Connor-60 was nervous.
After the revolution, Connor-51 went into the Cyberlife's tower again to free all the other RK800. Mainy of them left Detroit but 51 and 60 stayed to work at the DPD. And now, after a complicated day at work, the Lieutenant brought him back at his home to "chill".
Connor-60 had never been inside Hank's house. 51 had but left to buy his own apartment when a law allowing androids to own properties passed. The house was cosy, cleaner than when 51 had been in it.
But 60 wasn't really at ease outside of work and was nervously seating on the edge of Hank's couch while Hank got to prepare a drink for himself and some thirium based drink for 60.
- You need to relax. Nothing is going to happen here.
- I'm not comfortable with relaxing, Lieutenant.
- Well first, remove your uniform jacket, that will help.
- B-But it's part of my uniform. I can't take it off.
Hank spoke softly.
- Connor. You should take your jacket off.
- ... Yes, Lieutenant.
Connor-60 took his jacket off while and brought it to the coat hanger. When he came back to the couch, Hank was holding a red soft jacket with a hood that had cat ears.
- Lieutenant ? What are you doing with this jacket.
- Please call me Hank and you should wear it. I know you don't feel cold but... the fabric is soft and... It might help you relax.
- I-I... I don't know... Maybe... Maybe I should give it a try ?
Hank opened the red jacket and 60 put his arm inside the sleeves. He closed the zipper and put the hood on his head.
- You were right... The fabric IS soft...
- Told ya.
Hank got back on the couch, started drinking his beer, turning the TV on and watching it, 60 joining a bit later, enjoying the gift from Hank.
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February DechartArt prompts
De TodoMy prompts for the February DechartArt Challenge