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Connor hadn’t been sure who he expected to be at his front door… but he didn’t expect Declan. He wasn’t sure when he thought he’d ever see the man again – he knew that, since this was police work, secretive or undercover missions could last for years. So, he’s frozen for a moment, maybe two, but before he says anything he takes the steps forward to wrap his arms around Declan’s torso, holding him as close to himself as he could.
❛ — how long are you staying? ❜ he couldn’t help but to ask, he didn’t want to find out last minute again that he’d be leaving him for some undetermined amount of time.
Declan lets out a sigh as he wraps his arms around Connor tight. So relived Connor took him back, a handle cradled the back of Connor’s head as the taller android buried his face in Connor’s shoulder. So happy to have his beloved back in his arms again.
“I’m not going anywhere any time soon.” In fact Declan hadn’t even told Fowler he had returned, not wanting to jump right back into work. The man said he deserved some time off for whatever hell he’s been through. Declan pulled his face away to press a soft kiss to Connor’s cheek.
“I’m all yours.”
















