Programming

"I'm not falling in love with you because I'm programmed to," I begin, causing her to look up at me through her lashes. "I love you in spite of it. Every emotion I've felt is because of you, how I feel, what I've done for you, goes against everything I was made for." I took her breathlessness from the kiss as an excuse to let it all out. Finally knowing what to say.
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Or I've been watching a lot of playthroughs of an old game and not finding the exact fanfiction that I was lookin for so I made it. You're a human front desk agent for the detroit police precinct during the rebellion. (y/n) kinda sucks life outta the story so none of that, It's all first person POV switching between you and connor. This is my first DBH fic and I own none of the pictures, Just thought they were good visuals, enjoy.
(T/W for mature themes and gun violence.)