Hank and Connor Reading Fanfiction

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sometimes i think about why and how im still here

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"Connor, just what in the hell are you reading?" Hank leaned over his shoulder, only to observe a certain Connor on this website called...Wattpad? What is that? What in the hell is a "Wattpad?" Nonetheless, Connor kept reading, a curious look in his eyes.

"Nothing, Lieutenant. Just some fanfiction of us."

For the time being, the brown-haired was borrowing Hank's computer for the afternoon. Little did they know, Connor was using it for something else other than for work. Actually, that was the reason why he wanted to borrow his computer, but he wandered into a side of the internet that Hank found...suspicious.

The older man sat next to him on the couch, observing the android further. So, that's what the kids are into these days?  He thought curiously, leaning closer.

"Hank do you like fanfiction?" Connor asked, looking at him with his usual and adorable eyes. He looked as if he was a puppy when he looked at the other like that. "Eh, I haven't heard of it until now," Hank commented, relaxing. "What is it?"

"It is fiction made from fans of a show or book of some kind by fans. It's fascinating, really." Connor replied, a tint of a smile at the corner of his lips.

"Yeah? Well, it's-" Hank trailed off in shock. Then he came into a realization of he was actually reading.

Hank pressed his lips against Connor. He just couldn't take the tension between them anymore. The older man was fond of him, in a different way than before. Surprisingly in return, Connor started kissing back. The kiss felt good. So good. They were both beginning to feel arou-

"What- What in the- WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?"

"Fanfi-"

"Yes! I know what this is!" Hank raised his voice, angry. He covered his face with his hands, flustered and furious at the same time. The android looked at him with a worried expression on his face. "Hank, what's wrong?"

Why? Why is there fanfiction of them!? Most importantly, like that! Hank was disgusted- no, that's not the right word. Then what was it?

Connor repeated his question again, but Hank wouldn't answer. The grey-haired just kept muttering angrily under his breath. Because of this, Connor decided to scan his face for answers. "Lieutenant, the body temperature in your head increased drastically, your pupils dilated which suggests that you are experiencing attractio-"

"SH-SHUT UP, SHUT UP! WE'RE GETTING YOU OFF HIS WEBSITE!"

"Bu-"

"NOW!"