Eyes In The Light Of A LED || Connor x Reader || (work in progress)

Chapter 2 - Downhill

Connor's P.O.V.

Hank and I had arrested (Y/N) successfully. It had been a tricky way to get her in, as she grabbed onto every possible wall or heavy object to harden our mission. She had glanced me a few times, probably being aware that I kept analysing her.

Thankfully, we were now on the way back to the police department. I carefully slid the coin from my pocket, and started flipping it and doing a few tricks before Hank cut me off: "Hey, gimme that."

He grabbed the coin and pushed it into his pocket. I caught (Y/N) staring at me, but as soon as I noticed, she turned her head away, like she regretted it.

"Is something on your mind, (Y/N)?" I asked after she glanced out of the window.

"Hell n- Well, yes." She said and shook her head, turning it to face me. "What are you gonna do now, than just analyse me, Connor?" She said with a blank look. "Also, why do you even keep doing that?" (Y/N) continued.

"I suppose it's to... keep up notes of your state, (Y/N)." I said, and felt my led flash yellow, and felt my thirium pump(heart) speed up.

"Connor, another question. Are you alright?" She asked straight after my response. She must had noticed my reaction.

"O-Of course I am. At least my system is not reporting to my research of it. Seems like it's just... a small bugging here and there." I said as I felt my face warm up. What's happening? My system isn't reporting any errors. What is this? I thought in panic.

"Hah, I didn't know Androids can blush, even if it was blue. That's cute." She laughed sarcastically before realizing how she ended her line.

What blush? Blushing? Did I do that??

"Sorry to interrupt your sweet talking, but you two should get your asses up. We're already here." Hank said and stood out.

Y/N's P.O.V.

"Can you.... uh-" I started as I tried to open the door with the handcuffs on.
Connor slided next to me, and I felt how his shoulder squeezed next to mine. He leaned over my body carefully, to open the door for me. I felt my face turn flaming red.

"(Y/N), are you sure you're alright? I've noticed your body temperature constantly change, but you don't appear to be sick." Connor asked me as he leaned back.

"Y-yes, sure!" I said and laughed nervously meantime stuffing out of the car.

It had been such a fast moment I could barely stand up properly.

I watched as Connor stood out of the car and put his hand around my shoulder, at my upper back as a permission to walk. I followed Lt. Anderson inside the department, and they removed any possible weaponry from me such as accessories and hair pins, whatever you could attack with.

After that I walked through a few scanners until they let me through, my hands still packed into the handcuffs behind my back.

My (H/C) hair constantly slided on my face without the pins, making me uncomfortable and unable to even see properly. I tried to flip it to the side of my head, but it always came back. And guess who noticed me ramble for nothing? Connor, of course! He tilted his head and asked me: "Is there something wrong, (Y/N)?" He stepped next to me and looked at my face.

I flipped my head as a mark of my problem, and he noticed the puffs of hair that fell to my face. He realised it, and gently swiped the hair accross my cheek. I blushed again. For God's sake why can't I keep this pressure to myself? He's not even a deviant. I thought to myself as he carefully smiled at me.