dbh (smut) one shot

REED900 [PARKING LOT]1

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[TRIGGER WARNING!!!]

SELF ARM
MASOCHIST
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Gavin Reed was still at the police station. Staying late became a habit for him. He was slowly falling asleep. HisHisHis eyes were closing and opening slowly. His feet were on his desk,desk,desk, and hishands werehands were hands were in his pockets.

At the same time, some light noise of feet tapping on the ground was coming louder and louder. The detective's feet got thrown away from the desk.

"The fuck?"

He asked in a raspy and grumpy tone. His eyes were now clearly open. As he looked up, he rolled his eyes and hissed.

"The fuck you want to you plastic bitch?"

The Android's eyes were looking into Gavin's eyes. He then shows his hand to the detective.

"You're falling asleep, detective."

The detective looks at the blue screen before looking at the android's blue eyes.

"So what? This stupid case is fucking boring."

The smaller man said his voice was a little low and raspy. He sounded tired and annoyed.

"It might be boring, detective, but we need to finish it."

The android points his hand at the smallest person. He looked at it and rolled his eyes again before standing up with a long, annoyed sigh.

"Fucking leave me alone, you plastic hoe."

The Android followed behind.

"Where are you going?"

The Android screen talked. Gavin turned his head a little, just enough to show a cigarette in his mouth to his partner. He left the police station without saying a word. Once outside, he lights up his cigarette; his eyes are looking at a street light; the rain is soft tonight, and he likes it. He sat down on the ground, his knees almost touching his chest. One of his hands was holding the cigarette, and the other was in his messy hair.

The Android just stood here without saying anything. His eyes were looking in front of him. When he looked down at his partner, he noticed that Gavin was already looking at him, letting the smoke slowly come out of his mouth.

"Thefuck arefuck are fuck are you looking at?"

The grumpy detective asks as his face disappearsdisappearsdisappears a little because of the smoke.
His voice was still raspy, probably from his exhaustive state. But his voice sounded calmer... This information made the LED of the AndroidAndroidAndroid flash yellow for a brief instant. He took this instant to analyzeanalyzeanalyze the smoker.

《 Stress level::: 56% 》
《 Tiredness; 60% 》
《 Anger; 12% 》
《 Annoyance; 20% 》

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|□| say nothing.nothing.nothing.
|◇| stress level<
|○| smoking
|×| calm
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After analyzinganalyzinganalyzing his choice, he decided to ask about the high stress level of his partner. He didn't want to ask about the tiredness since it was obvious.

"Why is your stress level so high,high,high, detective?"

His blue screen talked. Gavin groans a little, clearly annoyed by this.

"The fuck you analyzedanalyzedanalyzed me for dipshit?"

He asks, his voice iritated.

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Gavin Reed ⟱
[Tense]
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