You feel a cold touch against your cheek and you shoot upwards. "Woah. Bad choice." You say wincing. "You shouldn't have gotten up that quickly." A voice says causing you to fall out of bed. "Owww." You groan. Connor kneels. "Come on. Hank says we have another case." Connor says. "Help." You mumble. He grabs your hand and helps you up. You look at him and he looks at you. His hand was still in yours. You clear your throat and Connor let's go. "My apologies Y/n. I'll be downstairs if you need me." Connor says.

You get dressed and walk downstairs when you slip. Connor saw and sprints to you before you fall and catches you. "Are you alright Y/n!?" Connor asks. You get up and look to see what you slipped on. A sock. Your dumbass slipped on a sock. "Yeah I'm good. Let's go." You laugh at your stupidity. You hail a taxi and you and Connor sit in the back. It was gonna be a while before you reached the crime scene.

You sat in the backseat with Connor. You look out the window at the people that pass by, when your fingers touch Connor's. You look down to see his hand near yours. He doesn't move. Curious to his reaction you slide your fingers into his, intertwining them.

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Strangely enough he began to hold your hand. Neither of you let go either. You simply stayed like that till the taxi arrived at Stratford tower.

You got out the car as did Connor. Hank was already at the front waiting for you. Connor straightened his tie and walked out. So there you stood. The elevator took a little bit so Connor pulled out a coin, confusing the hell out of you. You watch Connor basically use witchcraft to play with the coin. Hank however got very annoyed by the sounds of the coin bouncing from palm to palm. So before he could say anything you spoke. "That's really cool."You say staring intently at the coin. Connor smiled a little.

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You blushed looking at the ground and the sound of the elevator door was like music to your awkward little ears. A cop greets you and Hank. "Shit What's going on here? There was a party no one told me about it?" Hank asks the cop. "Yeah it's all over the news, so everyone's butting their nose in it. Even the FBI wants a piece of the action." He sighs. "Shit, just what we need journalists."You sigh. "Fuck that, now we got the feds on our backs... ah, I knew this was gonna be a shitty day." Hank groans. "So what do we got?" Hank asks. "A group of four androids. They knew the building and they were very well organized. I'm still tryna figure out how they got this far without being noticed." The cop says. You sigh. "This is kinda big.." you mumble. "There's alot to look at." The cop says. You heard voices in another room. "They attacked two guards in the hallway. They probably thought the androids were coming to do maintenance. They got taken down before they could react." You listen in.

Hank looks over at the help desk and you walk through the doors. "One of the station employees managed to get away. He's in shock we're not sure when we'll be able to talk to him." The cop says. Hank looks around and you and Connor look at each other before looking away. Of course Hank took notice. You and Connor walk into the broadcasting room and look around. "Oh Holy hell." You groan when you see who the FBI agent is. "You know him?" Connor whispers. "Yeah. He's a ass. Reminds me way too much of Reed." You mumble.

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"Oh lieutenant this is special agent Perkins from the FBI. Lieutenant Anderson is in charge of investigating for Detroit Police." The cop introduces. He looks over to Connor who's standing close to you in a somewhat protective manner. "What's that?" Perkins asks. "My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife." Connor greets. You smile at the greeting that you've heard so many times. " androids investigating androids huh? You sure you want an android hanging around. After everything that happened?" Perkins says. You glare.  "Whatever. The FBI will take over the investigation, you'll be off the case--" Hank cuts him off. "Pleasure meeting you, have a nice day." Hank says already annoyed. "And you watch your step." Perkins says. You frown. "Y/n. Good to see you again." He says. You felt uncomfortable. He made you so damn uncomfortable you were sure he was the textbook definition of uncomfortable. "You know that prick?" Hank asks you. You groan. "So don't want to talk about it." You sigh. "I'll be near by, if you need anything just ask." The cop says. "Thank you." You mumble.

Connor begins to look around and you and Hank stand next to each other. "So. You and the kid?" Hank mumbles. "What do you mean?" You ask. "Why did he stay over?" He asks. "He stayed over because he was concerned I wasn't sleeping." You sigh. "So?" Hank asks. "So, he slapped a bandaid on my face and I conked out." You groan. "...Romantic" Hank jokes. You blush. If you'd been awake... would you have...

"Y/n, you're going red on me... did something actually happen?" Hank asks. "No... it... didn't-- I... no."You stammer. "Y/n... Realize what you're getting yourself into by falling for this android." Hank tells you. "Are you saying this as my father figure or my partner?" You ask. "Both." Hank states. "Hank I know... And I tell myself that. But then I see his face... and those eyes... and I just--" You sigh.

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You didn't realize it but Connor could hear what you were saying. "Hey, hey, I'm not getting on to you. I'm saying be careful. Y'know... I don't want you getting hurt." Hank says putting a hand on your back. "Thanks." You say smiling slightly. "Dad."You added causing Hank to choke on his spit. Your laugh fills Connor's ears.

Eventually Connor moves his investigation to the roof and you look around. You took notice of the electric blue blood splattered across the bottom of a metal wall. Connor looks around with you and Hank observing everything. You noticed Connor pick up on something. He starts walking towards what you assume to be a storage room. He opens the door and you see Connor get shot. "CONNOR!" You scream causing Hank to turn around and run over. The android stumbles out and you freeze.

