We Dont Bleed The Same Colour- Connor X Male Reader

Falling Harder

It's been 7 months since you started working with Connor. But you still get nervous and flustered around him. The small strands of hair that fell over his face. The way he fiddled with his coin every now and again. Every detail of him was perfect. You were broken from your trance when you heard Captain Fowler call for you three. You got up and headed to his office, accidentally bumping Connor along the way. "S-sorry Con..." you stutter. He looks at you confused. "Connor I mean...." He cocks an eyebrow at your sudden awkwardness. "Why are you so nervous detective? We've been working together for 7 months 2 weeks and 3 days." You laughed at his accuracy. "Its nothing Connor." You replied. He brushed it off and entered Fowler's office.

"Someone came to us with a tip that they've seen dozens of deviant androids hiding out in a large freighter called 'Jericho'. I need you three to go and check it out." Fowler explained. You nodded before exiting his office with Hank and Connor. You looked over at the android. "You know where we're going Connor?" You asked. He just stared down at his feet. Which was odd, considering he always looked straight forward with perfect posture. "Connor...?" You put a hand on his shoulder and broke him out of his trance. He shook his head and looked up at you. "Yes. Sorry detective. Follow me." He apologized. Connor was acting weird. Maybe he just had a small glitch in his system. He is only a prototype after all.

Minutes later you arrived at Jericho. You looked around and mentioned seeing it as a child. You and Hank followed Connor into the large ship, pulling out your flashlights so you were able to see. Suddenly, Connor stopped and motioned for us to get against the wall. He connected his hands with Hank and I's, connecting out thoughts. 'There are hundreds of Deviants in that room. You two stay here. I'm the only one who can get through safely, being an android and all.' He said.
"Connor that's a suicide mission. You'll get yourself killed!" You somewhat 'whisper yelled'. "Its a risk I'll have to take. I always accomplish my mission." He said with a wink, making you blush like a madman. Hank just shrugged. "Do what you gotta do Connor." He replied and dragged me to a nearby room to hide. I couldn't help but notice Hank had gotten quite fond of Connor and was even letting him stay at his house. You were honestly jealous. "I saw that (y/n)." Hank said, making you flustered. "Saw what. I...I didn't do anything." You replied quickly. He laughed. "Come on kid. You came out to me 3 years ago. And I see it in your eyes every time you look at him. You have a crush on Connorrr." He said, poking your cheek. You swatted him away. "Okay fine. Maybe I do. But hes an android. And there's no way in hell he's gay Hank." You replied in a defeated tone. There was no way they'd make a gay android... there was no way they'd make a DETECTIVE android capable of love at all. You were suddenly broken out of your thoughts when you heard Connor enter the room. "We need to get out of here. NOW!" Connor ordered. You and Hank stood up in a panic, completely confused. "Cyberlife tracked my location... they know where Jericho is and the army is launching an attack." he explained. There was suddenly a loud crash from inside the ship. "RUN!!" Connor yelled. We left the room and started running towards the exit. There were androids coming from all directions trying to run from the SWAT teams raiding their home. It hurt you to see it happening. They just wanted to be free... Was it really that bad? You suddenly ran into a group of raiders who had their guns pointed at you. "DON'T SHOOT!! We're with the DPD! I'm lieutenant Anderson, This is Detective (l/n), and that's Connor." Hank said in a panic. "How do we know you aren't just Deviants?" the man questioned. "We have Badges. And Connor has some weird ID verification thingy..." Hank explained. You pulled out your badges and showed the officers. "What about That?" they asked. Connor started spouting off numbers to identify himself to the SWAT team. "Connor model 313-248-317." Then you heard 'identification successful' from the man's weird headpiece. "Okay then. Get going." They ordered, and oh boy, did we keep running. We turned a corner and found a way out. We ran out of the ship and looked behind us. I looked over to see multiple deviants climbing out of the river. "Guys. over here." You gestured over to where the deviants crawled out of the river. You headed over to them and helped them. "are you guys okay?!" you asked them as you continued helping them out of the water. "Yeah... fine..." he answered skeptically. "You're human... Why are you helping us..." He questioned you, averting his eyes between you, Hank and Connor. "I don't like how humans treat androids. and seeing all the work you guys have put in to be free... you really deserve it." you explained. He smiled at you. "Thank you... that means a lot. My name is Markus, this is Josh, Simon and North." he introduced his friends. "It's nice to meet you Markus. My name is (Y/n), this is Hank and that's Connor." you introduced your people. "Connor..." Markus muttered. "You're the android detective..." he spoke up a little. Connor looked over at him with anxiety. "Come here..." Markus ordered. Connor hesitantly obliged. Markus reached out his hand and connected it with Connor's. You watched as their skins faded. Moments later, Connor jumped and fell backwards, holding his head. "CONNOR!! Connor are you okay??! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" You demanded an answer. and even then you didn't think there was one good enough to prevent you shooting him in the face. "Relax. He's fine." He assured. "I... I'm a....He made me.... A deviant...." Connor said shakily. You couldn't fucking believe what you just heard. They can turn each other deviant...? "I Don't know whether to slap you, or thank you..." Hank spoke to the Android. "Connor is always so... emotionless.... I swear its creepy sometimes. Now that he's a deviant... I suppose he'll be a little more emotional. So all in all... more tolerable." Hank explained. You didn't say anything, just stayed on your knees hugging and stroking the shaking androids hair. "Hank I think we should go." you advised, looking down at Connor. "Yeah.. I think so too..." he replied. "see you around Markus."

