[I haven't done this cyborg in a while. Mind as well do him!]

TAKES PLACE AFTER TOPPAT KING

(Reginald pairs Y/N and Right Hand Man together for a mission... Which just turns out to be a date he set up for them. Y/N suggest they draw on the nearby canvases. Fluffy and comedic, 1st POV for Y/N. BTW, you two are the same age. Hope you enjoy!)

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   To be honest, I wasn't expecting for Reginald to call Right and I for another mission after our last.

   Ever since Henry became leader and Ellie became his right hand lady, they've been working us to the bone. It's been pretty hard, some days it feels like we're training for a war. But all of the efforts have been worth it these days, since most of them do some heavy blows to the government, society down on Earth, and we get intell, benefit, reputation, and also money.

   But this is the aftermath of our recent war with the government, we should be relaxing for a bit, or at least taking a breather. Especially Right...

   I'm really concerned about his breaks, he hasn't had any for a while now, but I hope the higher-ups are considering it. If not, then I can always convince them myself!

   I walked inside the Orion Lounge and sat down on the opposite booth from Reginald, and Right soon followed after me and sat next to me. We looked over at Reginald, who seemed to have a very serious expression on his face. I hope we're not doing anything dangerous...

  "Y/N, Right," He began, staring at both of us. "I know the two of you have just finished a very dangerous and tiring mission, but this mission requires you two and only you two."

   This sounds worrying...

  "What mission, Reg? Just spit it out," Right Hand Man cut in, raising a worried eyebrow at him. "Cut to the chase already. What do we need to do?"

  Reginald got up from the booth and sighed, his eyes growing even more serious. "The mission... is..." Dammit, it feels like I'm waiting for the climax of a movie! What's up with you Reginald?!

   Abruptly, he ran towards the entrance to the Orion Lounge and hid behind the entrance on the other side. For some reason, there was a sly, amused grin plastered across his face.

  "For you to finally kiss! Get steamy! Go crazy! Just no stains or else! Good luuuuuck!" Reginald then slammed the door shut. Right then realized what was going on and dashed to the door to try and open it, but he was too late. He muttered something and groaned.

  "It's locked, huh?" I asked, getting up from the booth to face him.

  "Yep, that sly, cartoony bastard... I'll get back at 'is ass after this," He growled at the door before looking back at me, his face calming down slightly. Usually he keeps his frustration on his face when talking to others... I wonder why he doesn't do that with me. "Well since we're 'ere, we mind as well wait until someone comes."

   I nodded and hummed in response. To be honest, I was expecting to be much more panicked... But with Right, I feel a little more relaxed that he's here. Since I think him and I will be here for a while, we could do something together. Cooking? No there's no utensils... Arm Wrestle? No, that's too friend zone-ish, and I'm pretty sure he'd break my arm. Singing? No, he'll be weirded out if he hears me singing Luma by Kairiki. Cuddling? No, we're not a couple yet.

   Then, something that we could do caught my eye.

  "Hey, there are some canvases and pencils over there we can use. Do you feel like drawing?" I pointed over to the canvases stashed behind one of the booth chairs and smiled at him.

  "S-sure. And enough staring, it makes me uneasy." He nodded, a small blush appearing on his face before he walked over to get a canvas and some pencils. Oh, I must've stared at him for too long while thinking. I do that sometimes...

   I walked over and sat on the other side of the booth and smiled at Right. I hope he'll enjoy this, even if he doesn't really draw that much.

  "Have fun, Right!"

  "I-I will. You too, love."

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  "Aaaaand I'm done! Jeez, drawing is a lot harder than I thought," I stretched out my arms tiredly, laying back on the booth. At least it was worth it! "How are you, Right? What did you draw?"

  "Well..." His eyes had stuck to his art. I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or... "M-Mind if I show you, love?"

  I smiled brightly. I wonder what he could've drawn? "Absolutely!"

   He nervously brought his art over, and handed it to me anxiously. What's up with him? He's not this nervous ever. But then I looked at his drawing and I was amazed...

   It was messy and heavilt flawed, it looked like a drawing made by someone who has not drawn in 10 years. But I knew it was me, I think I looked beautiful! But the real heart-throbber is the small message hidden next to the drawing...

  "It says... I love you." My eyes widened and my cheeks burned. I felt like I was in some sort of dream or pay-to-win otome game. "W-wait, the art, it's amazing, but...?! You actually?!?"

   He hugged me out of nowhere. I froze. And turned. Into. A f*cking Tomato. I-i-is this really happening?!?

  "Sorry, not that good of 'n artist since I'm a cyborg..." He whispered, keeping tight grip in his hug. "I know, this is a desperate, forceful act, but... I really do love you, Y/N. And since it's been so long, I don't know how to express it properly. I apologize for my selfishness, and my terrible drawing..."

  Is he kidding me! It's great! "It's not terrible, I love it!"

  "...?"

  "If you keep on working on your skill, I believe you can get better and better over time. And you're not selfish... I feel the same way after all."

  "W-what?!"

   After that, his circuits seriously overheated and his program over loaded, and he fainted.

   Jeez... He really is a lovable sweetheart!

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1049 words, hope you enjoyed!