, however,  that he had given up.

Not until now.

He had hoped that maybe one day, they would be able to continue together.

How foolish of him. He should've known better.

Turning his back to Bruno, he sliced open another portal that would bring him back to where he came from.

So this is what people call a nightmare.

He did not dare to look back.

Darkness filled the room again.