Ever since the demonstration became a success and androids were free to have their own rights, Markus immediately went back to Carl Manfred -- a man he could call his father with pride. He knew after the whole incident with Leo, there was a lot to do in order to take care of the elderly artist.

However, he wasn't going to do it alone. He had you, his companion, with him. He knew you didn't have much of a home to go, even with the whole freedom thing. Thus, he offered you to stay with him and Carl in the neighborhood that was perfect for them. It was certainly a perfect ending for them, and especially for you two.

Markus's eyes could only stare at you, even as he guided your hand that held a paintbrush over the blank canvas. He adored you. Maybe more than he expected himself to adore another person that wasn't family, but more he saw as his partner. He loved everything about you. Your smile, your laughter, your mind, and especially how you seem to fit nicely against his frame.

You two were simply compatible.

He slowly peeled his synthetic skin back to reveal the white plastic underneath, soon taking this opportunity to just the very same with yours. A gentle blue glow radiated from your palms, and he had to chuckle at the shared emotions between them.

"Simon, did I ever tell you how much you captivate me?" He murmured, pressing his lips to your temple as he lowered the brush from your hand to fully lock it and his fingers with yours.