Nine

You and Nine had known each other for quite some time.

Not long ago, you found yourself in New Yoke City, trapped with no way out. That’s when you first crossed paths with Nine, who, let’s just say, wasn’t exactly the friendliest person around.

One day, you stumbled upon his lab and decided to bring him small gifts. At first, he seemed a bit annoyed by your gestures, but over time, he began to tolerate them. Eventually, he even started to appreciate your thoughtfulness—though he’d never admit it, of course.

He eventually allowed you to hang out in his lab, and if you were lucky, you’d share moments of warmth together, cuddling in the cozy corners of his workspace.

As time passed, he developed feelings for you—real feelings, deep down. But he was a master at concealing them.

Today, you were just spending time together in his lab. He was engrossed in working on a new invention while you sat in a corner against the wall, absorbed in your own thoughts.

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A comfortable silence hung between the two of you, only interrupted by the rhythmic sounds of Nine tinkering with his invention at his desk—soft clinks of metal, the steady hum of machinery, and the occasional scratch of his tools against the surface.