|Gavin Reed x Male reader| Detroit Become Human|

Chapter Twenty - One

- Gavin's POV -

Damn, I'm so fucking confused. Why the hell did I let him do that- Why the hell did I do that? Things were going to get very complicated now and I knew it. The thing was, I was perfectly okay with how things were progressing and that's what's bothering me the most. I want things to progress, I wanted that to happen - on more than one occasion too - and that was horrible. I'll openly admit that most of the nights I've spent with the woman were never as good as other people made it out to be but maybe that was because I was in such denial about liking men that I forced myself into thinking I was so attracted to those people that I could do things with them.

Conan was the first man I was never really close with, I never usually let myself get close to them out of fear of realising that I am attracted to them. Conan was the male that I wanted, and I would never admit it. I would never tell him that I wanted him in that way. It was almost impossible to get the words out of me and I think that's where things went wrong. I knew that Android had Deviated ages ago but I said nothing to anyone and so, I brought my own misfortune upon myself.

I didn't want things to go the same way with [F/N], I didn't want to sit back and pray that I eventually get the words out of me to show him that I am beginning to care about that little prick. I knew [F/N] wasn't Conan but I couldn't help but still have that fear in the back of my mind. I knew, in my head and my heart, that [F/N] would never do the things that Conan did to me but... fuck, I can't stop being afraid.

Pushing those thoughts aside, I step out of the shower, not having a single clue that I had spent over an hour in the shower, just thinking to myself and trying to get my head to catch up with what's happening. I switch it off, not hearing the other male knocking at the door and so, [F/N] was suddenly in the room with me and we all know where his eyes instantly went. I chuck the towel I had in my hand over the man's head, quickly covering my crotch with my hands when I realise there were no other towels in the room.

"Hey, you have a nice-"

"Shut the fuck up, [F/N], never finish that sentence..." I snap out, trying to hide the fact that I was more than embarrassed over what just happened but [F/N] was just amused, standing there with the brightest grin on his face.

"Can I have the towel back, please?" I ask, looking at the floor while [F/N] has no intention of giving it back to me so soon. I grit my teeth a little, turning my gaze to [F/N] who was just looking over me. "Take it," he says, though he keeps the towel in his hands. I resist the urge to glare at him as I take a step forward, moving one of my hands away from myself to take the towel from [F/N] who reaches out at the same time as me, wrapping the towel around my shoulders. Taken off guard, I quickly grab onto [F/N] so I don't lose my balance on the slippery floor, uncovering myself in the process and quickly learning that the towel wasn't covering all of me.

[F/N] quickly realises it too and I quickly grab his jaw to he doesn't tilt his head down to look.

"Don't you fucking dare..." I whisper out, making [F/N] look at my face, that was probably quite obviously portraying my embarrassment by now, and grin. "I was worried about you." "You're a fucking perv," I grumble out. Now, I have to figure out how the hell to uncover myself and stop [F/N] from looking at the same time. Oh, fuck it.

I let go of [F/N]'s jaw, watching as his head instantly dips down to take a look at me. I quickly wrap my towel around my waist, pushing past the male to go into my room and ignore the fact that [F/N] was obviously more interested in my dick than anything.

Oh my God, I'm going to kill him... I sit on my bed, hands covering my face as I try to calm the tight feeling in my stomach. I look up when I hear [F/N] knock on my door, peeking in.

"Are you mad at me?" He questions, not stepping into the room out of fear that I might be angry. I shake my head, letting my hands fall into my lap. The other detective steps into the room, looking at me and rubbing his arm,

"You know I meant no harm by that-"

"[F/N], I know."

"-Cuz I really don't mean to upset you- Oh, oh right, thanks..." He lets out a slight sigh of relief before glancing at my lap, smiling. "I really do think you're... Uh... What's the word?" He rubs the back of his arm, looking away before blurting out "Beautiful?" Well, that wasn't what I was expecting. I look at the male, furrowing my eyebrows and staring at him in slight surprise. [F/N] waves a dismissive hand and sits on the bed beside me, looking at me.

"So, do people seeing you naked bother you? Like... You know what I mean..."

"Uh..."

- [F/N]'s POV -

I gaze at Gavin who shakes his head a little, "Not so much, I guess... I've never tried it. I guess I just felt embarrassed more than anything." He mumbled softly, lightly gripping the towel in his hands before looking at me. "I guess that it's just because it's you that I'm embarrassed, I usually punch people who try to walk in on me," he admits, shrugging and fiddling with the towel. I lean over, gently placing a soft kiss on his cheek. Gavin's eyes flutter closed for a moment, obviously enjoying the kiss before I respond with, "Well, that's a good thing, no? The fact you won't punch me?" That makes Gavin laugh a little, turning his gaze to me, "I never said I won't punch you, I said I didn't punch you." "Oh..." I mutter, looking away and humming a little.

I feel Gavins weight shift on the bed before I see him grabbing some clothes from his bag. He tugs on his boxers before letting his towel drop.

"So, if I asked you to let me see you, you'd punch me?" I inquired, wondering how comfortable Gavin was around me. "No, I wouldn't punch you, I'd just tell you to go fuck yourself." He mutters, glancing back at me as he tugs on some sweatpants. He then tugs on a jumper, flattening it out and then looks at me. "Umm... Are we sharing my room or yours?" He asks. Hm, I never thought about that. I gesture for him to follow me as I lead him into my room, letting him step inside.

He wanders in, sitting on my bed before melting into it, curling up on it for a moment, "Your bed is so damn comfy..." He mumbles, more so to himself than to me. I smile, deciding that maybe we should just call it a night even though it wasn't so late. I place my hand on Gavin's shoulder, making the man turn his gaze to me. "Let's just get some rest, alright? We can sleep in tomorrow, we're not needed at the station until the paperwork is done or they call me." I say.

Gavin sits up, moving the covers out from under him and pulling them over his legs. I tug off my shirt, not even realizing that Gavin had never seen me without anything on before. I chuck it to the side before sliding my trousers off, stretching and then looking at Gavin. He looks over me, Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows.

"What?" I ask, feeling suddenly self-conscious under his gaze. He shakes his head, turning his gaze to his lap. "I suppose I'm just not used to seeing anyone but myself. You're so... I don't know... Tidy." He mumbles I know what he means but I can't help but ask, "Tidy?" "Does clean work better? Look at you, you're... There's... Ugh, I'm not good at this." He grunts.

I sit on the bed, beside Gavin and smile, "Don't worry, I understand what you're trying to say." The next moment was something I could never predict. He reaches out a hand, letting his fingers run down the side of my neck, down my collarbone before stopping at my chest. "You're so..." He doesn't finish the sentence, just letting his eyes linger over my torso. His hand soon drops, his fingers running down the side of my thigh, making me shiver and bite the inside of my cheek to resist the urge to let it affect me. "There's not a scratch on you..." He mumbles, his full hand now running up the side of my thigh. I very gently place my hand on the males, smiling. "Be careful where you touch, Gav..." I mumble, not wanting to frighten him off but he just gives a nod, not seeming to catch onto what I mean as he lets his fingers run along my stomach. I close my eyes, letting the male do what he wanted, seriously fighting back all the ways my body wanted to react to his touch.

"You're getting hard..." Was all I hear before Gavin moves his hand away, gaze back on his own lap while I let out a shaky breath, about to answer before Gavin continues, "And you know... I'm kinda glad."

"Glad?"

"Yeah, that it's for me..."

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