Hush Hush: Detroit Fluff And Smut

Taking care of you :Floof 2

( trigger warning: anxiety, depression,toxic relationship)
Hope you enjoy !! :-D

God it had been a tough week. Everything has been a mess. You worked part time in a coffee shop in the noon and then additionally in a bar on the weekends . There was no way you could quit either of your jobs, since you had college fees and your apartment rent to pay. Life had never been that easy for you, since you were alone and tending to most of your problems without anyone there to care if you needed to talk or cry. You tried dating a couple of times but the guys always turned out to be douches with heads up their ass. With your recent break up from a toxic relationship, and the exams hanging over your head, you wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear.
Weekend approached, meaning you could sleep in untill the time for the job at the coffee shop. Lounging around the house, you just didn't feel good. You felt exhausted, not only physically, but mentally. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. You couldn't see the point of going on like this. Would it ever end? Your grades were getting lower, your dad who lived across the country kept pressuring you to try harder, but didn't care to ask if you were doing fine. It wasn't just sadness... It was the feeling of numbness, the feeling that nothing mattered. You weren't feeling bad, you weren't feeling at all. You used to be such a cheerful child. But everything got lost between studies, work and your shattering dreams.
You wanted to become a nurse, as you wanted to help people in need. It only seemed fair considering there was no one for you, that you didn't want anyone else to feel this way. Eating and napping till the afternoon, you got ready for your job at the coffee shop. You wore oversized black hoodie and ripped jeans, not caring about your hair and letting them loose . Everything felt so dull . You just wanted to lay in bed all day.
It was a struggle getting out of the apartment, so you were a bit late. You started tending to customers, and the day seemed to fly by. You took a walk to the nearby park for your break before your next job at the bar.
You weren't feeling any better. Mindlessly, your fingers hovered over the chat messages of a bunch of people that you called " chat friends " who you used to text with when you felt bored. One of them wasn't just a mere chat friend, instead you had met him a couple of times . Connor, a super kind and amazing Android. You didn't text with him much, but he was always there for you when you needed him, which was more these past couple of days. Without thinking much, you sat down at a nearby bench and started texting him.
"Hi Connor "
He replied within half a minute.
"Hello, y/n. How are you?"
" Not that good, honestly..."
"May I know the reason you're upset? "
You hesitated.
"I ... Don't know why I am... Upset. I feel nothing. I want to just lay down and cry but at the same time I know the tears won't come ."
"Where are you at the moment, y/n?" Connor asked.
"The park in front of Hazel coffee shop. Why are you asking? "
" I'm nearby. Do you have 10 minutes to spare? " He asked.
"It's my break time, so I have about half an hour before my next job starts..."
" Okay, I'll be there in a couple of minutes. " He replied.
You didn't exactly know what he was going to do. You had never met him just over feeling sad, or in today's case, not feeling anything. You first met him while he was investigating a case near your college. He came to you for interrogation, but ended up walking you home. You talked ever since, and saw him when he stopped by to check on you at the coffee shop every day, and texted you at night to make sure you made it safely home.
" Hello, y/n" Connor said, making you jump as you were lost in your thoughts.
" Hi, Connor. And please don't sneak on me like that again." You said, chuckling. But ever your chuckle sounded hollow.
"Do you want to talk , or should we take a walk to make you feel better? "Connor asked, concerned.
"I don't feel like talking. I don't feel like doing anything. I don't know what to do... It's very frustrating." You said.
"Have you been hugged , or cuddled with, y/n?" Connor asked.
You were taken aback by his sudden question.
"Yes, I have been hugged before , and cuddled as a kid, but not recently... Why do you ask?" You answered anyway, now realising it has been quite some time since you cuddled with anyone.
"Studies show that gentle touch, hugging, cuddling helps make the person feel better. " He replied.
" Maybe that could help... " You thought, but the thought of Connor cuddling you made you feel something. The thought was almost too good to ignore.
"Let's take a walk." You said , standing up, ignoring the fluttery feeling in your stomach. You walked a little, your body relaxing at the gentle breeze.
Connor put a hand over your shoulder, gently pulling you towards him as you walked.
" I should go, it's time for my shift..." You said, after a relaxing walk with Connor, feeling a bit better. He understood you more than anyone and tried to make you feel better and made sure you were safe, everyday.
"I'll stay at the back portion of the club, I want to make sure you're okay. I'm free of any duties for the rest of the day . " Connor said.
You wanted him to be there. You didn't want to be alone. He made you feel better by just being there.
" Only if you wanna be there..." You said.
" Yes, I do, y/n . I want to be there for you. I want you to know you're not alone."
Connor replied, his features softening, as he studied you.
"Okay..." You whispered.
You walked to your job and started serving the customers. A couple of bad ones came up as always, but whenever they did, you looked over to Connor, calmly sitting at the end of the bar, giving you a reassuring and confident smile. All was going well untill your ex boyfriend, Jason showed up.
He started flirting with you. You were uncomfortable, but you tried to keep your cool . He started touching you, first at your arms , then your waist.
" Baby, I missed you. Your little body... The way you squirmed when I pushed against you... " He said, trying to kiss you.
You were shaking by now. It took you a whole year to realize the relationship you had with him was toxic. You always thought love was meant to be this way. He used to slap you, scream at you, and mentally harass you. One day, it became too much when he came back home , too drunk to even stand straight, and tried to undress you. You kicked him in the nuts and tried to get away, which got him mad and he threw a bottle at the floor, picked up a glass shard and cut your upper thigh. It was a very nasty cut, and it hurt like hell. You ran away the next day and reported him to police, which to your surprise, left him with a day's imprisonment and a warning. The cut left a scar that ran down your upper thigh, up to your upper knee. You felt broken and dirty after being marked like this by him.

