"What do you want? Asshole." The detective sneered as he took another inhale, looking up and down at the polished android. Always looking flawless and uptight, it even made the detective uncomfortable seeing how tight the androids tie where. "Is this the time when I remind you, that smoking isn't good for your health?" The android sighed, looking at the other man. Trying to reach out to him, hoping to find anything that would give some sign. A sign that they could be more, more than colleagues.
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What if DE was in the 1920's? This fanfic takes the best out of the 1920's and Detroit Evolution, making my own AU. Where both futuristic technology and Charleston exits together, the revolution has happen and all androids are deviant, or are they? Androids are the most technologically advanced things, designed by Elijah Kamski himself. They served as both help for the police and as servants before the revolution but now they are consider as their own species, able to have their own homes and rights. Though there are some things that are still seen bad on, and not as acceptable yet by the general public. That is intimate relationship between androids and humans, but there ain't any laws banning them. Also no segregation between humans, only between androids and humans, no laws forbidding queer relationships too.
Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?