awake ; detroit become human one shots

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(A/N: In honor of pride month, I'm gonna do a quick, and kinda sloppy boyxboy one shot so, you know, enjoy. By the way, happy pride month. Also I'm sorry for hinting at a possible spoiler?  ヽ( ´¬')ノ )

Connor x Male Reader

Kisses in the park

It's been years since you were assigned to partnered up with Connor. You've always had a dislike for how frequently he brings up Hank. 

The snowflakes gradually descended from the clouds, adding to the white sheets of snow. You pulled up to the park and parked your car. Connor immediately opened the car door and walked toward the bench. He buried his head in his face presumably in guilt.

You got out of your car and sat down on the bench next to Connor, "is something wrong, Connor?" You mused, trying to move into his view. He paused shortly before answering, "I feel like I could have treated him better. I feel like, if I didn't focus so much on my mission, he would have still been alive today," Connor mourned. You rubbed his back in an upward and downward motion, he was feeling emotion: he became deviant because of Hank. All this time he was telling you about his classy old partner, and you thought he was just mourning over a suicide of just a partner. Hank was more than a partner to Connor, he just had a difficult time to show how he felt, he was, after all, programmed to be cold and numb.

You stopped rubbing your hand across his back and wrapped your arms around his body. "It's not your fault, none of this was your fault. You woke up after Hank died and realized how wrong you felt," you explained. "Hank didn't die because of you-" "Hank died because of me Y/N! He said I was his last chance to restore hope in his eyes and I failed! I failed him!" he reprimanded, lifting his head from his palms, facing you. "It's not your fault, Connor. You were made as an android, " you said leaning in and placing a kiss on his cheek. You stood up and tried walking to your car.  You suddenly felt Connor mercifully seize your arm, "stay, Y/N.  Don't leave me, please, " his voice was quivering. You sat back down and held Connor's hand,  "I won't leave if you don't want me to. " You leaned in close to Connor's face, planting your lips on his, then quickly pulling away. "Sorry, I'll go-" "Stay, " he said firmly. He pulled you in and planted his lips on yours. You both slowly closed your eyes in the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. "Faggots! Get a room!" A masculine voice shouted. You parted the kiss and stared at the man.

You squeezed Connor's hand and led him back to your car. You turned the car on and put it in drive. You drove away from the park and made your way home, one hand on the steering wheel and the other entwined with Connor's.