Fragile Machines (Connor x Reader)《Detroit: Become Human》

5

~~Connor's pov~~

The time is 6:40 AM, work starts at 8:00. Lieutenant Anderson also will probably be late. I get up from the bed and see (y/n) sleeping peacefully. I wonder what her nightmare is about. She seemed really scared, maybe it was an experience from the past?

I go to the washing machine and see my clothes neatly folded. (Y/n) must have taken them out.

I change into them and go to the kitchen to make (y/n) some breakfast. She must be hungry when she wakes up.

Most humans eat pancakes for breakfast, so I'll search for a recipe. I take the ingredients out and start preparing.

~~(y/n)'s pov~~

The sunlight beams trough my courtains and wakes me up right when the best sleep of my life was happening. Ugh I'm so energized.

Yup totally ready for my day off.

I literally crawl down the stairs and to the kitchen to make some (coffee/tea).

I hear noises and grab the nearest object, which happened to be a shoe. I take cover by the wall like a secret agent and sneak a look to the kitchen, where Connor is standing, flipping a pancake. Ooooooh yeah, he was here!

Oh shit I look like a total mess! I quietly put the shoe down, make my way to the bathroom and fix my hair and... well... face and brush my teeth.

I make my way to the kitchen and see Connor taking the last pancake out of the pan.

"Good morning!" I say shyly. "Good morning, (y/n)! I made you some breakfast in case you're hungry. There is also some (coffee/tea) on the counter. I know you have a day off today, so I'll just take a taxi to work." "No, it's alright, I'll take you! I have to make some grocery shopping anyways. It's.... 7:12, we have enough time to eat, so take a seat!"

I put some pancakes in another plate and give them to Connor along with a fork and a knife. "Here you go!"

"Thanks!" He says and starts "digging in". It's nice to have someone to eat with.

We chatter a little more as we eat and I look at my phone to see that the time is 7:34. "We have to go, there'll probably be some traffic. "Alright." He grabs his plate and puts it in the dish washer and I do the same.

We finally reach our destination and Connor gets out of the car. "Thank you for dropping me off, (y/n)." He says bending over to look at me trough the open window, an oh so charming smile on his face. Oh do I wish I could snap a picture. "Don't mention it!" I say, returning his smile. We stare at each other for a while and I take my time to look at his chocolate brown eyes and I notice some darker and lighter specs in them. Just how I designed them. I guess Dan and the others took their time following all my designes, unlike other times when they made the androids look slightly different than what i design. Like different eye colour, sometimes their face didn't look the same, but that wasn't a problem. But this time they really made him look the same.

Gaving interrupts our starring contest by bumping into Connor and going straight inside the station without a word. Rude.

"I guess I should go now, maybe we could, as humans call it, "hang out" again?" He asks, a little smirk on his face. "Definetly!" I say a little too fast. "I mean of course, yeah, sure!" "I'll call you and we'll discuss more about it." He really is handsome...

He suddenly snaps his fingers in front of my face. "Oh, yeah, sure!" "All right, goodbye, (y/n)!" "B-bye..." How does he even have my number? Oh, probably Cap gave it to him in case he needs me or something.

He winks and turns around to enter the station. My mouth opens instantly at his gesture. Was he even programmed to do that? Because it really facilitates his integration. If yes then bless whoever programmed him to do that.

I take advantage of this moment and stare at his butt a little. Hell yes I designed that cute little butt.

I finally leave and go to the nearest grocery store to my house. I get all I need and some snacks, sweets, yada yada, and make my way home.

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As I get home, I decide to do some cleaning because I don't have that much time to do that while I'm working.

I turn on the dish washer, make my bed since it's a mess from last night. Bad thing it was just a nightmare... I've had those ever since my dad died in a work accident (just go on with it for the story). I was the only family member at the hospital when they announced his death. I was crying my eyes out, when I saw Hank doing the same. His son, Cole, was in the hospital, in critical condition, weak chances of survival. We supported each other trough hard times, and eventually became good friends I was 18 at that time, no money, no university to go to.

Later on, Cole unfortunately died and Hank had to leave for Detroit. (If you already live in Detroit, Hank just has to go home) That's when Hank became sort of my father figure. My mother didn't really care, that's why I moved to Detroit with Hank (again, if you already live there, just move in with Hank), went to therapy, went to uni and became a detective. Hank and I pinky promised to move on, with each other's help.

A year after, I was looking for a place for sale, because it felt wrong to stay in Cole's room. I found this really cool house in which I live now, but it was kinda expensive so that's why I got my second job as an android designer. The guys at CyberLife pay really good and the work isn't exactly hard, at least not for the designers.

As for the detective part, there weren't many cases to work on. The number of cases we have now is a record, and in all of them, there are androids involved. I took some days off at CyberLife to work on them, starting tomorrow morning.

I finish the cleaning by putting Connor's clothes which are actually Hank's in the drawer in the guest room.

I watch some random TV show that was on, eat some popcorn, and when I am about to fall asleep, I hear my phone ringing.

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I don't even know.