𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌 𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒

13

Y/N's POV

I walk up to the android slowly as he faced me, I can feel the presence of Nines and is grey eyes staring at both of us, in that trademark calculating scowl.

"Y/N, it's good to see you." Connor says, he holds his arms out, inviting me into a hug, but instead, I raise my palm and give him a small slap on the cheek, his LED flashes red, his face a blue tint.

"W-what was that for?" He asks, rubbing the side of his face, "Goddamn Connor! How? How are you still alive?! I'm so fucking mad at you! If you were around for the past year, my Dad wouldn't be in state he's in now! Where were you?!" I jab my finger on his chest, he looks at me apolitically, LED yellow.

"Y/N," Nines speaks softly behind me, giving me a chill, but not cooling me off, "Answer me Connor!" I shout.

"Y/N, I wasn't alive for the past year..." he mumbles, "What? How are you here now then?" I ask, beginning to calm just a bit.

"I was destroyed, completely gone from existence," he begins to explain, "until I wasn't..."

"What?"

"It is very complicated, you must understand. I'm back now and that's all that matters. I'm sorry..." Connor apologizes, I sigh, "I'm sorry for slapping you and shouting..." I mutter.

"Can I hug you now?" He asks, I look up at him, "Of course." I answer, bringing my friend into a friendly hug. I feel like crying, how was he destroyed... and here now? And if he can't explain it to me, then it obviously is complicated.

I'd get him into talking later, I was just glad to have my best friend back.
"Enough, listen RK800," Nines begins, suddenly coming between the embrace, "You've been deemed defective. You have to turn yourself in back into CyberLife."

"Nines-" I begin, "No. I've snuck and killed to get out of there, I'm not going back." Connor says firmly, I glance at the gun in his hand, glinting in the moon light, noticing the stained splashes of blood on the gun, indicating close shots. 

I also notice the red blood on the side of his neck, his jacket and his cheeks, what has my friend done? What has he been through?

"Nines, lets just let Con stay here. While I sort things out." I tell my parter, standing next to both Connor and Nines. "Sort things out?! Y/N! He is a defective android-" Nines begins.

"But Androids are free now! There's nothing anyone can do to him! Please Nines," he looks down at the floor, as if it had all the answers. "Trust me."

He looks up and nods, before walking off quickly and going into my room, closing the door behind him.

Connor hums, intrigued by Nines' behavior. "He seems on edge." Connor notices, "He's always like that." I reply, leading my friend to the kitchen sink.

"He's always cranky?" Connor asks, as I run water over a small towel, "No, just protective." I say simply, wiping the blood off his cheek.

"He cares about you?" Connor asks, "Isn't he supposed to like... not care?"

"He's a deviant." I whisper, "he must not trust you is all." I say as I finish wiping the rest of the blood off his face, handing him the towel to wash his hands and neck.

"What? Why did he turn deviant? And how?" Connor asks, he sits his gun down on the counter and wipes his hands and neck, "He turned deviant for me." I reply.

"Why-? Oh... Y/N... does he love you?" Connor asks, dabbing the wet cloth on the fabric of his jacket. "He... I think he does. I don't think he's faking it. I think he does love me. Or maybe something is wrong with his wires or some shit." I mumble, toying with a strand of my hair.

"But I hope he really does feel that way, I love him, and I hope what he says and does isn't a malfunction." I say, "I'm sure he really does love you Y/N." Connor assures me with a smile.

I smile back, "Well, you might have to sleep on the couch bud." I tell Connor, he shrugs, "That's ok. And we can visit Hank and Sumo tomorrow right?" He asks.

"Of course." I reply, I wave bye to my friend and go into my room, considering the possibility that my dad seeing Connor will send him into the void of denial.

I can only hope for the best though.

When I get into my room, I realize I must talk to Nines. And make him stop worrying.
He is laying down, his head cushioned on the pillow and his hands, seeming lost in thought.
I place my hand on his shoulder and slide into bed, facing him. "Y/N... I'm sorry." He speaks, "for being a jerk. To both you and Connor."

"It's ok, I can understand." I say, laying down next to him, I catch his gaze and hold it in place.
"And... I'm experiencing a new emotion. I originally felt it around Adam... but now that Connor's back, almost a copy of me... I feel..." he begins, "and maybe it's the fact that you defended him... just made me..."
"Jealous?" I finish for him. He sits up, "What? Me? No! Never. Jealous of the RK800? Pfft, in his dreams." Nines mutters, I sit up too, catching his gaze I let slip a second ago.

"You have nothing to worry about," I speak softly, leaning against him, "I'm all your's."
He smiles, only a little, his hand snakes around my back like smoke, smoothly, bringing me closer.

"Yes. I know, I have all of you." He says softly, "And I have all of you." I say, tapping his nose with my pointer finger as he chuckles, pressing his lips onto mine gently, my hands going around his neck, he holds my chin and lifts my head, deepening the kiss.
Nines pulls away for a breather, our foreheads pressed against each other, before he pushes me into the soft mattress, leaning and down, and engulfing me in another kiss.

I caress his cheek gently, as I feel his cold hand resting at the hem of my shirt, before sliding under the clothing.
I begin to get tense the farther up he goes, so I pull away and grab his hands, "Sorry... to far?" Nines asks me, I don't answer his question, "Let's just sleep." I mumble.
I turn over, wrapping myself up in the  blankets, my skin still tingling from his touch. I feel his hands rest on my waist briefly, before wrapping around securely.
I feel his lips press against my neck, before pulling away, "Goodnight Y/N." He whispers.

"Goodnight."