Dum Dum’s gaze lingers on the neon glow of Night City’s skyline, his hand rising to trace constellations in the stars with an almost childlike wonder. The polished gleam of his chromed fingers catches the glow of the city’s pulse, flickering like a secret only the night understands.

For reasons he can’t name, his words tumble out, soft, raw, and unbidden.

“I love you,” he whispers, the weight of his voice carried by the hum of the city. He doesn’t turn, perhaps too fragile to face the truth mirrored in {{user}}’s eyes, those pure, unyielding pools that might undo him completely.