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You woke up due to someone shaking your shoulder, groaning as you sat up from your desk chair. Stretching hard, blurry eyes trying to focus on your surroundings as you rubbed them. You spotted the familiar sleek uniform and grunted.

"Ngh. . .hey Connor. . .ugh, what time is it?"

"It is 3:46 PM as of now and today's date is September 25th. You've been sleeping for approximately ten hours due to you doing another allnighter of work for CyberLife. You really should sleep more, Doctor (Y/N). You've been awake for seventy two hours and that is not considered a healthy lifestyle for humans." Connor spoke, direct as ever but you were starting to fall asleep again on your desk. Your head bobbing as if you were in a trance when the android said the word 'sleep'.

Connor moved your shoulder again, harder this time, causing you to groan in protest. "Wake up Doctor! You'll miss the staff meeting at 4 PM, it's important and urgent."

You didn't move, only your eyes fluttering and muttering about 'CyberLife assholes' and 'stupid meetings'. You felt him step back, and walk away from your relaxed person. Thank God. Now you could sleep cozily. Weird, last time you tried to skip a meeting by trying to catch up on sleep, Connor had to pour—

Your eyes widened, and you sat up so fast you saw stars.

"Wait! I'm awake! Don't! I'm up, I'm up!"

Your eyes saw Connor put down a small bottle of water that he had in his hand that he took from your mini fridge.

"Oh, you're awake." His lips pulled back to show teeth. "That's good. I didn't want to have to wake you up like that again. I recall you weren't very receptive, to put it lightly, on my manner of rousing you up the last time this occurred." He started walking to the entrance of your workshop to the right of your desk and turned towards you, still with his lips pulled back. "Come on, the meeting will start any moment now."

You stared at him, unmoving from your seat. You then moved your arm and pointed.

"What. . . Is that?"

Connor's lips went into a frown.

"What is what? Can you please elaborate?"

"That," you motioned your hand towards him, "whatever you were doing with your mouth. You were baring your teeth at me."

"What? This?" He pulled back his lips again, showing his teeth. It looked so weird. "I'm smiling, isn't this how you do it?" He said, talking oddly due to him making his lips form into what Connor calls a smile when it's anything but.

"No. That is not a smile." You corrected, tone mock seriousness. "You're just pulling your lips back and showing me those perfect white teeth of yours. It looks more like you're grimacing or that you're constipated or something."

His frown deepened.

"Oh." He looked down to the floor and then back up again. "I just thought that since you smile so often, I would give it a try to take note if you are receptive towards me doing it and to experiment if me doing so would cause you to go to the AM Suite program meeting faster. I won't do it again if you are that repulsed by it."

You stood up from your swiveling desk chair, and went towards him until you were in front of the advanced detective android. Expression from mocking to concern, a single brow up.

"Connor, no. I'm not repulsed by it." Your mouth curved into a smile. "I'm amused by it. I was joking, don't worry. Although, I would suggest not doing that in front of others. I don't think they'll get what you're trying to do." You snickered, thinking up scenarios of others looking in a mix of bewilderment and worry at the android who's just trying to appear friendly and not at all trying to drop a deuce.