It was Simon. "S-Simon." You mumble in shock. You couldn't move. Seeing Simon made it impossible for you to move. Simon looked at you with suprise. He mouthed something but you couldn't be sure. Hank grabs your arm and Connor's pulling you away. "You have to stop them! If they destroy it, we won't learn anything!" Connor says to you and Hank. "We can't save it! It fired at us Connor, it's too late!" You explain. Connor runs out behind the cover. "CONNOR NO!" You scream. He skillfully dodges the bullets and grabs Simon's arm. He scans it before Simon shoots himself and Connor shoots backward in shock. You sprint to him. "Connor are you okay!?" You ask. You see his gunshot wounds. "Yeah, I think I'm the one that needs to fix that.."You mumble. "Okay.." He says. His voice was uncharacteristically shaky and broken. "I'm okay." He whimpers. You frown. "For fucks sake I told you to stay put!" Hank yells at Connor. "I was connected to its memory. When it fired..." Connor says in a shaky voice. "I... I felt it die... Like I was dying." He whimpers. "I was scared." Connor admits. You place a warm hand on his cheek. "Hey its okay.." you say in a attempt to soothe him. "I saw something...In its memory... a word... painted on a piece of rusty metal.... 'Jericho'" He breathes. Your eyes widened. So you were right. Simon mouthed "Find Jericho." To you. He probably told you out of hopes you'd find it before Connor or the cops him downstairs.

Hank hailed a taxi. You three got inside and sat in a uncomfortable silence. "So why is Connor going to your house?" Hank asks. "I told you, I'm going to take the bullet out and make sure he's okay." You groan. "Can I ask you two something?" Connor asks. "Sure." You say in a attempt to change the subject. "What exactly is a kiss?" Connor asks. The spontaneous kiss question made you blush. "Aha... uhm..." you stutter.

Hank rolls his eyes. "It's a intimate way of showing your feelings. Usually in a romantic way." Hank says. "You're really good at explaining this to him" You mumble. "I think the meaning is interpreted by the area of the kiss." You begin. "Really? What do you mean?" Connor asks. "Well.. hm... a kiss on the forehead is more of a pure kind of love as is a kiss on the lips. A kiss on the cheek is a hinted romantic love or a friendly love. A kiss on the neck is... Aha. Lustful." You explain. "I see." Connor says. "Why the sudden curiosity?" You ask. "Hank keeps talking about things like that so I figured I'd ask what it meant." Connor explains. "Ah." You mumble in realization. You feel a small sense of disappointment.

The taxi arrives at your place and you get out the car as does Connor. Hank smirks and you groan. "It's not that Hank." You say walking away. You open the door and walk in. "Well the antiseptic and bandages are still out so. Take a seat." You tell him. Connor sits and takes off his jacket. "So. Can you heal yourself or do I need to take you to CyberLife" You ask. "I can heal myself I just need the bullet removed." He states. You blush and sigh "Alright um.... Connor I need you to..take.... t-take-" "Y/n." "I need you to take your shirt off!" You squeak turning the other way. Connor nods and unbuttons his shirt. "Is it seriously necessary to make a android this attractive?" You thought to yourself. You turn around and there he is, sitting on your couch. No shirt. Holy shit.

"So CyberLife made you ripped." You joke. Naturally Connor didn't get it. "Nevermind." You laugh to yourself. You grab a pair of tweezers. "Can you feel pain?" You ask. "Of sorts. If something like a gunshot wound is brought on and the pain is too severe, it shuts off the pain censors. A punch to the stomach however, I can feel." Connor explains. "Oh... neat."  You say wanting to facepalm. Connor gives you small smile and you blush.

"So... Are you... okay?" You ask. "I'm fine. Why?" Connor asks. "You felt fear today." You say. Connor looks at the fire place. "Yes... I did..." He mutters. "Connor can I ask you something?" You say. You were almost done with the bullet. However you wanted a excuse to bolt if this didn't go well so you were prolonging it. "Yes?" Connor asks. "...if you were given the choice... would you become deviant?" You ask. Connor blinks. A long awkward silence filled between you two."If this was a week ago I would've told you instantly no. That machines don't feel. And if you asked me yesterday I would've said maybe. Now I... I don't know what to think. Even if the first thing I felt was fear it was still me feeling something." Connor mumbles. You couldn't read his expression. Was it good? bad? You don't know. "Y/n... Can I try something? With you?" He asks.

You nod confused. He places a hand on your cheek. You blush

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He looks into your eyes

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He kisses you. You were surprised but you kissed back. He pulls away and looks at you. But this time it was different. Really different. Instead of the vacant look of a android you saw emotion. A flicker in his eye that showed life. He looked... Happy.

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Connor stands up and you look at him confused. "Uh... you good?" You ask. "I'm.... I... I'm sorry Y/n I need to go." Connor states. You felt sadness. "...Did I do some--" "No- No no. You're fine. I just. I need to give my mission report." Connor assures you. "Okay?" You say confused. You hand him his shirt and he pulls you back for another kiss. He pulls away and puts his shirt back on and ties his tie. "Connor... I... Uhm... thanks." You blurt out. Connor raises a eyebrow confused. "For what?" He asks. "...Kissing me... I guess." You blurt out. "Then... you're welcome." Connor says. He takes his jacket and walks out and you sit on your couch deep in thought.