A/N: This is just a one-shot. WheatDOS needs more love. :)

Android Wheatley ran his fingers through his hair, practicing a smile in his mirror. He is nervous. He remembers last night in a blur, but he thinks GLaDOS likes him. Ever since they transferred into Android bodies, things changed. Wheatley is attracted to her, and GLaDOS is attracted to him. Has it all just been a big misunderstanding from day one to now? Are they really meant for each other? He remembers last night all too well...

"You moron."

Wheatley smirks and caresses her cheek lovingly, "I love it when you get aggressive."

"I'm not getting aggressive," she spat. "I'm aggressive in general."

Wheatley nods, "m'hm. Okay, love," Wheatley says with a smirk.

GLaDOS' eyes blaze. "Don't mess with me, moron."

Wheatley rests his hands on the sides of her face and smiles warmly.

GLaDOS softens and brings her hand up to his face. "You... moron... why must you be so..." GLaDOS searched for words, but she couldn't think of anything. "Cute?" She blurted.

Wheatley smirks, "you think I'm cute?"

GLaDOS brings one hand up to her face. "What was I thinking?" She muttered.

"Yes. You're cute. But, don't get carried away."

Wheatley wraps his arms around her and squeezes her lovingly.

GLaDOS' face turns pink, along with her optics. "Wh-what are you doing?" Her arms were lifted up, but she wasn't hugging him back.

"I have a lot of respect for you, love. That's all. I like you."

GLaDOS gingerly hugs him back. "You do? ... I- ... I like you, too."

Wheatley brings a hand up and caresses her cheek, and GLaDOS leans into his touch and closes her eyes.

"I don't know what this feeling is, GLaDOS. But, I like the feeling. I've never felt this way around someone before."

GLaDOS chuckles and smiles subtly. "The emotion you're feeling is love, you moron."

She brings both of her hands up and rests them around Wheatley's neck before locking lips and giving him a long, passionate kiss. Even though he was a moron, GLaDOS still loves him.

Wheatley couldn't turn any darker of a shade of red than he already is. He rests a free hand on her short, white hair and wraps another arm around her slim waist. Her outfit is black and felt smooth. He lightly rubs her back.

GLaDOS pulls away and smiles. "Darling, do you remember anything of when you were a core?"

Wheatley frowns. "No, I can't," he sighs.

GLaDOS smiles wider. "Perfect."

Wheatley smiles, but it was unsure. "This is... er- good?"

GLaDOS nods, "yes. It is," Then, she rests on his chest.

Wheatley smiles and rests his head on hers, still massaging her back.

GLaDOS gave Wheatley an affectionate squeeze.

"This might not last long, so I'd enjoy it as it lasts," GLaDOS mutters.

Wheatley kisses the top of her head, "whatever you say, love. Whatever you say."

"I mean it, moron."

Wheatley just stands there, holding her.

GLaDOS nuzzles him, "...moron..." she echoes, bringing one hand up, just below his neck, and holds it there.

"I love you, sweetheart."

GLaDOS smirks widely, "I love you, too, moron."