Life Finds A Way (A Detroit Become Human Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: Not During Work Hours

Police Department The Next Day.

"Connor. The fuck happened last night with you?" Hank asked.

"Am I different? I have a lover now," Connor answered. "It is a very special time for me."

"I think it depends."

"Depends on what, Hank?"

"On whether you are talking about Kara or me." Hank tossed his arms off. "The hell?! Coming up hugging me in the station?"

"Sorry? Love makes androids a little unpredictable sometimes," Connor answered. "I was unaware I started to hug you."

"Hey, dumbass, your wannabe girlfriend is- what the fuck?!"

Hank just covered his face. What the hell was going on? "Connor, that's Gavin! Stop hugging Gavin for crying out loud!" He tried to yank him off.

"Oh. I am quite emotional today." Connor looked back toward Gavin but he was already gone.

"You wanna get huggy, go hug the other androids," Hank said. "Not me. Not Gavin. If you hug the chief, who knows what will happen?"

Imbalance. Connor could feel it. A disruption from messing with their connections. Right. Hanging around Kara and Alice would be a better idea right now or others would catch on.

When he went to go see them, he smiled. Kara was trying to work on her tablet, but Alice was trapped in her grasp. She waved at Connor.

Connor waved too. Aw. Look at Kara. She was very sweet, with her little tablet. Her pretty hair. Her nice eyes. Malfunctioning perfectly. This couldn't go wrong. He leaned against the glass. "Hoow are yooouuu?" A little drawn out. Strange. Aw. She had a weird flush on her cheeks. She held Alice while she came over to the glass. Odd. She seemed almost like Hank when he had too much to drink. He chuckled out of nowhere. That was also weird.

"Hi, Connor," Kara giggled. "Hi? Whattup?"

Ah, her RK adaptations were still running nicely. So nice having someone with the same kind of function as him.

"Jesus Christ, Connor. That's not natural." Hank came up beside her. "What happened to her? You didn't get her slammed with alcohol, did you? Her eyes are all glassy."

"No. No. Um? She loves me," Connor chuckled. He put his hand against the glass to hers.

"My ass. What are you doing?" Hank looked at him. "You're just as drunk as her. What did you two do?"

"We found Love. Lllluuufff. Lllllurrrrve." Kara played with the word on her tongue.

"Connor, you're gonna find love with Kara when I can find an elephant in my fish tank." Hank wasn't falling for it. "Your acting plastered, not in love."

Oh. Hm. That's not good. Not the malfunction I wanted. Hank was supposed to think we were in love. Must have turned the gear a smidge too far. Results didn't work on a dime, and they must both already be autocorrecting. It wouldn't even last twenty four hours. It should last long enough to get through the day. "I am going to spend time back here with ma family Hanky. I'll be back later. Is that okay?"

"It's your orders, you're supposed to. Don't call me Hanky. Whatever you did, it's backfiring. Fix it." Hank walked away.

"Oh. Yes." They would have to. Readjust. "Hank?" He left the area to follow him. "Um? I need privacy with Kara. Can we use a bathroom? Or no, a um . . . restraining room for questioning?"

"For what?"

For what. "Sex. I would like to have sex." He felt Hank thump him on the head. "Personal reasons that, make this better."