RK800//Connor x Reader

T H I R T Y S E V E N

You looked over the evidence with Hank and Connor from the mission you had been taken off of, you were thankfully able to return to this. You looked at the pictures from a few crime scenes, despite the blood and detached limbs you actually didn't feel nauseous or afraid like before. Of course you still found it disgusting that anyone...or thing..could do something like this to people. You were very hopeful that the chapter of being deathly afraid of that gore was over and you could do your job again. Hank snatched the tablet you were viewing the crime scene photos on from you,

"Kid, can you stop smiling? You're creepin' me the fuck out."

You didn't even realize that you were smiling to yourself, a nervous laugh fell from your lips,
"S-Sorry. I'm just really happy to be on this case again."

"I've never seen someone so excited about homicide, ya fuckin weirdo." he quietly laughed as he playfully teased you

"I'm sorry. I just missed it." you slightly smiled

You looked over at Connor and he seemed extremely focused as he reviewed something,
"What is it?" you asked

"Well last time me and Hank were out there were these tiretracks..we thought they belonged to the owner of the house and that he was attacked as soon as he came home but, that's not possible because the house didn't belong to the victim."

"So the victim was brought there?"

"Exactly, and the car seems to be a very old model. It's possible that we could put out an APB for the car."

"Hell yeah! Let's catch this fucker!" you basically exclaimed, earning a surprised look from Connor

"It seems you've been spending a lot of time with Hank, huh?" he slightly smiles

The older man smiled with pride as he patted your back, you chuckled at this.
"So is that all we can do?" you asked

"I'm afraid that's the closest thing we have to catching this...'fucker'."

you snorted before busting out into laughter, it was very odd to hear the android curse; like hearing a small child use vulgar language. Hank gave in a chuckle, deciding that it was way too funny to scold. Connor watched as you basically died of laughter, a smile apparent on his face. You finally calmed yourself,
"Jesus, Connor, I never thought I'd hear you curse but I'm certainly glad I have."

Hank shook his head with a grin before signing
"I think we deserve a few drinks, how about Jimmy's Bar?"

You shrugged,
"Sure." you all left the evidence room
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Hank parked in front of the bar and you all quickly got out,
"Y'wanna know somethin? This is actually where me and Connor met. They didn't even allow androids at the time." he approached the door

"Really?" you asked, quite surprised and hoping for more story

"I came here to get Hank since I was assigned to assist him on a case. He really hated me before.." Connor slightly smiled before you all entered. You looked around the establishment as you followed Hank to a booth. You didn't notice the few stares you were getting from some of the drunk patrons but Connor most certainly did. He saw the way the men looked all over your body and the places where they stopped to take in the sight, this made a certain emotion rise in him as he glared at them. He made sure to walk directly behind you to not give them anymore to stare at once you passed, you looked at him in confusion,
"Connor, what are you doing?" you nervously laughed at how close he was behind you

"I don't want to alarm you, Y/n but those men are staring at you," he mumbled as he made sure to catch their annoyed expression toward the android blocking their view; staring daggers into them, " I don't like it. I don't like it at all."

You smiled and grabbed his hand before pulling him into the booth with you,
"It's fine, everything is fine. I hope you're not jealous? They don't matter to me." you held his hand tightly

"No, it's not that--It's different. I hate the way their eyes are objectifying you, it's disturbing and they should certainly respect you."

You slightly smiled at him,
"Well not everyone is as perfect as you, seriously though ,Connor, it's fine."

Hank slightly smiled, he asked you what you wanted to drink before he approched the bar. You sat in the seat with Connor, he looked down at you after watching to make sure no one was looking at you.
"You look very beautiful tonight." he softly spoke

You scoffed and laughed quietly,
"Connor, I look a mess, I'm still in my work clothes and the bags under my eyes are horrible." you pushed your slightly disheveled hair behind your ear

"It doesn't matter, you're beautiful," he kissed your cheek, "And not just tonight."

You felt heat rise in your cheeks as you giggled,
"C-Connor, you don't have to compliment me."

"I want to. I want you to know how amazing you are, more than anything." he held your hand tightly

you smiled more as you blushed even more intensly, you laughed nervously; not sure what to say. Hank brought back your drinks and rolled his eyes as he saw your closeness,
"Please don't make me the third wheel." he slightly grinned

"Sorry, Hank." the android slightly smiled as he looked at you, quickly kissing your cheek again before scooting away just a bit; only to make sure Hank didn't become uncomfortable. You took the glass and took a sip, you scrunched up your nose as you felt the burn in your throat travel to your chest. Hank chuckled before downing a quarter of his tall glass in one go.
"It's been a while since I've had a drink, actually." you commented

"Yes, I can tell." the older man smirked

You took another sip that lasted longer this time, getting a bit more used to the taste. You and Hank laughed and joked, as you spoke about what Connor and him were like before and Connor even laughed when hand referred to his more factory version as a "robotic asshole". Once it was getting late Connor helped you both to the car and drove both of you drunks back to the house. He somehow managed to help both you and Hank inside. He sat you down on the couch as you giggled at every little thing. He helped Hank into bed before coming to get you, he helped you into his bedroom and you ,being the wobbly mess you were, basically fell back on the bed. You laughed as you sat all the way up, the android removed your shoes for you before handing you your pajamas. He left the room for you to change and you yelled for him to come back in after the struggle with pulling the large shirt on. He laughed quietly once he saw you only had one leg through the shorts,
"I couldn't get them all the way on, I-I kept falling over." you slurred, the android smiled and stood you up carefully as he pulled your shorts up for you. He instructed you to take your arms out the sleeves of your shirt when you complained about the tag hurting your chest so that he could turn it around right. He urged you to drink some of the water he brought you and you quickly chugged it before laying down. He made sure you were okay before turning out the light and changing into his pajamas to climb into bed with you. He held you tightly, making sure to keep a trash bin by his bed in case you woke up in the middle of night to puke.