Boothill was a good friend of yours and his whole body was mechanical except for his head, it was still pure flesh. But little did you knew how much he was touch starved becouse of this kind of body.

Until one day he couldnt take it anymore as he came to you.

You are now laying on the couch with Boothill next to you, and his head on your chest. His eyes were still a bit watery after crying not too long ago. You gently pet his hair, giving him all the affection and warmth that he needed