Compassion Fic (Nikki x Iris)
★彡wrap your hands around my grief <- ao3 link
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TW Tags: Referenced Past Sexual Abuse, Making Out, Trauma Bonding
"Let's go. Is that okay?" Iris' full, red lips that contrasted the rest of her aesthetic, they seemed so perfect. Her high cheekbones and manicured nails, her thick hair and unblemished skin. It made Nikki's skin crawl. She was built this way, built for men, built for usage. "Yeah, that's okay," Nikki mumbled. If the only person she would be able to find that was willing to help her and see her story was a Companion robot, then so be it. She wasn't truly ready to die, not yet, she had barely even lived. And fate was offering her a second chance at life. She couldn't pass up the opportunity to escape, to find the love she wasn't feeling back home. "We can go."
OR, Nikki is on the run from the authorities for suspected murder and runs into Iris, forming an emotional and amorous bond.
