♡ True Hated Love ♡// {|Conavin|} ✔

Chapter 3

G a v i n

I wake up again in the white barren hospital room. The heart monitor next to me beeping steadily.

I glance around the room in search of Connor. 'Where did he go?'

And as if my mind were just being read, the door opens and Connor walks in. In his hands is a tray with what looks like scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, and a cup of juice.

"Ah, good. You're awake Detective." Connor places the tray down in my lap. Avoiding the bandaged area of my torso.

I glance at him and then back down to the tray. "Er, yeah. Uh, thank you for this, Connor." I can feel the blood rush up to my face as I blush.

Connor chuckles gently and grabs my chin with his thumb and forefinger, rubbing his thumb over the stubble growing. "That was nothing, Detective." I blush more and tug my chin away, grabbing the plastic fork and taking a bite of the disgusting hospital eggs.

'When the hell did I become a bottom?' I blush even more. 'And why the hell am I thinking about sex?! Especially with an android!' (We all know you want that artificial cock-)

I grumble to myself and get another bite of eggs, munching softly.

I chance a glance over at Connor. He's standing by the window with a far away look in his eyes. 'Maybe he's thinking about Hank. Although he hasn't been gone for very long.'

An aching pain goes through my abdomen, causing me to groan.

I set the tray aside and lay back down. I can't sit up for too long I guess.

This catches Connor's attention, making him walk over. "Are you alright, Detective? Do I need to call a nurse?" I shake my head and sigh.

"I can't sit up long enough to eat." Connor glances over to the tray and grabs the plate and fork. He stabs some of the eggs, and holds the fork up to my mouth.

I blush again. "W-what are you doing, Connor?" Connor smirks and presses the eggs against my lips. "I'm feeding you. What else would I be doing?" He quirks one of his eyebrows. I open my mouth to make a remark, but this just gives Connor the perfect opportunity to push the eggs into my mouth.

He pulls the fork out after all the eggs are off the fork and chuckles gently. My cheeks are flushed a pink tint and I chew the eggs slowly. 'This is so embarrassing.'

There's a knock at the door, and Connor sets the tray down. He turns and faces the door. "Come in."

A doctor walks into the room and glances down at me. "I'm Doctor Garvner." I nod my head at him and sit myself up the best I can without causing myself any more pain.

"I'm here to tell you about your wound and your release date." I nod my head and listen in to the doctor.

"So you recieved this wound from a now deceased deviant. Although we had to give you a tetanus shot for the rust. But Mr. Reed, you must apply an ointment daily to help moisturize the wound and help it heal. I will also prescribe some pain medication. As well as keep the wound bandaged. You must not do any heavy work that may re-open the wound, although it is stitched."

I nod my head to show that I am still listening to the doctor. "As for your release date, we'd like to keep you here for another week to monitor you and make sure you're healing properly. If you seem fine after a week then we will release you from the hospital. As for right now, please rest. I promise we will take good care of you Mr. Reed." The doctor bows his head slightly and exits the room.

I sigh and lay myself back down on the hospital bed. Connor glances back over to me and picks up the tray of food. "Would you like to finish eating?"

I shake my head and blush softly again. "I've lost my appetite. Just throw it away." Connor nods his head and walks out of the room to dump the tray.

I stare up at the plain ceiling. 'I have to stay here for another week? And do what? I doubt they'll let me leave the bed, and there isn't even a TV in this damn room.'

I reach my hands up and rub my temples on the side of my head. All this new information is making my head throb.

Connor enters back into the room, and I can feel his gaze boring into my throbbing skull.

I glance over at him, and wave my finger, urging him to walk over to me. Connor complies and walks over. He sits down on the bed next to me. "Connor, could you contact Fowler and tell him I'll be out of work for a while."

"I've already done that Detective. I did it once I knew your vitals were steady." I glance up and look into Connor's chocolate brown eyes.

And then I smirk. "Were you worried about me, Connor?" I quirk one of my eyebrows.

My question causes Connor to smile and then chuckle. "Of course, Detective." I feel my heart swell. To know that he is worried for me makes me happy?

"But of course I'd be worried for anyone that I know of to be put in the hospital."

And now that happiness is gone. I scowl at Connor, which just makes him chuckle again.

He leans down, and I can feel his artificial breath fan against my lips. Urging me to lean up just a little further to place my chapped lips on his smooth ones.

"Why Detective? Do you want me to worry for you?" I feel my heart thud harshly in my chest as Connor leans forward even more.

Oh how I would love to kiss those smooth lips right about now.

I unsubconciously squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable to happen. Although, of course, nothing happens.

I peek my eyes open to see Connor leaning up again, a smirk playing his lips.

"Were you waiting for me to kiss you too?"

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I just completely rewrote this chapter. Oh my goodness, I didn't think I had it in me!

I feel this chapter makes a lot more sense than the way it previously was. It applies to the storyline, and keeps it going.

Although I do hope you all enjoyed the previous version and this version just as much!

I hope you all have an amazing rest of your day/evening/night1!!!!!!1!!

This is edited!