queenmarcelinesimagines:

Note: Here’s part one. Part of the #dbh connor repairing service series.

Hank closed the door of his house after you were all inside and quickly scratched the back of Sumo’s ear as a greeting when the dog stopped next to him. His eyes were set on Connor’s back the whole time, watching as the two of you made your way to the living room and eventually got settled on the couch.

He first walked to the kitchen to pick up a glass of whisky from which he took a sip while he moved to the living room’s door. From there he watched as Connor slowly reached out to take your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours as he looked at you.

If he hadn’t known any better he would’ve believed there was something between you two. He wondered what was going on for real and if you acted like this around every other RK800 or other model. All those quick looks you exchanged, the way you touched each other… It was all too familiar.

Seeing Connor, though, the android who’d been sent to capture deviants in the first place, turning into one himself was strange to say the least.

“What will happen to me now?” Connor asked you with a confused look on his face.

“As long as it stays between us… nothing,” you began as you ran your free hand through your hair and stopped to scratch the back of your neck. “But you’ll have to learn how to make it look like everything was okay with you.”

Connor tilted his head to the side with a questioning look on his face. “So I’m not okay,” he stated.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” you immediately assured him. “You’ll just have to learn how to act like a simple, non-deviant machine when you come to CyberLife.”

“You’ll be fine,” Hank finally spoke up while he walked over to the armchair that he quickly occupied. “Just do as we say, this is all that matters.”

Connor let go of your hand and placed his palms in his thighs as he thought for a few seconds. “Act like a machine… Why does it sound like this is going to be harder than I think?” he asked, his eyes traveling back and forth between the two of you.

“Maybe because it’s true.”

“Hank is right,” you pointed out as you leaned back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. For a few seconds you remained silent, thinking about how to phrase what was on your mind. “You’re clearly becoming a deviant so your personality is changing,” you said eventually.

Upon hearing this, Hank raised a hand. “And you have a personality to begin with,” he noted jokingly with a smile.

You couldn’t really help but smile at him. “That’s true.”

“This is so confusing,” Connor said, his voice sounding surprisingly sad and almost depressed. “Are emotions always this confusing?” When both of you nodded silently in response, the android let out a sigh. “It will take a long time to get used to them, I believe.”

You yawned with your hand in front of your mouth. “I should go. It’s getting late and I’m tired,” you noted as you began to stand up.

“No, don’t,” Connor quickly said as he pulled you back down to the couch. “Not yet. Please.”

“Connor, you’ll be fine,” you assured him with a kind smile, putting your hand on his for a second.

“I know, but… Can’t you stay for a little longer?”

Hank watched the two of you for a while, still finding your non-verbal communication unusual. As he tried to convince you, Connor looked genuinely desperate, while Hank also noticed how hard you found it to say no to him.

In the end he took a deep breath and let out a sigh. “Y/N, you can stay for the night if you’d like, I have a guest room you can use,” Hank said before looking at the android on your side with a serious look on his face. “Connor will stay on the couch.”

“That’s a great idea,” Connor said enthusiastically with a wide smile.

You didn’t say yes right away, in fact, you took your time and carefully weighed your options. “Alright, fine,” you said after a while. “Thank you, Hank.”

“You’re welcome.”

After this, for some reason, none of you spoke up. To fight the silence Hank turned on the TV, though no one really paid attention to it. You eventually fell asleep, slowly leaning against Connor who wrapped his arm around you without thinking much about it.

Hank didn’t take his eyes off the two of you, as the sight made him think about how this whole situation felt like he was watching his son being around his very first girlfriend. All the awkward touches and the looks he gave you reminded him of this.

Reminded him of everything he could never experience with Cole.

Once he finished his drink to get his real son out of his head, Hank cleared his throat. “Connor, can we talk in the kitchen?”

“Sure, but she’s asleep and I don’t want to wake her,” Connor replied quietly as he glanced down at you.

“Just move slowly and she’ll be fine.”

Connor did as he was told, carefully holding you until he got off the couch and laid you down gently, his hand brushing a strand of hair out of your face in the end.

He clearly didn’t want to leave you which made Hank consider delaying this conversation until the morning. But in the end he decided that it would be the best if you got this over with as soon as possible so he cleared his throat to get the android’s attention.

“What is it, Hank?” Connor asked once they reached the kitchen and sat down by the table.

“I know you have bigger problems right now but there’s something I need to know. What’s going on between you two?”

Connor froze for a second and the LED light on his temple briefly turned yellow. “I don’t think I know what you mean,” he said eventually.

“Don’t play dumb, you know perfectly well I’m talking about you and Y/N,” Hank said with a roll of his eyes, keeping his voice down so you wouldn’t wake up. “What’s going on? Are you together?”

“We’re… We’re not.”

“Is she like this with every other android at CyberLife?” he continued the improvised interrogation.

Connor shook his head. “As far as I know she’s not.”

“Have you ever kissed her?”

“What? No!”

“But do you want to?” He didn’t respond but Hank noticed how the LED light suddenly turned red which made him laugh. “Connor? Come on, tell me.”

He remained silent for long seconds as he tried to figure out what to say to this. Hank didn’t want to push him more than this so he waited patiently now, hoping Connor would eventually answer him.

“I don’t know,” the android spoke up. “Maybe. But only if she also wanted me to kiss her.”

Once again, Hank laughed. “You’re a good kid, Connor,” he said proudly. “Alright, I’ll call it a day and go to sleep now. Since Y/N is already asleep just try not to wake her, okay?” When Connor nodded, he spoke up again. “Good night.”