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Top! Reader X Connor (DBH) Testing in Real-Time part 1

I've recently become obsessed with Detroit become human, especially Connor, and I wanted to attempt making a chapter involving his habit to put things in his mouth. At first, I was gonna have it be at a morgue and pick up from there with them thinking she's dead but I wanted a story first. Next part should be a little juicier than a little bit of tongue action. I should also have a Reader x Tobio out soon. Hope you liked it my Little Oranges.

Sincerely,

OrangeyEmpress

---------------------------------------- (Y/N)'s Pov

I had just gotten home from a walk around Detroit. It was sad to see all the chaos going around due to people hating androids. I could care less about what they did in their free time. I don't hate them but I try not to get to close lest the public eye scorn me.

"Welcome home me!", I called out to my empty home only to hear a crash from upstairs.

'Well, shit! I guess this is how I die', I thought while grabbing a knife from my kitchen and heading up to my room where the noise originated from.

Slowly I approached the door and listened to what was happening behind it. Angry cursing could be heard before I stupidity threw open the door to see a strange man trashing my room and looking for something.

"Hey, Jack-off! What are you doing in my house!?", I shouted at him which only seemed to anger the apparent Red Ice user as he turned to look at me.

My (Chubby/Thin) body moved back on instinct at the familiar look on his face that my own father used to sport when I still lived with him. When he started Using Red Ice he became a violent man and I ran for it the first chance I got.

It left me on the streets for 2 years until I was able to pick myself up thanks to the generous act of an android but none of that matters right now because this man had the potential to kill me if I'm not careful.

"Where is that stash?! He said he put it here. He said you would give it to me!", The man yelled waving what appeared to be a gun in his hand.

I slowly brought my free hand to my ear that hid under my (H/C) (H/L) hair while pretending to clean it out but really I hit an emergency button I installed into a pair of earring I always wore. The authorities would hopefully be here before he got too aggressive.

"Where is it, you bitch! He said it's here.", He screamed at me still talking about this him and I assumed that was my father who had tried to come here to apologize.

At first, I disregarded the notion but he persisted with gifts and money he never had when I was younger. He was most likely selling Red Ice now instead of just being one of the many losers who used it.

I slowly panned over to my (F/C) jewelry box where a small locket sat. My dad had said that when the time was right he would show me what was in it but I could take a wild guess. That damn druggie was stashing clients orders in my house. Were all his gifts loaded?

"Sir I think you may be mistaken for someone else.", I reassured him as I hid my weapon from clear sight so I still had some type of advantage.

"No! He promised you would give it to me... though he did mention that you were a stubborn bitch. In that case, he said I could rough you up a bit and then you would talk.", The druggie grumbled to himself.

I watched him raise the gun up to me and I made a quick decision to jump (Right/Left) as he pulled the trigger. With my four years of karate and taekwondo, I dodged his sloppy shots while approaching him.

Before he could take another shot at me I brought out my knife and swiped it at him. I aimed for anything vital that would cause him enough pain to leave me along but not kill him. I didn't need to go to jail for murder.