The next day passed.
"Hey, tin can! You coming?" Gavin asked, standing in the open door of his home. The RK900 didn't even blink. Thinking about another case only made him unstable.
"I'm not going there ever again, detective." Conan stated, dead-pan.
"What the fuck do you mean? You're part of the DPD! We've been assigned cases!" Gavin sounded shocked and hit.
"Funny, not too long ago you'd be jumping in joy for getting rid of me." The android hissed and turned his head away, slowly standing up from the couch he didn't even need to sit on.
"Duh! I don't want you in my house all day doing hell knows what!" Excuses.
"I can move out." He suggested, with a smirk.
"Shit, I didn't mean it like that." Of course he didn't.
"Make up your mind, Gavin. You don't have too much to choose from." Reed looked touched. He wondered what it was like to feel like that. Was it like a software instability? Those were ugly.
"That is?"
"Keeping me or throwing me out."
"Could you be more precise?"
"You can either let me stay at your house or send me to be disassembled and used as parts for newer and improved android models." The man shuddered, speechless for a moment.
"Geez! Isn't there an option C? Can't you like go and do whatever you want?"
"That would serve no purpose whatsoever. I cannot be resold as my price would be too high for functions no one needs."
"If I did take you in, would you change your mind about the DPD?"
"You'd miss me, wouldn't you, Gavin?"
"Prick..."
Staying it is.
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Heart of Ice
FanfictionCover credit to @dxddynxnes. Detroit: Become Human belongs to Quantic Dream. This fanfic has some sexual jokes and descriptions of gore, but there will be no actual sex there, so uh, if you're sensitive this might not be the fic for you. Best rankin...
