Connor oneshots & imagines (dbh)

comfort

It's the anniversary of Kohl's death, you're Hank's daughter, and Connor comforts you.

Y/N POV

I woke up to my alarm clock going off. I smacked it off the nightstand, making the batteries pop out as it hits the ground. I groaned as I sat up and pushed some loose stands of hair in my face to the side. Light from outside hit my face. Birds from outside were chirping happily. It seemed like the perfect day... to stay inside and cry all day. I plopped back down on my bed and let out a long sigh. Feeling all my sorrow and distress take over my body. I knew I was being selfish because I knew Hank was going through the same thing. I sat up again and hung my feet off my bed. When I stood up my legs felt like brittle spaghetti noodles. I rubbed the tiredness from my eyes as I walked out across my room to Hank's .

I knocked on the door then opened it. I saw Hank laying on his side, opposite of me, staring at his wall. "Hank", my rough voice spoke up in almost a whisper. He didn't respond so I closed the door. I turned and saw Connor, on sleep mode, laying on my couch. I made my way past him to the kitchen, which woke him up. I started brewing Hank some coffee. "Good morning Y/n, how did you sleep?", Connor's loud voice spoke making me jump a little. "Fine" I answered. "When do you think Lieutenant will wake up?" He asked. "He's not gonna' be up for awhile Connor" I said. "Why is that?" He asked. "Do you even know what today is?" I answered harshly.

I looked at Connor as he looked down, checking what today was until his LED flashed red. "Oh..." he said. I walked past him then went to Hank's room. "Y/n!" He said walking after me. I knocked softly, then entered his room. "Hank... I uh made you some coffee" I said. He groaned and sat up hesitantly. I handed him his coffee and he hummed in satisfactory. "Thank you" He groggily said. I opened his blinds a little, letting some light in. I then turned to leave, but seeing Connor standing at the door way awkwardly. I squeezed past him to my bedroom. "Y/n?" He said following me.
"Christ Connor. What?" I said stopping before my bed and glaring at him.

"I'm sorry, It was stupid of me to not know. I'm sorry Y/n" he said, LED flashing red. When he said my name my heart fluttered for a quick second. "It's okay Connor-". "No, it's not... I was stupid, but I'm here if you need me" he said. I smiled and nodded, "thank you". I sat on my bed and hung my legs over the side as I let out a breath. Connor came and sat next to me. "I uh I didn't know Cole, what was he like?" He asked, tilting his head and looking at my face. I looked at him from the corner of my eye as I continued to stare at the floor.

              "He was the funniest, sweetest, entertaining, most energetic kid I ever knew" I said smiling a little with tears brimming my eyes. "When Hank adopted me when I was five, ever since then Cole was my best friend" I said wiping my eyes. I felt Connor slowly wrap his arm around my back and held my right hand. I smiled and sniffled. "You would have loved him, but damn was he a piece of work" I laughed. I saw Connor smile. "We always picked on each other. All day everyday, to the point where Hank was about to kick both of us out if we fought one more time" I laughed.

Connor let go of my back and placed his hand on my back, rubbing it in slow circles. "But I would anything to bring him back... but humans don't come back" I choked out. Connor pulled my into a hug once I started crying. He placed his chin on top of my head and continued to rub my back lightly. I smiled a little, thankful I had someone like Connor.

Connor's POV

I slowly rubbed circles onto Y/n's back. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the pain that she was going through. Feel? I looked up and saw Hank standing in her door way looking at us while smiling a little. I smiled softly back at him. He then walked away.