★ creator ★ connor x reader ★

★ O U T ★

"Good morning~"

Connor turned around to look at the door of the studio and met two [e/c] eyes that belonged to Y/N. She looked joyful today, a smile adorned her lips and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"What time is it?" Connor asked her.

"Around eight-thirty," Y/N replied and followed it with a small hum. She softly ran a hand through her [h/l]-[h/c] hair. "I thought you knew that?"

"Not quite," Connor replied honestly, crossing his arms. "The clock in my software has been malfunctioning ever since I got here. It also might be because there are no windows here."

"Shame. It'll resume to normal after a while. I'm sure," Y/N told him. She settled down on the edge of her desk and swung her legs.

"On the subject of you getting out, this is the last time you get to think about backing out," Y/N lifted both brows. "I'm sure you're accepting of the conditions, no?"

"Yes," Connor nodded, getting closer to her. "I am. I have no plans on stopping the deal we've made."

"Great," Y/N's lips curled upwards into a satisfied smile. "I'm glad we've come to an agreement without a fight."

"Agreed," Connor added in with a nod.

"Hm..." Y/N looked at him for a little while, before her smile curled downwards into a solemn frown.

"Before I get you out though..." Y/N's eyes darkened. "There are a few rules."

Connor patiently and quietly stood in place, allowing her to continue with what she was going to say.

"First," Y/N's eyes bore into his. They were narrowed and dim with firmness. "No playing around with anything. Unless I've given you permission."

"Second," She continued. "Any attempt to risk my life or injure me will result in you being put back in here and me not giving you any answers."

"Third," Y/N's brows furrowed in growing strictness. "Communication for you is completely blocked off. If you try to tamper with any communication device I will lock you back in here. With no hesitation."

Connor continued to quietly listen to the rules she was placing down. Y/N stopped for a second, eyeing him to make sure he was listening and being sincere until she resumed.

A small sigh left her lips and she raised a finger, "Lastly, as mentioned before...you will only ask one question about my past with Cyberlife. And if you mention it at all after that, I'll lock you back in here..."

She crossed her arms. "Are we clear?"

Connor took it all in.

|| NO TOUCHING ANYTHING WITHOUT PERMISSION ||

|| NO HARM WILL BE DIRECTED TO Y/N ||

|| NO COMMUNICATION ||

|| NO MORE QUESTIONS THAN THE MANDATORY AMOUNT ||

Confirming everything, Connor averted his dark eyes from the floor up to Y/N. He looked at her for a second, making sure she knew he was sincere and then nodded firmly.

"Got it."

Y/N didn't respond right away to his confirmation. She scanned him from bottom to top, making sure he was being genuine. A sigh escaped her once she finds out he was.

"Good. Then..." Y/N slowly got off the table. Her hand reached upwards to grab something from the box on the shelf. Connor tensed up just a bit at seeing the small taser in her hand. He had thought she wouldn't need it, but it looks like she was being extra cautious.