Connor wakes up to bright lights and people taking. It's currently 3 PM and he is sitting at his desk. He looks down and he is holding Conan's jacket and Post-It notes are all over him.
"Look at that! Tin Can finally woke up! Sleep well?" Gavin yells sarcastically, laughing. Conan looks at him and back at Connor, neutrally. His eyes have turned back to their normal, cold eyes and his serious face once again. Connor groans and rubs his head, feeling the pounding from oversleeping. He frowns and looks down at the jacket and blushes a little from embarrassment. Conan walks over and looks at the jacket and then him.
"May I have my jacket?" He says, his voice now cold, stern.
Connor quickly nods and hands him it in which Conan puts it on. He looks and Connor and shoots him a quick smile and walks over to Gavin, who is now laughing on the floor. Connor sighs and gets up, his legs sore from sleeping incorrectly. He makes his way over to the bathroom in which he looks at his face. Over it is penises, insults, stupid drawings, and scribbles. But then there is a small heart around his LED, perfectly drawn. He sighs and starts to scrub his skin, hard, until it is a bright blue and all of the maker is gone.
"Sorry about your face,"
Connor looks over to see Conan, standing in the doorway. His face normal and relaxed eyebrows.
"If I did nothing, Gavin would've done something worse. So I drew that heart. Did you sleep well tho-?"
"Did you give me your jacket last night?" Connor asks, grabbing Conan's shirt.
Conan backs into the door and Connor looks up at him, angrily.
"Yes, you were cold and tired so I gave you my jacket."
Connor gets angrier and gets closer, which makes Conan blush a little. They are meer inches apart before Connor let's go and shuffles away, tired and angry.
"Don't. Do. That. Again." Connor demands in which Conan just nods. Connor exits the room and goes back to his desk in which Hank isn't across from him.
"Where's Hank?" Connor asks Ben, who was walking nearby.
"He called in sick. That's what he gets from not putting on a mask."
Connor lowers his eyes and nods. He proceeds to work on the file again.
(Sorry for it being short, wanted to keep the next part fully intact.)
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Deviants (RK1700 SHIP)
FanficConnor has been the best android detective at the DPD for months now. The androids are now somewhat considered human and are allowed to have some rights. But when a more advanced model meets Connor during a case, Connor consider his own interest in...
