A collection of oneshots and drabbles based on the wonderful game Detroit: Become Human
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The annual Christmas party. It seemed innocent enough; no booze, the coworkers you already knew perfectly well... it had seemed just fine- the keyword being seemed, because now that you were standing in the doorway of the meeting room, Connor at your side, your heart began to flutter painfully behind your rib cage, and your palms grew sweaty instantaneously. You halted in the doorway, feeling one pair, two pairs, three pairs, more turn to burn into you from your left right and center- it had been mere seconds and it was too much. Decorations littered every wall, glittery streamers dancing along the ceilings like snakes, throwing lights around from the yellow Christmas lights strung up alongside them. You spotted exactly three familiar faces, Tina, Sarah Lee and Gavin, but they were swallowed by the crowd moments later and all familiarity was stolen away again. You almost turned right around to leave and you absolutely would have if a hand didn't take yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Are you sure you want to stay here, my Love?" Connor says, his voice soft and quiet, as he takes a step closer and rests his other hand on your face. "We can leave if you'd like. Hank will understand." you shake your head after a moment of thought, and let your own free hand rest on top of the one on your face.
"No, no," you shake your head, taking in a deep breath. "It's okay- I promised we'd come." Connor raised his furrowed brows, as if silently asking 'are you sure?'. You read the expression so easily, and the perfect way his face shifted drew a smile from the depths of your anxiety. "I'm sure, baby. Come on." he places a quick peck on your lips before nodding his head, and you see his happy little smile as he begins to guide you into the meeting room. It's packed in here, warm and stuffy with dim lighting, but there seems to be an unspoken rule keeping people from blocking the way from the door to the snack table. The moment you spot it, littered with sweets and drinks of all sorts, Connor hears your little excited gasp and grins wider. You don't need to say a single thing as he shifts to head in that direction. "Wow..." you mumble out, impressed by the wide selection- there were even Thirium based foods for the deviants.
"What do you pick, Love?" he asks, your hands still trapped in his as he scans the foods just as you were. "What about-"
"(Y/N), Connor!" the voice that calls out is familiar, and much to your relief you turn to see Tina. You had expected to still see her with Gavin and Sarah, and she is with someone, but it isn't either of them. You swallow hard at the sight of a woman you don't quite recognize, wearing a wide, energetic grin. Her eyes were bright and excited, but despite her obvious kindness her presence alone sent a pain through your chest. your grip on Connor's hand tightened. "Nice to see you here, I thought you chose to skip." Tina's words are light and silly, but they make that anxiety in your chest triple. "This is Rebecca," she points to the new girl, a love glistening in her gaze. Rebecca steps forwards and extends a hand in yours and Connors direction. You know you're supposed to take it, but you're frozen- as always, Connor saves the day, stepping forwards and taking Rebecca's hand, channeling his expert social skills and saving you from your own anxiety.
