Detroit: Become Human |One shots

✎ Hank x Reader

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Hello there.

Figured we needed another one for the special people that have a soft heart for Hank. I have somewhat of a soft heart for Hank and therefore this will be written for his sake and you can't stop me anyway so here it is.

Enjoy.
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You worked at the police station, happily insulting Gavin, responding sarcastically to your superiors, annoying Hank, and endlessly flirting with Connor who barely understood any advances you made. You enjoyed this type of life though, you were okay with Connor never understanding, Gavin calling you stupid names that didn't impact your self-esteem, Hank pushing your face away with his hand, and being on the verge of joblessness.

"(Y/n), I need you." Gavin said quickly, knocking on your desk when he saw that you were sleeping on your chair.

"Slow down there, shouldn't we go somewhere more private?" You opened one eye lazily, the corner of your lips pulling upwards.

Gavin's facial expressions were quite hilarious, starting at confused to realization to arrogance. "That's news to me, didn't know you had such dirty thoughts about me." You chuckled then with a loud groan got up from your chair. People around your desk were staring at you for your abnormally loud yawn.

"What are we looking at?" You walk beside him, his long strides making your legs work harder to keep up.

"There's a meeting you have to be at and I figured that you had forgotten." He gave you a look that said 'because I know your dumbass would' and your response was to put a cherry flavored lollipop in your mouth.

"I don' kno-ff what you're talking abow." Your sentence was half muffled by the treat; he knew you did that purpose. You took it out when you saw a familiar face in the meeting room. "The hell's he doing here?"

"He's here to talk about the androids. Something he felt the need to mention; I mean, he's the only reason we're having this meeting." He shrugs then opens the door to the meeting room, allowing you to walk in first.

"Hey Connor, Hank." You give them a short wave then stare up at the one and only Elijah Kamski.

"This meeting was so fucking stupid, it felt like being at a pointless assembly in Elementary School, sitting on the floor with my leg falling asleep. Annoying." You complained mercilessly to Connor who made the mistake of walking out with you.

"It was beneficial for those who wanted additional information on androids." Connor tried to comfort you since the main reason you were complaining was because you saw it as a complete waste of time. "All you do is sleep anyway."

"That—that sounded a bit insulting. No one asked for your opinion, Connor." You glared shortly at him before redirecting your glare to Kamski.

"According to the 1st Amendment—" You place a finger on his lips, a malicious smile on your face.

"I know what the first Amendment is, Connor." You didn't mean to sound so mean but you were not in the mood to be lectured by him about Freedom of Speech. "I'm sorry, I'm pretty sure I just woke up in a terrible mood for no reason and now I'm mad for no particular reason— well now it's  because of the meeting that wasted my time— Connor, in conclusion, I want ice cream."

"Maybe I could get you some for the 'waste of time' if you're not doing anything later?" You rigidly turned around, your lips slightly parted and probably about to complain furthermore about your day.

"I have no need to waste yours." You politely declined then turned to walk away with Connor but stopped at his voice.

"I would love it if you did "waste" my time, what do you say?" Your mind was conflicted as the many voices in your head argued with each other.