you're a cyborg(, but that's okay) {Donghae/Hyukjae ;Oneshot}
you're a cyborg(, but that's okay) | donghae/hyukjae
pg, au - in which donghae is a robot and hyukjae loves him and he loves hyukjae but hyukjae didn't think donghae could love
Hyukjae steps onto the marble whites of the floor, careful to not leave a stain with his rowdy boots. He sees the models of the different types lining the walls- they are white against white. Those models are beautiful, but not what he's looking for.
Hello sir!
Hyukjae whips round and finds a man in a white suit smiling and waving at him, signalling for him to come over. The sound of his boots ring down the halls and he struggles to walk softly. Everything seems so serene and calm down here that he feels as if he was a machine gun making the world's loudest noises.
Nearing the man, Hyukjae can't help but gasp a little at how beautiful he was and he asks himself if he is one of them too. He seems so...Perfect.
So, what is it that you look for in your partner? The man smiles, pearly whites showing and all. Hyukjae's taken aback by the man's straightforwardness and he can only stammer in reply.
I want someone... or something, I mean.. I want my partner to be nice. He should be... No.. I don't know. I'm not sure..
The man, (whose name is Jungsoo by the way as Hyukjae reads off from the name tag pinned onto his suit), cocks his head to the side in thought and his eyes travels up and down Hyukjae's body. He snaps out of it a few minutes later and leads Hyukjae off in search for the perfect partner.
They pass a door, then two then three and four, and Hyukjae's getting tired and he's giving up. Eyes half-closed, he nearly misses the one who's knocking on the glass panel, smiling up at him like an angel. His heart tugs.
I'll choose him.
---
The procedures are long and tedious. The model has to be registered and most importantly, programmed. Everything is in place actually. This model, whose name is Donghae, has a very good personality. He's all sunshine, puppies and rainbows, Jungsoo tells Hyukjae. But don't take it for granted, he adds, Donghae has human emotions too. He loves, he hates, he knows. He really does. Jungsoo ends his sentence with a small smile. And then he adds, Don't break his heart. Treat him well.
---
The package is being loaded gently into the backseat of the car, he's careful not to let any of the edges bump into anything. He needs to sleep now. For recharging, you know, all that battery and electronics stuff. It will get better in time. He will adapt to your body clock and then you guys can have all the fun you need. Jungsoo then yawned and signalled for another burly man to carry the case for Hyukjae to his car. Hyukjae had blinked once, twice, then again and he had blushed when he finally registered what Jungsoo was talking about. Can I really? I mean... This guy.. He isn't human afterall right? Are his bodily functions this professional too...? Hyukjae blushes again at that memory and at other thoughts as he drives his car into the car park below his apartment.
---
This Donghae, Hyukjae realises, really functions like a human. He bathes, he goes to the toilet, he has his fair share of ups and downs. He has even adapted to Hyukjae's way of life. But he still hasn't learnt how to love, Hyukjae sighs one day, heavy-headed and so, so heartbroken. He watches as Donghae fleets around the garden chasing butterflies and he plops onto the ground and yells over at Hyukjae to join him on the soft, soft grass. Hyukjae joins him on the grass and they both start rolling around in the grass and I'm so glad I don't ever cut the grass, Hyukjae thinks. Donghae's giggling like a little boy and Hyukjae loves it so much when he does it because it's just too cute and he feels like pinching his cheeks and ruffling his hair and tackle him and hug him and roll around with him. And his heart constricts a little when he thinks no, no, no, Donghae does not know how to love, and he stops thinking right then and plasters a fake smile on his face and gets up from the grass.
---
I'm not stupid, Donghae thinks. And if he has a heart it would have stopped for this fraction for a second because Hyukjae looks so forlorn. Donghae reaches his hand out and pulls Hyukjae back down and he lands with a loud sounding oof! on his stomach. Turning to his left, he faces Hyukjae and Hyukjae does the same, and they both look into each others' eyes and they both think to themselves about those pretty eyes they are staring into and they think about things and the future and Hyukjae turns away, tears for a little, and falls asleep. And Donghae winds his arms around him and joins him. And they sleep in a tangle of limbs and when Hyukjae awakes, he smiles a little and shakes his head, thinking that he's just programmed to do this and he gets up, brings Donghae into the comfort of the soft bed and makes breakfast, ignoring that prick in his heart like it was a burn from a cooking pan.
---
Donghae, I love you.
Hyukjae lets it slip one day while Donghae was washing the dishes. No, I will do the dishes, he had said. And he pushed Hyukjae to the living room while he puts on that apron and starts with the washing.
And now he holds on to a soappy plate with his soappy hands and turns around to face Hyukjae.
