Connor RK800 Imagines {Request are Closed!}

Accents (Part 2) {Requested}

@ConnorDechartRK800 requested: How about when the reader has an accent and Connor tries his best to make the reader talk to him because he just loves their accent
@theatrekind suggested: Connor continued to make the reader say some stuff, maybe something slightly romantic and the reader catches on and confronts him??
A/N: I love Accents, what's your favourite accent? I love them all XD.

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He couldn't help it. He loved it. The sound of your voice, his name rolling off your tongue made him go absolutely crazy. He craves the sound of your voice, it makes him feel something... and he absolutely loves it. Yet, he's falling more and more in live with you. He couldn't say anything about it, everyone would think it's a malfunction in his program yet it's not. This feeling of love is real, real in his own blood.

He then sees you walking over towards him, he smiles brightly. The highlight of his day, seeing you. He needs to be confident, he wants to love you...hell he needs to love you. And he's going to throw you some hints, yet never understand. Most humans don't understand when trying to express their love.

"Good morning, Y/N." Connor greets you with a heartwarming smile. You look up at him with a bright smile, making Connor feel similar butterflies in his stomach.

"Good morning, Connor."

Oh god.

Your voice. How he loves it, the way your accent flowing in his ears. Sending him a storm in his stomach, if he had one. He gulps down his wave of nervousness as he looks up at you with a confident look. Then, a flirty smirk gazes across his lips.

"Can I ask you a question? This relates to human society and I am very confused by it." He says with a confused look, a frown across his eyes as his lip pulls out a tad.

You sit on a desk as you cross your leg on your thigh, looking over at Connor. "Okay, how can I help?" You ask with a sweet smile on your lips.

"What is a pickup line? It makes no sense, how do you pick up a line?" He ask, a little annoyed by it. You giggle as you watch the android struggle.

"It's a conversation starter with a desire or want of a stranger for romance or extra." You explain making Connor nod.

"Can I have an example?" He ask, a teasing tint hidden in his hazel orbs.

"Uhh, sure? I'm no photographer, but I can picture you and me together." You say making Connor show a light blue blush on his cheeks. "That is a pickup line." You say making Connor nod.

"Oh, I understand now. Thank you."

~*~*~

Hank, Connor and you arrive at a location where a witness has seen the murderer. Hank had taken the other direction whilst Connor and you had taken the house. Connor scans the area as he then walks into the bedroom. Room was a complete mess, covered in dust and dirt. The bed was torn apart with the blankets ripped and smelt horribly.

Connor then turns to face a mirror. He then sees his reflection as the moonlight from a broken window hits the mirror, creating a beautiful theme. Connor then smirks as an idea comes to mind.

"Y/N!" He shouts as he can hear your footsteps coming closer towards him. You enter the bedroom as you frown in confusion, seeing him face a mirror. "Come look at this mirror." He says as you frown in confusion, you hesitantly walk over towards the mirror as you stand next to him. "What do you see in there?" He ask making you frown in confusion.

"You and I. There's just you and I. We're alone, just the pair of us."

"That's so sweet." You and Connor jump out of fear as you both turn to face a smug Hank, his body leaning against the door frame, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

"Shut it Hank!"

~*~*~

This was making you so confused. All the things Connor has been asking was very... romantic. It has definitely catches you off guard, especially when he asked what sex was... you shake the thought away as you then frown. You need to confront him.

You see Connor at the desk, looking at his fingers as you take this as an opportunity to ask him. You walk over towards him as you sit down at the desk.

"Connor, can I ask a question." You ask sweetly as he then turns to face you, a shy smile on his lips. "Do you like me?" You ask, his eyes then widen as his LED flashes red, a heavy blue blush entering his cheeks.

"I can not lie, I have developed feelings for you." Connor mumbles making you show a small smile on your lips. Before he knew it he felt a pair of lips against his cheek, his eyes widen in shock. He felt as if he would malfunction. He shows a small smile as you smirk.

"Instead of asking me romantic things about the world, you can ask me out."