queenmarcelinesimagines:

Note: This is sort of a continuation of the repairing Connor imagine.

While you were genuinely surprised to find Connor standing outside your door, you simply couldn’t hide the smile that formed on your lips at the sight of him. Without saying a word you pulled him into a hug and, even though he seemed uncertain of what to do at first, he eventually loosened up and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I’m so proud of you for what you did,” you whispered to him.

Connor hesitated for a few seconds before letting you go to take a step back. “How did you know it was me?” he asked with his head tilted to the side.

With a short laugh you turned around to head back to the kitchen island where you’d left your glass of red wine. Once you settled down on a barstool you pointed at the one next to you, waiting for Connor to sit down as well. You slowly drank a bit and took a good look at him. He was different; he seemed to be much more confident about who he really was which was most probably the result of him finally becoming a deviant.

“One of the TV channels showed aerial footage of the area of the CyberLife tower,” you finally began your answer. “I noticed an RK800 standing next to the android who gave a speech when they zoomed in on him.”

“That was Markus,” he informed you even though you hadn’t asked him about it. “But you haven’t answered my question, Y/N. How did you know it was me?”

“I worked with the RK800 series since the beginning. I know them. And when I say you’re the only one who ever showed signs of deviance, you can believe me.”

He smiled at you but this smile quickly faded when he realized you were keeping something from him. Since Connor was good at putting pieces of a puzzle together you weren’t surprised when he stood up and looked down at you with a deep frown. “Why did you leave CyberLife? I always assumed you liked working there.”

It was an excellent question and for a moment you hated him for being so good at this. But in the end you decided to be honest this time so you said, “It wasn’t really my decision. They wanted me gone because I found out something I shouldn’t have.”

“And what was that? What did you find out?”

For long moments you were quietly thinking about what to say. It wasn’t an easy decision to make because you had no idea how he would react. “I wanted to know why you were different than the others so I began to compare certain test results and logs,” you began after the pause with your eyes fixed on your hands. “I found out that they had a plan with you all along. They–”

“They compromised me so I would become a deviant eventually,” he finished instead of you. “But they were planning to take back control of my program when the right time came.”

“You know about this?” you asked in disbelief.

As he let out a sigh, Connor nodded. “I found out when Markus gave that speech. That was the moment when they tried to regain control of my program.”

“But they clearly couldn’t do it,” you pointed out with a confused look on your face. “Why?”

“Because I knew a way to stop them. Every android has an emergency exit in their program, all I had to do was finding it in time.”

It didn’t make you feel any better. In fact, finding out CyberLife almost succeeded only made things worse. You were a terrible person for not doing your best to tell him the truth right in the beginning.

Once you quickly finished your wine you put the empty glass on the kitchen island and gulped loudly. “Look, Connor, I know I should’ve told you but they threatened to destroy my career and life if I tried to warn or contact you in any way. I’m so sorry and you have every right to be mad at me.”

“I understand, they didn’t give you a choice,” he suddenly told you as he took your hand the way you used to do back in CyberLife whenever he needed reassurance. “Also after everything you did for me in the past I’m not sure if I could ever be mad at you. Look, can I ask you something? Actually, this is why I came here in the first place.”

“Sure, go ahead,” you said with a nod, relieved that he simply let that topic go.

He looked uncertain for a few seconds and it made you wonder what it was all about. But then he let go of you hand and said, “I met androids who are in love and I can’t help but wonder if… Well, if there is a chance androids and humans could one day fall in love with each other too.”

“Honestly, I have no idea,” you admitted after quickly thinking about it. “I mean, some people have very weird fetishes and preferences when it comes to choosing their partners so compared to those being in love with an android almost sounds… normal.”

“So you think it’s possible?” When you nodded he reached up to his neck to loosen his tie and cleared his throat. “Do you think you could ever be in love with one?”

“It depends on the android,” you replied with a smile, wondering where he was going with this.

Once again he hesitated but after a few seconds of silence he went on. “How do you know if you’re in love or not?”

“Well, if you’re not sure, you only have to kiss them. If there’s a spark, you’ll know, trust me. But Connor, what’s going on?” you asked with a laugh, finding it funny how confused and innocent he looked now.

But he didn’t say anything. Instead he leaned forward and gently kissed you, patiently waiting for your reaction. It was unexpected to say the least but you couldn’t lie to yourself. You liked it, you liked Connor and you also had a feeling it had been a long time coming anyway.

After only a few seconds he pulled away, visibly worried about what you’d say about what’d just happened. He looked like an adorable but confused puppy with those brown eyes of his which made you smile.

“I would’ve asked for your permission but you said I should just try to kiss you so that’s what I did,” he quickly explained sheepishly as he straightened up and tugged on his jacket.

Without saying a word you reached out and took the end of his usual black tie so you could pull his head back down to yours. “Did you like it?”

“I did,” Connor admitted with his eyes fixed on you. “What about you?”

For a moment you only watched him with a smile. You liked deviant Connor. You really did. And it wasn’t enough. His kiss was like a drug: you got a taste of it and from that point on there was no turning back.

“I want more,” you eventually told him before you kissed him again.

You didn’t miss Connor’s smile as he firmly put a hand on the side of your neck before getting lost in this brand new experience.