Detroit: Become Human x Male Reader - One Shots

Dumb Tin Can - part 3

A/n: Yeet I know it was a long wait but i am here now

--Lets Start--

¥Narrators Pov¥

     A rush of sound invaded the Android's mind, his almost ears and almost brain almost reflexively spasmed to life, jolting the body up against restraints, his eyes were the basic black and yellow-gold of a stripped away machine, his once skin was now a white-grey, with strips of blue down the different compartments of his body, the blue blood had been washed away from the prominent bullet wound in his mid chest, he felt it. He felt the would internally, not on the outside, no his chest and stomach plates had been replaced by that of a proper model Android, of which he was not. His eye twitched to life, he was staring up at a cold, cold ceiling, dazed in himself, a rush or almost adrenaline pulsed through his veins, and his body spasmed up again, in a jolted, human way, fear enveloped him like a glove, or a tailored suit. He wasn't able to get up, his body was strapped down, his head cracked to the side, glaring at the restraints and briefly noting the glass window, he then looked around for a sense of time or direction, he didn't know where he was and that scared him, it scared him beyond belief.

     There was a rush of footsteps before a door slid open, the nonchalant urgency of this man walking in, in his casual fancy attire and Android at the heel, what was he, some pompous bitch? He'd never thought that before and hoped he never would again because it scared him too, a prototype, much less an Android at all, naming his creator a pompous bitch.

"You're awake, good, we were starting to fear for your safety," he said it in a way that denoted his self worth and pompous attitude, never fucking mind, he would wave a stick at god and name this man a pompous bitch.

"Where the fuck am I?" His eyes shot between the female Android and man who had him locked in here.

"At my house, my brother bought you here after an accident at your work." The charming smile returned to his lips and the, still greyish-whiteish skinned Android sent a purposefully false grin up at him, the kind that you clench your teeth together for and force a smile to make it bite back the sarcastic retort.

"And who's your brother, eh dipshit?"

"Still retained the swears I see, Gavin, or Mr Reed as it should be to you, he's very fond of you, you were half dead when you got here, the bullet was close to hitting your thirium pump, as a prototype you're obviously not as advanced or built as well as a proper Android, so your systems went into a full shutdown to preserve your-' at this the man made some motions with his hand towards his own head in a swirling motion to identify that particular body part, '- mind, you were losing blue blood too quickly and your pump went through a sort of rupture, and since the bullet went directly through you, there was nothing to stop you from bleeding out of both sides. You're strapped down to protect yourself from further harm and Chloe here will escort you to Gavin after untying you." At this the pompous bitch of a man strolled out of the room, leaving the two Androids in a subtle silence.

     The blonde female went over and quickly got to work on untying the male below her, surprised as he shot up once the last buckle was let loose, he looked like a scared dog, or deer in headlights only vicious, he racked through his almost brain to bring back his main human feature, his skin and hair, he didn't have clothes so he was naked infront of the female before him, this didn't bother him though. He felt a buzzing on the side of his head and curled into himself, gripping the small circular disk, it flashed to a bright red and stayed like that.

"Please take me to him, Chloe."

     She nodded meekly, yet with the authority she held it was more like an instruction, and turned out of the door, the male following close behind in an angered rut of a rush. Multiple doors opened and shut behind and infront of them as they wandered on through the maze of a building towards a living area, three other "Chloes" filled the room, sat talking with one another, not even turning when the new one walked in.
 
      His eyes scanned the room, watching over the people in it, before noting that both Kamski and Reed and rounded a corner on the other side of the room, the young deviant chased after them, at a rushed half-run-half-walk, still naked. He snaked his body round the corner and  found himself behind the two brothers, his flashing LED still a deep red, launched himself at Gavin.

     The deviants arms curled around the mans shoulders, gripping the human close to himself after turning him around. The grunts and quick biting tones of disgruntlement and resistance of the foreign body only faded once the man realised just who the naked person hugging him was.

"Phcking dipshit, I thought you were dead! Jesus christ, put some clothes on, fuck! Dumb tin can." The Android looked lost, the only set of clothes he had he didn't have at the moment, and it wasn't like he had anything.

"There's a shirt and trousers on the chair in the corner of that room behind you," the man seemed almost peaceful now, the pompous bitch.

"Thanks,"

    It wasn't anything fancy, just a plain white shirt and blue jeans, though not proper jeans, the kind you'd buy from a cheap clothing store made from the thin material you can get in nearly every colour.

     A buzzing continued in his mind, it shot through his brain and bounced around the corners of his mind. It was that stupid little LED. A remote control for something I this house sat unattended on a table, the man quickly grasped it and slipped off the back to reveal a charging port, he took this thin sheet of black plastic and lodged it in between his skin and that fucking disk. With a flick of his hand it dropped out of his head and into his hand, the small thing buzzed and hummed a little with the lights gently flashing before turning off all together. He quickly replaced the back of the remote and stuffed the LED into his pocket, making his way to the brothers who had started to walk to the front door.

"Where's your LED, EL600?" The machine fished it out of his pocket, producing it and holding it out for the ex-CEO to take, seeming all too proud of himself.

"He has a name you know, Elijah, maybe use it next time." There was a growl to his words, and an underlying irritation.

"Should we be leaving, Gavin, we have work." It was as much a question as it was an answer to itself, more a demand to leave.

"Yes, come on, dipshit."

"Goodbye Gavin, M/n, and you can take him to a mechanic next time instead of relying on me for each and every injury he gets, Reed."

"Fuck off Eli."

     The two males entered the car, Gavin obviously driving, and they set off home.

~To Be Continued~

A/n: lol my name in real life is Elijah and I'm born like a year or two after Kamski would be. Also my gays what should I write for the next one, doesn't just have to be with Gavin, can be for anyone :), comment below ree.