I Didn't Want This Either | Gavin Reed x Reader

Black Smoke

Wednesday, November 11th, 7:12 am

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You wake up, a deep ache settled within all of your body, but you're well rested and that's enough for you. Your eyes are still shut as you cling a pillow to your chest, a firm, breathing pillow- you furrow your brows and open your eyes, shifting them upwards and catching Gavin's gaze just as he does the same. You look at one another, and for the briefest moment you're both frozen as realization hits you. Then, you both shout, startled, and push away from each other, scrambling to either side of the bed. Gavin hurries away so quickly that he overshoots and tumbles right over the side, letting out another cry and grabbing at the blankets to try and stop himself, though all that serves to do is pull the covers down with him. He thumps to the ground with a groan as you calm your beating heart, having been startled by his sudden closeness. 

"Well, I see you're awake, Detectives." you jump out of your skin again, whipping to face Nines and stifling your third terrified scream. Nines is standing, ever-tall, and with the missing eye and bullet-wound to the arm he's even scarier. One thing you did notice, however, is the lack of blue blood dripping from his wounds. "I hope I wasn't the reason. It's still rather early, but I was able to exit stasis and decided to clean myself up." A hand goes to your forehead, still sluggish, when your attention is caught by how bare your legs are. Your face heats as you spot Nines' LED go yellow, and his head tilt, amused, to the side. "I must have been in deep stasis if I didn't hear you two-"

"No!!!" both you and Gavin screech, cutting Nines off before he can finish his sentence. You dive for the blanket, only half on the bed, and yank it back over your legs. "Fuck no!" Gavin finally struggles to stand, staggering lightly before falling to sit on the bed and letting out a huff. Nines chuckles cheekily, and sits back in his chair. 

"Well, if you two would like to go back to sleep for another hour, we aren't forced to leave just yet." you shake your head, yawning, but the tiredness is quickly easing from your limbs. You lift your arms above you in a mighty stretch, and then let them fall limply to your sides once more with a contented sigh. 

"I don't think I'll be able to get back to sleep again." you stare over at your thirium-stained jeans, frowning. "We have some shit to get done today." your words are mumbled half to yourself, but Gavin mutters his agreement as he begins to hastily pull on his own pants, also ruined by blue blood. "Look away, please." you ask Nines as you pluck your pants from the floor, and he nods, turning around to look out the window. Quickly, you slip your left leg in, and then your right, pulling them up to rest above your hips and buttoning up the fly. Less exposed, you let out a hum, and turn towards the TV. A landline phone is settled beside it, an ancient thing at this point, but your eyes brighten at the sight of it and you let out a little gasp.

"What's up?" Gavin follows you as you hurry to the phone, snapping your fingers to get Nines' attention. 

"Nines! Hank's number!" it dawns on Gavin what you're trying to do, and he answers before the android can, scrambling to get the words out and leaning in close as you typed them in. You rip the handset off of the receiver and hold it up to your ear, listening as it begins to ring. "Come on, come on..." it was early, hardly 7:00 am, and Hank would still be fast asleep, so you were praying that Connor heard the ringing and came to your rescue. Ring, ring, ring, ring, it cut short without an answer. "Shit!" you hiss, and Gavin leaps to type in the number again. Ring, ring, ring, you begin to tap your foot, a habit you seemed to be picking up from Gavin, ring, ring ring, ri-

"Hello...?" Connor's voice, unmistakable. You let out a victorious gasp, grinning ear to ear, and forgetting that you actually have to speak. "Who is this?"