Donghae, I love you,
Hyukjae says again, with an almost pained expression on his face. And the plate slips out of Donghae's hands and it lands on the kitchen floor and it makes a loud noise and Hyukjae's heart goes down along with it, and he thinks, that's the sound of my heart breaking. Donghae, do you hear it? and he disappears round the corner of the kitchen door, a dry sob escaping his throat.
Donghae kneels down on the kitchen floor, ignoring the glass bits that are making their way through his jeans into his skin; cutting it open, ignoring the open wounds on his fingers, exposing the thin metal, and then the wires and he slowly, slowly falls on his back, and he shuts down.
---
He wakes up in an all too familiar place, but he panics anyway and only calms down when he sees this face staring back down at him, and he grins, and the face grins back, gums and all. And he whispers to himself, everything's gonna be fine right now.
Hyukjae scolds him softly on the ride home, saying that he should have known himself better than to do stuff like that and hurt himself. And Donghae just smiles and nods silently in the seat beside him and when what he was really thinking inside was Hyukjae, Hyukjae, Hyukjae, I have something for you, I have something to tell you. I do, I do, I do but he keeps it inside of him, and he thinks that maybe he will say it one day, but maybe. Just maybe.
---
Then one day, Donghae finally starts crying. And he hugs Hyukjae in bed and he cries; soft, dry sobs, I love you, I love you, I love you. And I'm sorry it took this long, but I love you. And Hyukjae says nothing and starts crying too, he wraps his arms around Donghae and plants light kisses on his face and ruffles his hair and buries his face into Donghae's chest and he says, it took you this long, I thought you can't love, I thought that you won't ever... And they both cry, and they cry. Until the sun comes up, and they're still hugging each other and then see each others' crying faces and they laugh and they laugh like two kids who fell and cried because of bleeding knees. And they laugh.
---
They try something for the first time weeks later; a flurry of passionate kisses during a particularly romantic dinner that was left untouched after a few bites. And there was all the wanting and whimpering and needing and they've never thought that this would have happened. But it was happening, and they made love to each other for the first time that night, and they did it again and again and again and again...
---
Hyukjae, you do know that my body is made of wires right? That I can't bleed nor can I cry.. But even if I am a cyborg, I will always be by your side.. Even when my wires are broken, even when I can't move anymore, I will stick with you...
Oh! Is this a heartbeat?
Yes, it is. What is it?
This is a heartbeat.. Something that you have, and I dont...
Donghae...
Hyukjae! I will put my hand on it everyday. It will be like I'm the same as you! I have a heartbeat too! Like this, I won't be a cyborg, and I can be the same as you! I want to be with you forever!
Donghae........
---
They go on for another 3 years, and Hyukjae's diagnosed with some weird illness and he doesn't have much time to live , the doctor says. Donghae throws a huge tantrum when they get home and they fight, and it was their biggest fight, and all that Hyukjae can do is to cry and cry in bed with no Donghae beside when he needs him the most but he locks the door anyway and he wakes up the next morning with a very, very broken bedroom door and an even more broken Donghae lying beside him.
The agency reminds Hyukjae that this is the last of the wires and parts and materials they have for such an old model like Donghae's is and that he really has to take care that he doesn't get hurt anymore. Hyukjae sulks and they don't talk on the ride home. But Donghae gives in, and he kisses Hyukjae softly and pulls him into bed and they snuggle into the warmth that belongs to each other and the comforter and they think the same thought, that everything's gonna be alright and they fall asleep together and they didn't know, they didn't know that it was one of the last times...
---
They spend the last of their sad days together. They spend the last of their happy days together. And on the ninth day of the seventh winter they spend together, I'm getting so tired Hyukjae tells Donghae, and he holds onto Donghae's hand and leads him into the bedroom and Donghae locks the door behind them. They lay on the bed, facing each other and Donghae talks about the good times, the bad ones too, just to keep Hyukjae here with him for a while longer. And then Hyukjae starts crying and he starts too, those too dry sobs again, and he hears Hyukjae getting softer and he feels his heart beat slow down. Donghae reaches over to the sidetable and take out a pair of scissors and draws his sleeves up where a cut was already made and he gets ready. He feels it. It's slowing down and he hugs Hyukjae closer and he kissed him again and again and again.
And then,
It's gone.
He listens, he pauses.
He snips.
---
Oh! Is this a heartbeat?
Yes, it is. What is it? (But no, Donghae, there's no more heartbeat...)
This is a heartbeat.. Something that you have, and I dont...
(No, Donghae... I'm the same as you now. I don't have a heartbeat now. We're the same now... )
Hyukjae! I will put my hand on it everyday. It will be like I'm the same as you! I have a heartbeat too! Like this, I won't be a cyborg, and I can be the same as you! I want to be with you forever!
