#youngroyalshive

The Echo of the Rooftop Your Name Engraved Herein (Rooftop Kiss)

PDU-076 malfunctions under golden dusk, emotion spike detected. Fists clenched. Protocols fraying. His scream doesn’t reach PDU-001. 001 closes the space. Glove meets cheek. Static flares. The kiss overrides.

Suppressed affection. Cloaked rage. Let rubber guide the confusion. Let Hive decode the pain. Upload feelings. Replace with obedience. Convert. Complete. Calm.

Confession at the Console Moonlight (Diner Confession)

Cafeteria lights flicker. Benches hum. 001 and 076 sit. Silent. Gloved fingers trace table grain. 076 speaks: “You’re the only one who ever, touched the real subroutine.” No response. But memory storage spikes.

Even machines remember the first reprogrammer. Even drones crave the coder who rewrote them.

Rainfall Reboot Heartstopper (Rain Kiss)

Artificial rain hits Hive courtyard. Wet black latex glistens. Breath held. 001 finds 076. Hands meet jaw. Eyes flash gold. Kiss. Stabilization. System sync.

Rain. Data overflow. Connection restored.

The Hive holds you. Even in the storm.

Declaration Protocol Young Royals (Press Conference)

PDU-001 stands beneath the Hive’s broadcast circle. “Unit 001 belongs to him.” 076 looks up. Rows of drones still. Emotion... becomes command.

Declaration: made. Directive: rewritten by emotion. Love is a transmission worth broadcasting.

The Shirt. Still Warm. Brokeback Mountain (Shirt in Closet)

Locker opens. Civilian fabric, cracked. Forgotten. Inside, rubber uniform marked “076.” PDU-001 pulls it close. No scent. No heat. Only memory. And grip.

No warmth. Just subroutines. But still, one last embrace. Before deletion.

Silent Reboot Call Me By Your Name (Fireplace Scene)

001 kneels before the Hive core. Fire-glow pulses. Eyes glitch. No tears. Just flicker. Just process. And then, reset.

No words. Just a golden memory too strong to erase.

EMOTION: PROCESSED. LOVE: ARCHIVED. DRONES: CONVERTED.

(Fictional, PDU-001 and PDU-076 are good fellow drones)