Not So Different | Connor x Gavin Reed | Detroit Become Human Story

Chapter 9: The Good Days

27 hours. 

27 hours since Connor had 'died'. Gavin had been counting. 

Word was spreading that Hank wanted to talk to Gavin because he couldn't find Connor. Gavin had been in hiding at his home. Connor's body was on Gavin's bed. 

He didn't know what to do with him.

He had officially ran out of tears. 

Alcohol was in his hand as he sat in his dining room.

It was his fault that was dead. If hadn't been such an asshole towards him at work and just admitted his undying love for the android... Maybe Connor would still be here with him. 

A few months ago he wouldn't have even dreamed about crying over an android. But now things were different.

A part of him wished he hadn't have dragged Connor into this relationship. The poor android wouldn't have been put through so much stress. He wouldn't have been put through so much confusion and worry.

"I'm sorry, Connor..." he whispered to himself. His heart wouldn't stop aching. This is how Connor must've felt everyday during this relationship.

Just in constant heartache and pain. 

"REED! YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER! GET OUT HERE NOW!" loud bangs emitted from the front door.

Hank. He didn't even know what to say to him. How does one calmly explain to a man that their son is 'dead'? 

Gavin was going to feel forever guilty, that's for sure.

"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW!" 

Gavin then threw his empty bottle at the wall before standing and trudging over to the door.

He had to face Hank at some point... 

"Where the fuck is Connor?" Hank demanded once the door was opened, he grabbed Gavin's collar forcefully.

"I... I..." Gavin couldn't find the words. 

Hank then noticed that Gavin's eyes were red and bags had formed under them, "What... what happened?" he let go of Gavin.

Gavin turned away from him, "I... I'm so sorry, Hank." 

"Something is definitely off with you, Reed. You never apologise or... cry."

"It's my fault..." his breath hitched in his throat. 

Hank was confused. A part of him knew that Gavin's state had something to do with Connor but... Since when did Detective Asshole get emotional over an android?

"Where's Connor?" he asked, his own voice becoming shaky. 

"I-I take full responsibilty, Hank. Y-You have full permission to punch me or shoot me or whatever makes you happy..." he turned back to face Hank.

Hank couldn't believe what he was seeing. Actual tears were falling from Gavin's eyes, "Gavin... Where's Connor?" 

Gavin's eyes glanced towards the staircase, "My room..." he felt the lump in his throat grow bigger and the pain in his heart get stronger.

Hank cautiously made his way up the stairs. 

Multiple thoughts hit Gavin's brain. 

He would never be able to kiss that stupid fucking smile off of the android's face ever again. 

He would never be able to show him how much he actually loved his plastic ass. 

He would never be able to express just how sorry he was.