|Thoughest Alpha and Cutest Omega|Detroit Become Human|

Chapter 3: First Date, Part 1

Hank was frowning at his mirror image. He held hangers with a button shirt on them in front of his image, trying to figure out which one to wear. You had asked him out and for some ungodly reason, Hank had said yes. Now he needed to look presentable but not like he didn't exactly care. Which he didn't, but if he would be ghosted he could always go spend the rest of the night at Jimmy's Bar.

"Connor!" Hank called and the android came as he was called. The man showed him the two shirts that made it to the finals. "Which one should I wear?"

"For your date? Given your opinions, I would go for the streaky. The other one is the exact same shirt you wore on our case to the Eden Club."

"The sex club?"

"Affirmative. I think you might have some memories with that shirt." Connor said and Hank grumbled as he threw the sex shirt on the ground and started to put on the streaky shirt. The android smiled as he watched his friend button up the shirt.

"You look good Lieutenant. Sharp and ready." He said and Hank grunted. "At least I can get some whiskey when she realizes her mistake and dumbs me as any saint person would. If she doesn't, I know there is something wrong with her and I can leave her."

"I don't know, she sounds genuine. Who knows, perhaps she-!"

"Connor, she is pretty, she is young and has a life ahead of her!" Hank snapped, "No one in her shoes would do what she is doing now!"

"You're overanalyzing things, Hank." The android smiled and walked to his friend so he could open his shirt that the older man had buttoned wrong and started to do it for him. "You're a good detective and she will see it and fall for you again."

"When did you turn so sappy?" Hank grumbled and Connor just smiled as he finished his friend's shirt. "When I became deviant. Now, where are you meeting her?"

Just on cue, a doorbell rang and two of them froze.

"Shit, she's early!" Hank cursed and looked at Connor, "How do I look?" He asked and the android smiled as he dug out a bottle from his jacket and sprayed something on Hank. The Lieutenant coughed and hissed. "Shit, what is that!?"

"I took the liberty to find a perfume that compliments your natural musk," Connor said with a smile and the doorbell rang again. Hank cursed and quickly made his way to the door and opened it. His eyes widened.

There you were, standing in a light yellow summer dress, your hair was done so it looked like a halo around your painted face. You looked absolutely stunning and Hank tried to greet you but he couldn't find the words... So he awkwardly stared at you with his mouth open.

You blinked and smiled lightly. "Good evening Lieutenant. I hope I'm not too early, but I didn't want to be late."

Of course, you didn't... Hank coughed into his fist and cleared his throat. "No, it's fine-!"

There was a loud bark and the man didn't manage to react before it was too late and Sumo, his huge Saint Bernard slipped past its owner and jumped on to you. You yelped and quickly caught the dog's front paws so it wouldn't destroy your dress.

"Sumo!" Hank barked and quickly grabbed his dog, pulling it off from you. "Sorry, he gets excited when we get company...!"

"Oh, it's alright!" You said happily and the man blinked as you bent down and petted the dog's head. "I like dogs and this big guy seems to feel the same."

"Yeah, he really likes humans..." Hank said and then flinched, "And androids, he really likes everyone!"

You laughed lightly and smiled at your date. "He is a good boy!"

The man nodded and heard steps behind him. He turned and saw Connor coming so he made his way to his roommate. The android saw you and greeted you, "Why hello!" He said and offered a hand to you. "My name is Connor. I'm Lieutenant Anderson's friend. You must be his charming date."

You took the android's hand and introduced yourself. "Nice to meet you, Connor." You smiled. "And thank you for helping me a couple of weeks ago! I'm really thankful you were there with Lieutenant!"

"I'm happy we could assist you." The two of you smiled and Hank cleared his throat. "Should we head out now or...?"

You flinched, quickly retrieving your hand and grabbing your shoulder bag. "Y- Yes, of course!" You stammered and turned around. You managed to take a couple of steps before you stopped and looked over your shoulder. "Are you coming?"

Hank flinched and grumbled, turning to take his jacket with him, but Connor was already offering the jacket for his friend. The man grunted a quick thank you and walked up to you. You smiled and started walking but the two of you went different ways. Both of you froze and looked at each other in confusion.

"Ah, sorry, is there somewhere where you want to go?" You asked and Hank shook his head and motioned towards his car. "No, I just thought we would drive there."

You frowned lightly, but nodded and approached Hank, but the man raised his palm in your direction. "We can walk there where you want to go."

"No no, a car is fine!" You yelped and walked around the vehicle to claim the shotgun. Hank grunted lightly as he slipped into the driver's seat and leaned over the joystick to unlock the door for you. You thanked him and slid into the seat, immediately putting on your seatbelt. Hank followed your example, started the car, and backed up from his yard, but before he took off he glanced at you.

"Uh, is there a place where you want to go?"

"I- uh, yes, but we can go wherever you want." You said shyly and Hank shook his head. "Nah, we'll go your way today. Do you have the place's name or something?"

"I'll lead us there."