You arrived back to the station and sat Connor down at your desk. He began anxiously fiddling with his coin. You went to the break room and started making Connor tea. It always calmed you down. So you hoped it would do the same for him. You were about to exit the break room when you saw Gavin Reed walk in. Oh boy. "Oh hey Robo-Fucker." He teased making you roll your eyes. "What do you want Gavin." You sneered. Gavin was the last person you wanted to see right now. "To congratulate you on your new tin boyfriend. Too bad he doesn't love you back though." He was about to get throat punched. "Go fuck yourself Reed." You snapped as you left the room with a cup of tea. You sat next to Connor and handed him the mug. He scanned it. What a dork.

Chai tea:
24 oz.
2 tbsp. sugar
1/4 cup milk.
45 degrees Celsius. Safe temperature for consumption.

"T-thank you detective." He said in a hushed voice. It was heartbreaking to see him like this.
"Dont thank me Connor. Just drink it and try to calm your nerves okay?" You comforted him a little more. He seemed better. He grabbed your hand and connected your thoughts. 'Thank you (y/n)'
He disconnected your thoughts. You looked up at him with a bright red blush spread across your face. You smiled and nodded as he walked away.

Later at the station:
Connor was back to his normal self again. Though he was now a Deviant, he was pretty good at hiding it. It was 5 minutes until the end of your shift and you were getting ready to leave when Hank approached you. "Hey Kid. Wanna get a drink later?" He asked. "Fuck. Please? I dont usually drink but my dad is home from his 'business trip' today and I dont want to see him..." Your dad is a drug dealer and addict. He works for a red ice distributor in Detroit. "Shit... yeah I'll meet you at Jim's at 5?" He asked. "Yeah. I'll see you then."

5 PM.

I opened the door to Jimmy's Bar. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes. I spotted Hank towards the back of the bar. I walked over and sat down next to him. "Hey (y/n). What's your poison kid?" He said excitedly. "Something light. I dont drink much." You explained. "Hey Jim. Could I get a dirty shirley?" Hank yelled to the bartender. Moments later, he came back and handed me an Orange, red and yellow gradient drink with a cherry in it. "Hank I'm not THAT gay..." you laughed. He smirked and rolled his eyes. "Just drink it." He laughed, taking a sip of his whiskey. You took a sip of the colourful drink. "DAMN that's good. Didnt know you were one for fruity cocktails Hank." You teased. He downed the rest of his drink and looked at you with an 'are you serious' look. "What. Am I not allowed to enjoy a guilty pleasure every once in a while?" He joked. You two had a few more drinks and took cabs home. The cab ride was short and quiet. You pulled up into your house and tipped the cab driver. You walked up and entered the house. When you were met face to face with your father.
"Care to explain this?"