A collection of oneshots and drabbles based on the wonderful game Detroit: Become Human
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"You sure this'll work?" Hank grumbled, standing discreetly in the break room with his back to the wall closest to the bullpen. Like a spy, he peeked around the corner to see you and Connor chattering away to one another like starlings.
"Oh, it'll work. Trust me." Tina was at Hank's side, grinning widely, excited to set her plan into motion. Much like Hank, she saw the painfully obvious chemistry between you and Connor and, frankly, thought it was ridiculous that neither of you saw it yourself. With her Cupid skills, she spent the last few days creating the perfect plot to help Hank get you two together at last. Now, she just had to set it into motion.
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"Nah, you two head home. I've still got a mountain of work to take care of here." Hank didn't look up from his computer as you tried yet again to get him to go home for the night. Your father had a tendency to work himself down to the bone. You let out a huff, realizing that your attempts were fruitless, and shrug your shoulders.
"Alright Dad, just... don't stay past midnight?" It was currently 8, and you hoped that he wouldn't be here for much longer. He lets out a hum of either approval or as a sign that he hadn't heard your request, but either way you turn and make your way for the front doors. Connor is close behind, casting one last glance in Hank's direction before following you out of the bullpen and towards the buildings front doors. Connor raced a few steps ahead, and, like the gentleman he always was, held the door open for you to pass through with that perfect little smile that always made your heart flutter.
"Thanks, Con," you smiled back, and he let the door fall shut, meeting you at your side yet again.
"Be careful, (Y/N), it'll be icy." snow danced from the sky above you, and right now the ice was the least of your worries. Your attention was instead settled on Connor. His eyes were as warm as ever, lit up by the yellowed street lights outside of your workplace. The small tufts of snow landed within his dark hair, speckling it like stars in the sky. His eyebrows furrowed so smoothly, such a human act, and he tilted his head. "Are you alright, (Y/N)?" he asked, and you snapped out of your stupor with a blink and a rush of heat to your face. You had been so obviously staring.
"Oh-" you say, your breath escaping you as you did so, "Yes, yes I'm alright. Just..." Madly in love with you. "Tired, is all." Connor nods, his smile returning, and continued towards your car. With a press of the round button, the doors slid open, revealing the interior of the automated vehicle, comfy and already beginning to heat. You step in first, taking a seat in what would have been the drivers seat if the car didn't drive itself, and Connor sits to your right. The chairs spin around so you're facing the front, and in a clear voice you call out, "Home." just the simple word sets the car into motion, leaving you to lean back into your seat with a tired sigh. As the car begins to roll at a quicker pace, a comfortable silence settles over both you and your android partner. You let your head lean to the side, thumping gently against the window as you cast your eyes out to examine the landscape going by. You'd always enjoyed the snow- at least, the look of it. The cold wasn't your favorite but you dealt with it for the sake of the beauty it brought. A sudden thought hit you, and you looked over at Connor. "This is your first winter, isn't it?"
