Just a collection of shorts and one shots surrounding the characters in the Detroit: Become Human game ranging from various topics and scenarios mainly pertaining to the reader (you!)
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While I was driving to work this morning, I realized that I'm not the most passive person on the road, so I wondered how the DBD gang would react to their s/o being a very aggressive driver while they sat in the passenger seat. It was very entertaining to think about, so I came up with this xD Enjoy! (I take requests! Ask awayyy!)
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Connor:
He definitely doesn't approve of your road rage and found it hard to relax, but he tried not to be too vocal about it since you didn't really listen to him anyway. Plus, he would know if the danger of crashing was high or low -- surprisingly, you appeared to know exactly what you were doing, so he never felt the need to butt in.
Connor doesn't understand why you let the actions of others on the road affect you so much. You're never like this outside of the car. He'll often hold your hand and stroke your skin with his thumb to try to calm you down, and if that fails to work, he'll run his fingers up the back of your neck and into your hair, petting softly, or giving your neck gentle squeezes to release the stress and tension or bring your focus elsewhere.
That method usually seems to do the trick, but there are days when the rage just cannot be quenched.
- Connor: "Slow down, Y/N... you're above the speed limit."
- You: "Relax, I'm only 5 miles over - that's legal."
- Connor: "Actually, you're 11 miles over."
- You: "I'm just trying to get away from--" You laid on your horn, almost ramming into the back of a pickup truck. "Woah! What an asshole! Did you see that!? FUCKING CUNT!"
Connor's eyes were wide as he flinches away at your hostility, even though it wasn't directed towards him. He just wants you to be safe and you keep putting yourself (and others) at risk. "Maybe we should listen to some music..." You merely grumbled in response. The music did nothing at all, just adding an unnecessary soundtrack.
Connor grips his thighs with his hands when you accidentally cut off another car in an attempt to avoid colliding with another driver who was weaving dangerously through traffic. They almost smashed into your driver's side. This was like a racing video game. Connor didn't particularly care for those when you two played them, but he especially didn't want to actually live it in real life. He's driven with you countless times in the past, but he was worried for your safety and your judgement calls because you made a lot of poor choices and were so easily influenced.
When you finally reached your destination, your mood was laughably different now that you arrived and were finally off the road, well away from all those shitty drivers. You smiled joyfully up at him as if you didn't just treat the open road like a Mario Party racetrack in the middle of a warzone. Connor was calm when he got out of the car and slung his arm around your shoulder as you both began walking. He decided to butter you up a bit, acting especially affectionate and loving. His boldness in PDA was rare, but hey, you weren't about to complain! He intertwined his fingers with yours and kissed your knuckles.