Tears were now streaming down your face. You turned to see Connor who had now noticed you and was trying to get to you through the crowd.
"Does that thigh still have the scar I left? You should know by seeing it that you belong to me. " Jason whispered. He reeked of whiskey. You hated him with all your being and every fiber of your heart. You gathered the strength you had.
"Shut up you fucking Bastard. You do not scare me now.And guess what? Roses are red, violets are blue, I have 5 fingers , 3rd one's for you --"
You screamed at Jason's face. You kicked him in the nuts. He doubled over a bit but quickly recovered, raising his hand to hit you. You shut your eyes, waiting for the blow,but it never came.
"Hurting a lady is the act of a coward. Let's deal it man to man." Connor had now appeared between both of you.
" Really? A fucking android has come to save you, y/n? You're even more pathetic than I thought..." Jason laughed.
"Leave right now or else you'll be in no condition to do so." Connor warmed Jason.
Jason huffed and tried to push Connor aside, but he didn't budge.
" Get the fuck away from me, plastic garbage. I'm here to fuck y/n like I used t--" Connor punched Jason square in the jaw, knocking him out. You heard a bad crack when Connor's fist touched Jason's jaw.
Connor turned around, his eyes immediately softening.
"Are you okay, y/n?" He asked. You nodded , too shaken up to speak.
"Let's go home." He said, taking your hand gently in his and guiding you outside.
As you reached the apartment, you thanked Connor. He said nothing in response, simply looking at you with concern and sadness in his eyes.
You opened the apartment door.
"Have a good night, y/n. Try to rest well. Inform me if you need anything, please. "
Connor said.
"Connor..." You said, your voice a bare whisper. "Please stay ..."
Without another word, Connor entered the apartment, and closed the door behind him.
You hadn't realised you had been crying all the way here. Connor gently brushed your tears away. You started sobbing .
You slowly hugged Connor , trying to find comfort. His body was warm and welcoming. You felt your leg muscles relax. Connor gently walked you both towards the bed, gently laying you down, leaving to take off his coat. He was about to lay on the couch when you got up and grabbed his arm, pulling him with you.
" Please stay close..." You whispered.
Connor laid down next to you, tense at first.
You wrapped your arms around him. He turned a little so he could hold you closer, and tighter. Still sobbing , you started saying ... "I didn't want that relationship. I just wanted love. Someone with whom I could feel safe. Someone who'd care for me. This year has been too much. But Jason... He finally broke me.. he broke me..." You were crying now. Connor kissed your forehead. He hugged you tighter, his legs now gently covering yours .
"You're okay, y/n. You're safe. I'm here. I'll never leave. I'll stay as long as you want me to." He started stroking your hair.
Feeling a little calmer, your tears stopped. You nuzzled your face in his neck.
" Please never leave me..." You whispered.
" I won't." Connor whispered back.
After some calming breathes, Connor spoke.
" Can I see the scar,y/n?"
You nodded and stood to take off your jeans , your hoodie covering up your upper thighs. You laid back down.
Connor propped on his elbows and looked in your eyes as if asking permission. You nodded. He gently traced the scar with his fingers, as if afraid he might hurt you.
" What happened wasn't your fault, y/n, and you didn't deserve it." Connor said.
He lowered himself and left feather light kisses over the scar.
"You are beautiful. This scar doesn't do your beauty any damage. " He continued kissing." It shows how you fought your fears and won..." Connor whispered. He laid down next to you and cuddled you again, holding you flush to him.
You were feeling safe, comfortable, and calm.
"Stay forever,Connor..." You whispered under your breath before falling asleep in his warm embrace, tangled in his limbs.
" Forever, y/n"Connor fell asleep for the first time , having you in his arms.