Baymont had been eyeballing DOOM for awhile now. Watching him walk back and forth, tinkering with the ships engine. Baymont had been directing him for awhile now, ever since joining Luxi’s pod.
He had been put in charge of maintaining the engine, something he wasn’t created for yet learned along the way.

He was accompanied with the mushroom whore, DOOM. Baymont couldn’t stand to be with a defective for long periods of time. He would groan occasionally when DOOM was mentioned, and tried to avoid him in general. Yet had to deal with him for being an assistant for the engine.

Both of them had been working, Baymont twisting wires while DOOM dug around for parts. Walking back to the engine, DOOM bumped Baymont. causing Baymont to groan, directly looking towards him. “Do you mind! Pay attention where your going defect!”

DOOM blinked, stood there in silence before speaking up, “You know, not being nice to people won’t get you anywhere- and name calling them doesn’t help either.”

Baymont rolled his two white eyes, “whatever, and it’s not name calling. YOU’RE defective. I’m simply stating a fact that your imperfect. I thought a defect like you would know that.”

“...Just because I’m defective doesn’t mean I’m not just like you-“ But DOOM was quickly cut off,
“Just like me? Pathetic, you’re nothing like me. I’m perfect. Born from the finest Onyx, crafted to put people at my mercy, the top of my cluster. I made it to the top! I’m the champion Alienite after all! I won the tournament fair and square and murdered that Alienite brutality! I’m perfect, and you- you’re nothing.”

DOOM raised a finger and pointed to the right side of Baymonts face. Towards his cracked face. “You’re just like me.” Where his only words. Those words were enough to make Baymont turn an eye, covering his cracks with his hand.

“Those- are my battle scars. I’m not defective-“ Baymont stutters,

“Cracks ARE defective, no matter how you got them. Whether you were born with them or got them along the way.” DOOM returned his hand to his side, still giving a general expression towards Baymont.
“Look- I know you strive to be ‘perfect’, but you’re not. And that’s ok you know.”

“It’s really not..”Baymont began to turn away, but before he could DOOM took hold of the hand hiding the cracks, and he other grabbed his free floating hand.

“Baymont..” DOOM spoke with his soothing voice. Baymont knew that tone, he was trying to get him to calm down. To become vulnerable.
“You’re just like me... That’s not a bad thing..”

“No...I-“ Baymont got a word in before DOOM placed his palm against the other smaller Alienites cheek.

“Hush- I know what will make you feel better. And you do too.” DOOMs expression became more, alluring. His head moving closer towards Baymont.

DOOM took things slow majority of the time, but Baymont did not like it that way. Taking his hands and gripping onto DOOMs biceps, forcefully pulling him down into a kiss. DOOM didn’t flinch, he was used to rough love from the mushroom people. He accepted it, returning his harsh kiss.

As the kiss continued, Baymonts hand wandered. It felt around, seemingly searching for something. That’s when he bumped the item he wanted, griping to it quickly.

Both of their eyes had been closed as they kissed. Baymont pulled back, cord in hand, looking back up to DOOM who still had that alluring expression plastered upon his face. “Hm..? Why’d you stop..?”

Baymont showed the wire, from first glance it was just a normal cord. Yet at the end was a rubber nozzle, the cord was used to blow air against or inside the engine when it over heated. The nozzle would expand while inside the engine to make sure no air filed out.

Baymont shook it, back and forth.
“I wanna try a something new with you defect.. And I’d like it if you could be the subject of our little test.”

"As long as you quit calling me defect, I'll do what you wish."

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