But Donghae,
we're together now. We will be together forever now...
I love you.
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written for inny_cent
pg, au - in which donghae is a robot and hyukjae loves him and he loves hyukjae but hyukjae didn't think donghae could love
Hyukjae steps onto the marble whites of the floor, careful to not leave a stain with his rowdy boots. He sees the models of the different types lining the walls- they are white against white. Those models are beautiful, but not what he's looking for.
Hello sir!
Hyukjae whips round and finds a man in a white suit smiling and waving at him, signalling for him to come over. The sound of his boots ring down the halls and he struggles to walk softly. Everything seems so serene and calm down here that he feels as if he was a machine gun making the world's loudest noises.
Nearing the man, Hyukjae can't help but gasp a little at how beautiful he was and he asks himself if he is one of them too. He seems so...Perfect.
So, what is it that you look for in your partner? The man smiles, pearly whites showing and all. Hyukjae's taken aback by the man's straightforwardness and he can only stammer in reply.
I want someone... or something, I mean.. I want my partner to be nice. He should be... No.. I don't know. I'm not sure..
The man, (whose name is Jungsoo by the way as Hyukjae reads off from the name tag pinned onto his suit), cocks his head to the side in thought and his eyes travels up and down Hyukjae's body. He snaps out of it a few minutes later and leads Hyukjae off in search for the perfect partner.
They pass a door, then two then three and four, and Hyukjae's getting tired and he's giving up. Eyes half-closed, he nearly misses the one who's knocking on the glass panel, smiling up at him like an angel. His heart tugs.
I'll choose him.
---
The procedures are long and tedious. The model has to be registered and most importantly, programmed. Everything is in place actually. This model, whose name is Donghae, has a very good personality. He's all sunshine, puppies and rainbows, Jungsoo tells Hyukjae. But don't take it for granted, he adds, Donghae has human emotions too. He loves, he hates, he knows. He really does. Jungsoo ends his sentence with a small smile. And then he adds, Don't break his heart. Treat him well.
---
The package is being loaded gently into the backseat of the car, he's careful not to let any of the edges bump into anything. He needs to sleep now. For recharging, you know, all that battery and electronics stuff. It will get better in time. He will adapt to your body clock and then you guys can have all the fun you need. Jungsoo then yawned and signalled for another burly man to carry the case for Hyukjae to his car. Hyukjae had blinked once, twice, then again and he had blushed when he finally registered what Jungsoo was talking about. Can I really? I mean... This guy.. He isn't human afterall right? Are his bodily functions this professional too...? Hyukjae blushes again at that memory and at other thoughts as he drives his car into the car park below his apartment.
---
This Donghae, Hyukjae realises, really functions like a human. He bathes, he goes to the toilet, he has his fair share of ups and downs. He has even adapted to Hyukjae's way of life. But he still hasn't learnt how to love, Hyukjae sighs one day, heavy-headed and so, so heartbroken. He watches as Donghae fleets around the garden chasing butterflies and he plops onto the ground and yells over at Hyukjae to join him on the soft, soft grass. Hyukjae joins him on the grass and they both start rolling around in the grass and I'm so glad I don't ever cut the grass, Hyukjae thinks. Donghae's giggling like a little boy and Hyukjae loves it so much when he does it because it's just too cute and he feels like pinching his cheeks and ruffling his hair and tackle him and hug him and roll around with him. And his heart constricts a little when he thinks no, no, no, Donghae does not know how to love, and he stops thinking right then and plasters a fake smile on his face and gets up from the grass.
---
I'm not stupid, Donghae thinks. And if he has a heart it would have stopped for this fraction for a second because Hyukjae looks so forlorn. Donghae reaches his hand out and pulls Hyukjae back down and he lands with a loud sounding oof! on his stomach. Turning to his left, he faces Hyukjae and Hyukjae does the same, and they both look into each others' eyes and they both think to themselves about those pretty eyes they are staring into and they think about things and the future and Hyukjae turns away, tears for a little, and falls asleep. And Donghae winds his arms around him and joins him. And they sleep in a tangle of limbs and when Hyukjae awakes, he smiles a little and shakes his head, thinking that he's just programmed to do this and he gets up, brings Donghae into the comfort of the soft bed and makes breakfast, ignoring that prick in his heart like it was a burn from a cooking pan.
---
Donghae, I love you.
Hyukjae lets it slip one day while Donghae was washing the dishes. No, I will do the dishes, he had said. And he pushed Hyukjae to the living room while he puts on that apron and starts with the washing.
And now he holds on to a soappy plate with his soappy hands and turns around to face Hyukjae.
