Detroit: Become Human Oneshots

Cute {Markus x Plus Size!Reader} [Songfic]

Summary: You follow in your dad, Carl Manfred's footsteps and became an artist yourself (Since you two saw that Leo didn't inherit the art gene). You live in your own studio home and meet Markus as you pick up your order of paints. 

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You parked your car in front of Bellini paints. You wore sweats and a giant sweater and hoped that no one would look at you since your attire was hastily chosen when you forgot your paint order. When the little bell rang as you entered, you looked at the android with a smile.

"Hello. I-um placed an order for new paints. I paid ahead so I sh-should just pick them up" Even though the man at the cash register was an android, you still felt shy. You always felt shy whenever you were around any living organism. Minus your family, because of how your father always managed to make you smile a smile that wasn't so timid and fragile.

"Please wait here as I retrieve your paints." The Android walked out of the door behind of him and you patiently waited, looking at the soft, synthetic paintbrushes. You didn't draw much when you were small, majorly because of most of the time how you were hiding from school bullies.

Your throughs were disrupted when you saw someone else entering the store. You recognized him as Markus, your father's android. You remember Mr. Kamski giving him to your father as a gift. and also squishing your cheeks which isn't a surprise anymore to you

You looked at his soft green eyes and gave him a soft smile despite the small blush on your face. You knew that Markus was good people. To you, he didn't seem like an android, he just looked a mysterious guy most girls would stalk from afar. You would admit that you do have a crush on him, but you were too scared to do anything about it. Instead, Carl would tease you whenever you and Markus were in the same room. You would get so flustered inside of how Markus was so close to finding out your secret. Now that he was here with you at a paint store, with no father to tease you, you were now, fucked.

"H-Hi Markus, are you picking up paints for father?" You asked him shyly, your fingers barely visible from the large sweater that covered your chubby physique.

Before Markus could respond, he wanted to keep staring at you. He looked at your (H/L), (H/C) hair, your chubby thighs, and your adorably large sweater. He has never seen a person that was both kind to him, shy to him, and looking this adorable.

"Hello (Y/N), and yes I am picking up Carl's paints." You nodded as a signal that you understood. As you waited, you looked at Markus as he was looking at you.

Know that shit just happened

But by her reaction, you would think I been the man

"I-Is there something on my face? On my sweater??" You asked, looking at yourself

And you make it look easy

Markus wanted to hug you while you were checking yourself for anything. After seeing you visit Carl, he would sometimes see you in other places, like social media. There was the one time a friend posted a picture of you without even knowing, and you started getting scared of what people would comment.

And even though its cliché I saw you on your Instagram, and

Markus did want to comment. He wanted to comment on how cute you looked, despite your (H/C) hair looking messy.

I think you're cute

I think you're cute

Markus didn't know how to express his emotion correctly, so he reassured you by saying, "Nothing. It's just that you look cute today." He smiled at you until he realized you cheeks were red.