Thunderstorms

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A/N: So to make it easier

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A/N: So to make it easier. You're Hank's daughter and Connor lives at the house.

Dry lighting across the sky. Crackling sounds of the loud and roaring thunder pumps your racing heart, the feeling of fear creeps its way up making goosebumps onto your body. Hair tingling up.

You hated thunderstorms, they always scared you with the loud cracking sounds. You begin to whimper once you hear the horrifying noise. Light tears start to drip from your cheeks out of fear. You needed Sumo, usually he helps you out with these fears.

You stood up as you begin to walk out of your room. You walk down the hall as you reach towards the lounge room. You frown, not seeing Sumo anywhere.

"Dammit, dad must have him." You curse under your breath.

"Y/N?" You immediately jump into the air out of fear. You turn to face the innocent android Connor. You inhale a deep breath as he tilts his head to the side. "I didn't mean to scare you, but I see that you seem...scared?" Connor raises a brow.

You look down at the ground, rubbing your arm. "I don't like thunderstorms." You mumble, pulling a strain of hair behind your ear.

Another cracking sound of thunder, you jump. Connor turns to face you, then scanning you. His LED flashes into a red. Your heart rate beating faster.

"U-Usually, Sumo c-calms m-me down, he would sl-sleep with me all n-night. B-But I think dad has him." You say, Connor shows a slight frown watching your fragile self shiver.

"Can I sleep with you instead?" Connor asked, so innocently. You blush slightly as you look down.

"Do you...!" You then jump your heart beating faster. Connor walks over towards you, holding your hand gripping tightly but gently. You look up at him with softness in your eyes, you then nod as you and Connor walk into your bedroom.

You and him tangle into the sheets, you pull Connor in, a heated blush across your cheeks. Your head places across his chest, hearing his functions running. His hand places on your shoulder running up and down.

"Is this okay?" You ask with a whisper.

"It is perfectly fine." Connor says with a smile on his lips. You smile as you begin to fall asleep in his comforting arms.

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_-_-_(B O N U S)_-_-_

Hank frowns looking for Connor. He can't wait any longer since he's already thirty minutes late. "Where the fuck can he be?" He curses under his breath. He then frowns deeper. "Wait...Where the fuck is Y/N?" He mumbles. He then walks into your room and hat he was seeing definitely wasn't expecting to see. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK CONNOR?" Hank screams out of horror.

You and Connor jump out of your sleeping positions, you the face your dad and you nervously chuckle. "Uh... Hi dad?" You show an embarrassing smile.

"Good morning Lieutenant." Connor says so innocently.

"Connor get the fuck outta my daughter's bed and get your damn ass ready. And you Y/N, get ready for damn school." Hank frowns as he begins to mumble under his breath. He then walks out of your room.

"You know, if there's anymore thunderstorms can you uh..." You play with your hair nervously, Connor smiles.

"Of course. But let's not get caught by Lieutenant again." Connor winks making you chuckle.

"CONNOR!" Hank yells as Connor quickly gets out out of your bed.

"Coming Lieutenant! Goodbye Y/N." Connor smiles softly waving you a goodbye.

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