Donghae, I love you,
Hyukjae says again, with an almost pained expression on his face. And the plate slips out of Donghae's hands and it lands on the kitchen floor and it makes a loud noise and Hyukjae's heart goes down along with it, and he thinks, that's the sound of my heart breaking. Donghae, do you hear it? and he disappears round the corner of the kitchen door, a dry sob escaping his throat.
Donghae kneels down on the kitchen floor, ignoring the glass bits that are making their way through his jeans into his skin; cutting it open, ignoring the open wounds on his fingers, exposing the thin metal, and then the wires and he slowly, slowly falls on his back, and he shuts down.
---
He wakes up in an all too familiar place, but he panics anyway and only calms down when he sees this face staring back down at him, and he grins, and the face grins back, gums and all. And he whispers to himself, everything's gonna be fine right now.
Hyukjae scolds him softly on the ride home, saying that he should have known himself better than to do stuff like that and hurt himself. And Donghae just smiles and nods silently in the seat beside him and when what he was really thinking inside was Hyukjae, Hyukjae, Hyukjae, I have something for you, I have something to tell you. I do, I do, I do but he keeps it inside of him, and he thinks that maybe he will say it one day, but maybe. Just maybe.
---
Then one day, Donghae finally starts crying. And he hugs Hyukjae in bed and he cries; soft, dry sobs, I love you, I love you, I love you. And I'm sorry it took this long, but I love you. And Hyukjae says nothing and starts crying too, he wraps his arms around Donghae and plants light kisses on his face and ruffles his hair and buries his face into Donghae's chest and he says, it took you this long, I thought you can't love, I thought that you won't ever... And they both cry, and they cry. Until the sun comes up, and they're still hugging each other and then see each others' crying faces and they laugh and they laugh like two kids who fell and cried because of bleeding knees. And they laugh.
---
They try something for the first time weeks later; a flurry of passionate kisses during a particularly romantic dinner that was left untouched after a few bites. And there was all the wanting and whimpering and needing and they've never thought that this would have happened. But it was happening, and they made love to each other for the first time that night, and they did it again and again and again and again...
---
Hyukjae, you do know that my body is made of wires right? That I can't bleed nor can I cry.. But even if I am a cyborg, I will always be by your side.. Even when my wires are broken, even when I can't move anymore, I will stick with you...
Oh! Is this a heartbeat?
Yes, it is. What is it?
This is a heartbeat.. Something that you have, and I dont...
Donghae...
Hyukjae! I will put my hand on it everyday. It will be like I'm the same as you! I have a heartbeat too! Like this, I won't be a cyborg, and I can be the same as you! I want to be with you forever!
Donghae........
---
They go on for another 3 years, and Hyukjae's diagnosed with some weird illness and he doesn't have much time to live , the doctor says. Donghae throws a huge tantrum when they get home and they fight, and it was their biggest fight, and all that Hyukjae can do is to cry and cry in bed with no Donghae beside when he needs him the most but he locks the door anyway and he wakes up the next morning with a very, very broken bedroom door and an even more broken Donghae lying beside him.
The agency reminds Hyukjae that this is the last of the wires and parts and materials they have for such an old model like Donghae's is and that he really has to take care that he doesn't get hurt anymore. Hyukjae sulks and they don't talk on the ride home. But Donghae gives in, and he kisses Hyukjae softly and pulls him into bed and they snuggle into the warmth that belongs to each other and the comforter and they think the same thought, that everything's gonna be alright and they fall asleep together and they didn't know, they didn't know that it was one of the last times...
---
They spend the last of their sad days together. They spend the last of their happy days together. And on the ninth day of the seventh winter they spend together, I'm getting so tired Hyukjae tells Donghae, and he holds onto Donghae's hand and leads him into the bedroom and Donghae locks the door behind them. They lay on the bed, facing each other and Donghae talks about the good times, the bad ones too, just to keep Hyukjae here with him for a while longer. And then Hyukjae starts crying and he starts too, those too dry sobs again, and he hears Hyukjae getting softer and he feels his heart beat slow down. Donghae reaches over to the sidetable and take out a pair of scissors and draws his sleeves up where a cut was already made and he gets ready. He feels it. It's slowing down and he hugs Hyukjae closer and he kissed him again and again and again.
And then,
It's gone.
He listens, he pauses.
He snips.
---
Oh! Is this a heartbeat?
Yes, it is. What is it? (But no, Donghae, there's no more heartbeat...)
This is a heartbeat.. Something that you have, and I dont...
(No, Donghae... I'm the same as you now. I don't have a heartbeat now. We're the same now... )
Hyukjae! I will put my hand on it everyday. It will be like I'm the same as you! I have a heartbeat too! Like this, I won't be a cyborg, and I can be the same as you! I want to be with you forever!
But Donghae,
we're together now. We will be together forever now...
I love you.
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written for inny_cent