DETRIOT BECOME HUMAN: CONNOR ONE SHOTS

Drunk

(your P.O.V)

I sat in bar trying to wash my feelings away with alcohol. All of my friends had brought me here to talk, about how they're leaving me behind. I've been so caught up in my job at the police station, chasing down these deviants. They're all heading to the Bahamas and I'm going to clean my stuff out of our shared apartment.  I fucking hate loneliness, I hate what I feel right now. Sometimes I wish I was an android so I could just not feel anything. That's obviously not a permanent solution seeing as deviants are running around.

I sighed quietly as Another shot of whiskey slid down my throat. "Detective (L/N)" a voice called from behind me. I groaned quietly, I knew exactly who it was. I turned around a frown on my face "Connor" I said my words slurring slightly. I saw his LED blink yellow for a second. "Detective... I think it's time you go home. You are very drunk" he said. I rolled my eyes "is that all you came here to tell me" I asked placing my cup down. "Hank asked me to check on you. he's worried, you haven't been your self lately" he said taking a step closer. "that makes one person who cares about me" I mumbled looking down "there's more than one person who cares about you" he said I chuckled softly looking up again "Are you saying you care about me Connor" I asked tilting my head sideways. Connors LED flashed yellow and red for a second before he responded.

"Detective, your highly intoxicated. I need to drive you home" he said. I sighed dropping my head again knowing the android wouldn't take no for an answer. I slowly pushed my self of the barstool. my feet touched the ground for barley even a second when my knees gave in. connor caught me before I fell to the ground. I felt sick with every step I took, were was Connor going to take me? I had no where to go. "Where are we going" I asked Connor. "To Lieutenant Anderson's. I don't believe it would be best to leave you alone at this time" he said placing me in the passenger side of my car. I chuckled softly "I don't have a home" I blurted. Connor looked at me confused "you live with your friends Tasha and sky on the third floor of an apartment building in downtown détroit. Room 305"he stated clearly. "I got kicked out" I say glaring at the andriod "because I was to busy chasing down your stupid deviants. I'm quitting tomorrow, I'm not hurting some one who defends them self" I grumble. "Detective I don't believe that's the best idea I need your help with this case. You quitting would slow the process"
"Good, I want it to slow. I'm done doing terrible things for you"
"They are not terrible things and you them for your job not me"
"No Connor trust me, I do it for you. You're like a fricking puppy adorable and lovable but really defensive and angry. Like a chihuahua" I say laughing softly at the end. "Detective you are highly intoxicated" he said his LED flashing red. "Hell yes I am" i say. "I'm still quitting though, go chase your deviant sense it's so important to you" I say angrily glaring out the window. The drive to hanks house was silent. Once we arrived I got out of the car myself and stumbled inside greeting Sumo. "(Y/N)" Hanks voice question "Hank my palll" I said my words slurred "my god Connor what happened to her" hank asked laughing at my drunken state. "Her Friends kicked her out of her apartment and she's quitting work tomorrow" Connor said closing the door. "One Tasha and Sky are bitches two, good choice kid" he said. "Go get some rest" Connor looked between them a surprised look on his face "Wait your ok with her quitting" he asked "yeah, her life" hank said "this will slow the investigation we can't allow this" he argued "don't get upset about it Conor" I said before disappearing get down the hall. All I hear behind me was Hanks laugh and Connors stuttered response of "I-I I'm not upset, I can't be u-upset. I'm not d-deviant!"