Push objectified

You had just finished a big presentation. You stood in your lab, looking out the large windows to the jungle outside. Before a voice interrupts you.

"Oh, good! You're still here.. you were great out there!"

Push says, holding something behind her back.. you respond with a question of it it was with the presentation.

"Yeah- Well- You said you hadn't been feeling too hot lately, right?"

She asks, referring to something you said before the presentation to her due to your nerves. She wasn't wrong, but you say that you regretted mentioning it. Opening up to people was annoying, and you rarely did so.

"I know you don't like it when people worry about you... but I.. um.. y-you know.. I thought I'd-"

She says nervously before you harshly interrupt. You thought she was trying to pity you. You thought she didn't even see you as an equal after all these years! You mention how she looked at you today.

"That's not-"

She stutters out, trying to say something about how she didn't intend to come off that way, how she wasn't pitying you, but you keep going. You let out your inner resentment. SHE's always making strides, while YOU were wasting away, trying fruitlessly to fix the terminals that made you! You breathed, trying not to have too big of an outburst. Push fanned herself a bit, getting nervous at this, but also.. blushing.

"Oh, Hah.. what a horrible misunder-"

You noticed what she was hiding. And asked her about it.

"Oh- ahem- I think you'll actually ecstatic to know.."

She breathes, preparing herself. She takes the bouquet out from behind her, putting on the cutest face she could, her antennae naturally moving to a heart shape.

"I was going to ask you out!"

She says excitedly, before getting self-conscious, her antennae straightening as she becomes aware of them. You snatch the note out of the bouquet, not taking the flowers due to your bad mood.

"I thought maybe.. uh. a nice outing and romantic endeavor would um, reduce.. your stress.. and.. increase the longevity of.. um.. your life.."