Connor walks down the hallway, pissed at the outcome of the situation. It could've been taken care of more professionally but no, he had to screw up the whole situation. Sure he got the job done, but not without spilling anxiety and stress all over the room. He curses under his breath, which he rarely does, and continues down the white tiled hallway.
"I could've done that without being a pussy. Connor shouldn't be allowed to phcking do that anymore." Gavin yells at someone in the break room. Connor gets even angrier and without thinking, storms in and gets into Gavin's face.
"Guess what Gavin!? I am under a lot of stress right now and you spreading the news does not help. Yes, I screwed everything up but I'm going to try-"
"You are not trying anymore shit! You are never doing that again because of your 'stress'." Gavin yells as he gets closer into Connor's face, coffee in hand.
Connor snaps. He slugs Gavin across the face, hard, definitely breaking his nose. He clutches his face as Connor picks him up and lifts him. He then pushes him to the wall and screams,
"You think that was a joke!? I am breaking at the seams because this bitch was spying on us and you claim that you could've done a better job you depressed prick!? You come into work late and leave early, you never do research on cases, and claim that you are better than everyone!? I work 24 hours and 7 days a week on all of my cases, I come in early every morning to get started on shit, and I have succeeded in almost more cases that you! And you have that authority to come to yell in my face that you have done a better job than me just because you're higher-"
"Connor put Gavin down and stop!" Fowler yells.
Connor looks over to him and drops Gavin harshly, as he crumples up, clutching his nose. Tina rushes over and takes care of Gavin as Connor's eyes sharpened and he storms off, leaving the room.
Once he reaches the backroom where the androids are allowed to hang out, he gets inside and groans, pulling his arms up to this face and holding his face. "How the hell am I supposed to tell Hank about this?" He groans. He gets his coin and flings it around back in forth until it flies out his hand and hits the wall. "Now I'm too stressed to do anything." He groans again and bangs his head on the table.
"Connor?"
Connor looks up to see Conan at the front door. "I saw what you did to Gavin."
Connor sighs and groans. "Yup. Yours truly." he drums his fingers on the table.
Conan bites his lip and blushes a little and he comes into the room a little bit further.
"I-I need to talk to you.."
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Deviants (RK1700 SHIP)
FanfictionConnor 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...
