METAL GUARD DOG ⊳ connor x reader

Ch. XXXI

"Pull up your hoods or put on a hat, or whatever." Mikolaj advised as soon as Pavel stopped the car at a gas station. "I'm sure they have surveillance cameras."

"I'm staying in the car." Pavel answered coldly.

"Great."

"Don't need food." Vader shrugged. "I'll keep Mr Chub over here some company."

"Listen you Ken Doll with a brain implant, one more insult like that and-"

(Y/n) had already gotten out of the car and dragged Connor with her, pulling up both his and her hood.

It had started raining outside, the deviant noted with slight surprise. He hadn't encountered rain in a long time. Especially not in January-but there was always time for shitty weather, wasn't there?

The deviant stumbled after (y/n), cautiously following her inside the gas station.

One inside, he realized it was warm. Almost uncomfortably so. The air was stagnant, presumably from an AC or something of the sort, which had been overused. Silent music he couldn't recognize was playing in the background, and he was pleased to realize that the whole place was empty aside from him, (y/n), and the cashier.

As well as Mikolaj, who had also stumbled inside the gas station seconds later.

"Let's see what we can find." (Y/n) mumbled to herself, starting to trot through the aisles, eyes skimming over the different kinds of food. Connor followed suit, scanning as many products as fast as he could.

(Y/n) had stopped beside the snack section, looking through all sorts of products.

So did Connor, until something in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

Bacon flavored chips.

Almost reluctantly, he reached for them, took a deep breath. What the hell was he trying to do? He had no idea, honestly.

"What'd you find, Con?"

"Just...Just some...some..." He showed her the bag of chips, lopsided, nervous smile on his expression. "You mentioned that your first kiss was..." He found himself losing his words, voice fading.

A smirk of amusement tugged on (y/n)'s lips. Her lips which seemed so soft and inviting in a way Connor couldn't explain.

"Are you trying to insinuate something?" She chuckled. "You can just be straightforward with me, you know."

So he was.

He set the bag of snacks back on the shelf before reluctantly moving closer to (y/n), who wrapped one arm around his neck, and set the other on his chest, above his Thirium pump regulator.

A barely visible smile settled on her face as she whispered against Connor's jaw: "Your heart's beating so fast."

Connor closed his eyes, biting his lip, face coloring a soft hue of blue as he turned away from her.

"It's not...It's not a heart." He answered on the same, shushed tone, then glanced back at her bedazzled expression. "However it does simulate one accordingly, which includes speeding up its beating rhythm under the influence of emotions, or so I've noticed. The correct term would be a Thirium pump regulator. Biocomponent 8456w."

"God, you're such a nerd." (Y/n) smirked, then pulled him closer by the back of his nape. "I love it."

Connor opened his moth to answer, yet was pleasantly surprised to find (y/n) cupping his jaw gingerly, pressing her lips against his.

The feeling was electrifying. It swept all his thoughts into a pile, then made them disappear, leaving his processors blank, yet overworking at the same time.

She was soft, warm, everything she had tried to cover up when they first met. And it made him feel weightless, knowing that this side of her was for him, and only him to see.

It was clumsy, especially at first, but he eventually got the hang of it. And while he did make some small mistakes in the first few seconds,  (y/n) had only whispered a breathy 'it's okay' against his cupid's bow, brushed her thumb over his cheekbone and urged him to continue with just a little more boldness.

He could see why humans did this.

And why they craved it.

He was almost disappointed when (y/n) parted from him, exhaling against his lower lip shakily.

"Gimme a sec, I'm all out of air." She murmured. Connor felt her press one last butterfly kiss to the corner of his mouth before finally taking a step back.

The deviant couldn't understand why exactly he had the sudden urge to smile, but he knew he was unable to hold back.

The girl had also taken notice of his radiant expression, similar to hers, and snickered.

"Come on, they're probably waiting for us."

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They weren't. Pavel had nodded off, Vader was doing something on his Horomas, numbers and text flashing on the lenses, as well as small pictures.

And Mikolaj hadn't returned.

(Y/n) was sitting on the backseat, cross-legged, eating away at a granola bar, washing it down with water. Connor was seated right next to her, Memobottle cap on his index as he flicked it into the air every few seconds.

"I've found something." Vader announced all of a sudden, causing (y/n) to move her attention away from her food, and to the young man.

She hummed questioningly.

"I have the schedule for Cyberlife trucks, and when they deliver parts." He explained, then tapped the side of the neon glasses, numbers disappearing from his vision. He looked at (y/n) with a prideful smile.  "I can go looking for the routes as well, and then we can calculate exactly when and where we can raid one."

"You're a genius, Ahad." (Y/n) responded with the same smile. "Thank you."

"My pleasure."