Gavin reed - Connor RK800 X reader

9

The smell of bacon and eggs made your stomach growl as your eyes fluttered open. You let out a yawn and noticed you had fallen asleep on the couch. One of your favorite blankets was draped across your body, along with the pillow you slept with propped up against the couch's armrest.

"Good morning," chirped a voice, calling out your name. You turned and saw Connor in your kitchen preparing you breakfast.

"Connor! What are you- how did you get in here?" you exclaimed.

"The front door was unlocked. You really should remember to lock it, it can be very dangerous at night," said Connor as he scraped scrambled eggs onto a plate.

"I must have fallen asleep... I'm sorry Connor, I should've stayed up for you," you apologized, letting out another yawn. "What time is it? Don't you have to go into work?"

"It's 11:02 am. Hank has the day off and he gave me specific instructions not to interrupt unless it was a life or death situation, even if it does involve deviants. If said situation were to happen, I am to assist you and Detective Reed if necessary."

"Typical Hank," you chuckled as you got up and stretched. "Although, I'm pretty sure he didn't say anything about making me breakfast."

"No, I decided to do that myself," he grinned. You walked over the table and sat down as he served you.

"You really didn't have to...but thank you," you said as you took a bite of bacon. Everything was cooked exactly the way you liked it, even better then when you made it yourself.

"Honestly, if you keep cooking for me, you're going to spoil me rotten," you joked.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. It replenishes your supply of glucose and provides other essential nutrients that keep your energy levels up," explained Connor. You giggled at his response as you finished up the last of your eggs.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" you asked as you put your dirty dishes in the sink. Connor avoided your gaze as he started cleaning the kitchen.

"I thought there was an error with my internal programming. I realize now that I had overanalyzed the situation," replied Connor. You frowned and put your hand to his chin, guiding him to look at you.

"You may be an android Connor, but I can tell when you're lying. Did something happen at the Eden Club?" Connor's Led spun rapidly in a yellow circle as he studied your face.

"After you and Gavin left, Hank and I discovered that there was a second Traci at the crime scene. We tracked it to the back storage unit and found another Traci that was also deviant. There were...altercations. No one got seriously hurt though," assured Connor as he saw the look of worry on your face. You waited patiently as he took a moment to speak.

"The two Tracis...I had a chance to shoot them, and I didn't. I should have, they assaulted Hank but...I just couldn't. The blue-haired Traci claimed she did it in self-defense and I still let them go. I let a murderer get away. I wasn't supposed to let that happen," said Connor as he gripped the edge of the counter.

"Being a policemen isn't easy Connor. It's probably one of the hardest jobs out there. Even humans have a hard time doing it," you consoled.

"But I'm not human, I'm an android. My judgments are getting in the way of the investigation. If I don't get a break in the case soon, CyberLife will replace me with another android that can."

"That's not going to happen," you said firmly. "It would be one thing if we were investigating humans, but these are deviants we're talking about. It's like you said, they are unpredictable and make irrational decisions. It would be stupid of CyberLife to pull you out this early. Besides, if anything happens, I got your back," you smiled as you patted him on the shoulder.