We Dont Bleed The Same Colour- Connor X Male Reader

A New Home

WARNING: PHYSICAL ABUSE & SELF HARM

"Care to explain this?"
Your father held up a picture on his phone of you and Connor that you posted with the captions "I'm so in love... 😍" you stared blankly at him, unsure of the right words to say. "I didnt raise a fucking FAG. I raised a man. FUCKING ACT LIKE ONE!" He screamed, striking you across the face. You felt blood begin to trickle from your nose. "Well too fucking bad. Yeah I'm gay. I've known for years. Nothing your pathetic, junkie ass says will  change that." You spat. He looked pissed. He threw you against a wall and pulled a pocket knife and ran it across your cheek. "Say that again, bitch." He cursed. You were scared. You just wanted Connor. You wanted him to hold you. "I'm gay. Deal with it." You replied. He threw you against the floor and ran to his room. You ran to your room and started packing a bag getting ready to run. You picked up your bag and headed towards the door when you heard a gunshot. A bullet clipped your shoulder. "FUCK!!" You cried. You just kept running. You ran... and you ran... until you entered a familiar neighborhood. "Hank..." you managed to make out before almost falling to the ground. You kept walking towards the house and you managed to knock on the door. It swung open and revealed a familiar, heartwarming face. "C....Connor..." you managed to say before blacking out.

"(Y/n)..."

"C'mon... wake up kid..."

You felt a warmth on your hand.

"Please..."

Your eyes fluttered open. You bolted up and looked around, but instantly felt pain shoot through your body. "Where... where am I..." you choked. You were greeted by 2 familiar faces."Hey, dont hurt yourself." You were told. You looked over to see Hank and Connor hovering by your side. You looked at your shoulder where the pain was. You suddenly remembered everything. Tears came to your eyes as you remembered everything that happened. Connor got up and left which only made you cry harder. "No... Connor..." you whispered. Hank looked at you with sympathy and rubbed your back. Connor came back moments later with a grey mug in his hands. He placed it in front of you and sat down, wrapping his arms around you. You nuzzled your head into his chest. "What happened to you (Y/N)..." he said with concern laced in his voice. You didnt want to remember what happened. "I...went out with Hank... and... when I got home... my... my dad found out something about me I didnt want him to know and.... he... started beating me.... I ran and grabbed everything I could.... but before I could get out the door he... he... he pulled out a gun and... he.. shot me...." you could barely get the words out before breaking down in tears again. Hank and Connor stared at you in absolute shock. Hank got up and headed towards his room. "Where are you going Hank?" Connor asked. " I'm going to make some fucking phone calls. That bastard isn't gonna get away with this." Hank growled. You smiled and mouthed 'thank you' to him. He smiled and nodded at you before walking away. You looked up at Connor who's LED was glowing red. "What's wrong Connor?" You asked. He didnt look okay at all. "You could've been killed..." he said in a heartbreaking tone. "It's okay Connor... I'm... not really all that important anyway..." you sighed. He looked over at you with anger and sympathy. "You're like a son to Hank. And... You're..... I.... nevermind. Forget I said anything..." he sighed. "No... what is it Connor?" You asked the android who was looking down at his hands. He looked into your eyes with an expression that made your whole body weak. "I..." he looked away. "Fuck it...." he said. You were shocked to hear him swear, but you were even more shocked at what he did next. He placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you in. He pressed his soft lips against yours. You were shocked at first, but then you started to kiss him back. You put your hands behind his neck and deepened the kiss. You quickly pulled away when you realized what was happening. "I... I'm so sorry Connor..... I..  didnt mean..." you couldn't even finish your sentence before bursting into tears and locking yourself in the bathroom. You pulled one of your razors out of your pocket, pulled up your sleeve and started running the blade along your wrist.

Connor was still sitting on the couch with tears running down his cheeks. Hank walked into the room and looked at him. "Shit, Connor. Are you alright?" He said, running over to the sobbing android. He placed a hand on Connor's shoulder. "He.... Doesn't love me....." Connor said shakily. Hank wrapped his arms around him. "What happened Con?" Hank asked the shaking android. "I... I messed up Hank..." he sobbed. "How so?" Hank asked. Connor looked up at Hank, tears still running down his cheeks. "He... he said he... didn't matter to anyone....  so... I... told him... he mattered to me...and I.... kissed him.... he... kissed back at first.... but then... he... ran away...." Connor sobbed. Hanks face lost colour. "Connor where did he go?" Hank asked in a panic. "The bathroom. I think... why would that b-" Connor suddenly turned white as a ghost.

"No...."

You heard banging on the door. "(Y/N)!!" you heard Connor's voice behind it. "(Y/n)... please... open the door... I'm sorry..." You heard him apologize. You didnt want to hear those words from him. You opened the bathroom door and looked up at him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss. "Dont you dare apologize to me Connor." You said to him. He looked down at you with scanned you.

(Y/n) (L/n)
Born: 10/01/2015 Age:25
Police Detective at DPD
Criminal record: none
Wounded. Inflicted 2.13 minutes ago.

Connor looked down at your arms. "Please... show me." Connor requested. You looked over his shoulder to see Hank looking at you, he looked hurt. You rolled up your sleeve to reveal dozens of cuts going up your arm. A few tears rolled down Connor's cheeks. "I'm sorry..." you told him. You really were. You had been cutting for years. You had been hit and yelled at by your father before but... he never pulled out a weapon. Suddenly, Connor picked you up and carried you to the couch. He took great care to clean and bandage your arm. He truly was something special. Once he was done, Hank came up to you. "Hey. Follow me." He gestured to the hallway. You got up and followed Hank. He opened up a door and showed you inside. It was a small bedroom with a TV, a closet and a dresser. You looked back at him. "What is this for?" You asked. He just laughed.

"Welcome home."