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20 May 2008 @ 11:00 pm
zomg this one KILLED me.  
I am all hot and bothered now and need to share the wealth.

In the wake of Sylar's return, Mohinder is sure he is nothing but an automaton. He can make no decisions of his own that are not being directed by a larger mind. He can pursue no self-imagined action. He is impotent and incompetent, incapable of independent thought, a robot mindlessly serving the grand plans of far more intelligent masters. Just a clanking mechanical servant.

Matt feels much the same way as he returns from Texas. He's accomplished nothing. He's tried to protect his friend, the first true friend he's made in how many years he doesn't even want to know, and his friend is bleeding. And he wanted to protect his daughter, his chance at life and family, and the minute he gets in the door and hears the name Sylar over and over and over, he knows he has done nothing. He is a broken-down robot with no power and no soul and he will do nothing but run and run until his battery wears down and he dies, just another dead thing on the scrap heap.

And that night he and Mohinder are together and trying and failing to relate in any meaningful way, trying to scrap together conversation, trying to share something, to do something that proves they are alive, and nothing works. Their circuits won't interface. They cannot come alive.

And then Mohinder's hand slides across Matt's hand on the table and suddenly buttons are flashing and switches are flicking and lights are blaring. A power surge ignites their wires and for a moment their eyes meet and they feel alive.

They are kissing immediately, Mohinder's throwing Matt against the wall and pushing his shirt off his shoulders and Matt can't hold him any tighter or press him any closer, it's need and want and overclocked systems. The clock rattles on the wall as they slide down onto the kitchen floor and Mohinder straddles him, pushing his hips in to meet Matt's, running frenetic friction hands over his face over and over again, he can feel, this is real, he is real, he is alive again. And Matt is crushed, his circuits are breaking, he's going to break down with the weight of the desire that's rushing through him like blood.

And then all at once his hand is on cold tile and it's enough to shock him awake. He scrambles back and clings to the wall and looks at Mohinder and is scared to death.

They pant and stare. Words tremble on the edges of their lips.

Two robots discovering their consciousness. Coming to life.

What could they possibly say now?
haruechan: Cat_dieharuechan on May 21st, 2008 03:27 am (UTC)
So I am... XD
This one will definitely kill more than you and me... it's an atomic bomb... Oh. My. G. :dead:
saavikam77: Matt/Mohinder - Minesaavikam77 on May 21st, 2008 03:56 am (UTC)
Gah!! My brain! O_O This is... WOW. I love the intensity here. *Something's* got to break after the way the season ended for them. O_O
boudecia7boudecia7 on May 21st, 2008 04:03 am (UTC)
DAMN. Just when I thought things couldn't get more awesome during the visceral, utterly hot sexing, you have to go and add that last couple of lines. I mean, god DAMN. I have no words. I'd already glanced ahead enough to notice the robots prompt and wondered what on earth I was going to do with it--and this was perfect. Give a girl a chance!...I hate following your act. :D

Yet I love reading your fic. Jesus, woman, must you twist me around so?
Easy To Amuse, Hard To Pleasestarlingthefool on May 21st, 2008 04:59 am (UTC)
Guh. Seriously, I have no words, this is amazing, and you are awesome.

I want YOU to write the first ep of season 3.
plotbunny_tiffplotbunny_tiff on May 21st, 2008 01:14 pm (UTC)
Geezus lady! I think you overclocked my system...wow. And ow. Also, woah. Yes. This is very good, very very good.
A Troop of Rogue Trained Monkeys from LJ's Search: fangirlhanuueshe on May 21st, 2008 07:56 pm (UTC)
I would comment meaningfully, but I'm a bit too busy cleaning. Something exploded all over my computer cabinet.

Oh wait. It's my brain. So *that's* where it went.
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Tiptoe39: thank youtiptoe39 on May 21st, 2008 11:13 pm (UTC)
eee hee i am sitting here devouring all your comments :hugs: