𝕯𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖎𝖙: 𝕭𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝕳𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖃 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 (DISCONTINUED)

Sick. - Dominant!Connor X Sick!Reader (18+)

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I looked outside and saw the rain pouring from the window. There were dark and light gray clouds providing some slight sunlight through their gaps. Either way, it's still seen as pretty much a gloomy weather.

*sneeze*

I sniffed as I was in the middle of baking. Yes, I was baking. I thought it wouldn't rain and the store was a long walk from my apartment.

The kitchen felt unusually more cold so it made it feel worse. Thanks to the warmth of the oven and the cinnamon rolls cooking, I felt a bit more warm. As I watched the oven cook the cinnamon rolls, I began to think about random things. Eventually I ran into the thought of Connor. The android and I have been close friends for a long time. He always made me laugh more than anyone else on this world. He made me feel happier when I felt down or even if I was angry. He's practically a ball of wholesomeness.

Like that time when Dad died trying to fight Bone Cancer. I'm still grieving sometimes, but that's okay. Dad was my closest family member out of everyone. Losing him killed some of my innocence for a long time and for a long time, I couldn't stop grieving. Ever since then, I've been awfully quiet especially around Connor. Why would he care so much?

For five minutes, I smiled at the thought of him taking care of me while I'm sick. The feeling butterflies in my stomach snapped me out of my thoughts. The my phone buzzed through the music I was playing when I was busy baking.

My heart raced quicker when I read the name of the contact sending me a message. It was the one and only Connor.

Connor: Y/N hey.

I texted right away but hesitantly at the same time.

Y/N: hai Connor!

Connor: Hey Y/N

Y/N: Whats up Con.

Connor: You know you cant really hide the fact you're still depressed about your Dad right?

'Shit he caught me' I thought.

Y/N: what do you mean Connor? Im fine really

Connor: You're not. I know it. Thats why Im texting you right now. I want to check on you. You've been awfully quiet. You barely talk to anyone.

Y/N: You dont have to check up on me every once in a while. I can take care of myself.

Connor: Let me come over.

Y/N: Connor no.

Connor: Give me a reason why I shouldn't.

I tried to quickly think of a reason before several minutes go by, thats when I freak out and sometimes do typos on my phone. I HATE STUFF LIKE THIS.

Um...MESSINESS! I need to clean up!

Y/N: I'm a fussy person about keeping stuff organized. I'm a bit of a clean freak but I cant really clean right now because I'm baking.

Connor: Is that so?

Y/N: Yesh

Connor: ...I'm coming over anyway. I also want to share something that may be exciting to you.

Y/N: Typical

Connor: Whatever

I confirmed that Connor is a bit of a Tsundere as well a long time ago.

I checked on the cinnamon rolls to see if they were baking a little more then I decided to take a quick shower.

(Time skippppppp)