World of Dreams | Connor (RK800) x Reader
Chapter 1 - An Android Named Connor
Summary: You are an intern at the Detroit Police Department, and you were specifically put under Hank’s wing. You have to shadow him, watching what he does, his cases, everything. His android, Connor finds a peculiar interest in you since the start. Something about you keeps attracting him to you. You are however oblivious to it. Will you cope with the upcoming circumstances?
[A/N] eyyyyy I ain’t dead. I’ve been swamped with exams and shit for the past several WEEKS. I thought I was going to die ya’ll. My previous fanfic of Thanos is under works for now. But this idea intruded into my mind and I just HAD to write it. It’s literally just a slice of life/some violence/LOTS O FLUFF kind of fanfic. So lo BEHOLD, my second fanfic I’ve ever posted. I PROMISE I’ll try to get the Thanos fic finished as fast as possible. Love you guys <3 xoxo
Warning(s): awkward shy reader, mild swearing and shitty writing hahahuhehuah *COUGH*
Note(s): Y/N = Your name | L/N = Last Name
Song Inspiration: Literally this whole fic idea was inspired from ‘Shadows’ by The Midnight [link]
This was it. Your big break. With the second year of college coming to an end, you had to saddle up and hurry on your job experience through internships. Luckily you had been selected in the Detroit police department. You were being assigned to shadow a detective working for the Detroit police department. His name was Hank Anderson, or Detective Hank Anderson. You hoped you could muster up enough experience by working with him.
You stood in front of the police station, rain droplets falling against the thin plastic of your umbrella, gliding down and creating tiny waterfalls for you to admire. Your handbag at your side was already slightly drenched thanks to the small diameter of the umbrella. You stepped towards the entrance, your high heeled black boots splashing against the small puddles of the concrete ground.
You reached your hand up to the steel handle, drawing in a breath you were about to push the door open. The door was automatic, and you almost would have fell forward if you hadn’t found your footing just in time.
Ahhh this is gonna take some getting used to.
The blue and white fluorescent lights hit your eyes. Your eyes scanned the lobby and to your relief, no one had noticed your tiny mishap. You retracted your umbrella and proceeded to the reception desk. The android receptionist smiled upon seeing you walk up.
“Hi, I’m here to see Lt Hank Anderson.” You spoke softly.
“And you are?” the android replied.
“I’m Y/N L/N. The intern who has been assigned to him.”
The android seemed to scan through computer, her eyes moving back and forth very fast.
“Ah, yes. Y/n L/n. Lieutenant Anderson hasn’t arrived yet, but you can wait at his desk.”
Hasn’t arrived? It was 12 pm??
Nevertheless, you thanked the android and proceeded towards the gates. You were certainly lost, the area was huge with so many desks. You asked an android standing still on the side, he pointed in the right direction for you.
As you approached Lt Andersons desk, you noticed a rather slender man sitting on the desk of said Lieutenant. You observed the man’s formal clothing.
Oh, he’s an android. An RK800 model? Never seen that one before.
He was facing away from you as you approached. But somehow he sensed your presence and turned his head around so fast that it almost made you feel dizzy. You saw his— the android’s face completely now. He was…quite handsome according to human standards, he had a certain boyish charm that exuded him.
Upon seeing you, Connor straightened his tie, looking at you with slight curiosity. You looked so young to be working in a police department. He scanned your face, all your details popping out to him in his HUD eyes. You were an intern, it made sense now. He became more curious however, when you extended an arm towards him in a surprisingly friendly manner which he has never experienced, until now. He felt something inside him, perhaps his processors calculating, he ignored it. He took your hand, gently shaking it, perfectly emulating the human gesture.
You, however, felt stupid about yourself. Suddenly you just had to feel like a high school girl seeing a cute guy for the first time. You were a woman dammit! You took a deep breath in a subtle way, surprised at the softness of the android man’s hand.
“You must be the new intern.” Connor exclaimed in a bright and friendly tone, just as he was programmed to do.
“Yes.” You cleared your throat, “I’m Y/N, it’s a pleasure to meet you…?” you stalled.
He seemed so human to you, almost making you forget he was a machine.
“I’m an android sent by Cyberlife to assist Lt Anderson in the deviant cases.” He continued, the smile fading away into a neutral expression.
You slightly nodded at his words then glanced around you. Unsurprisingly, you found some officers staring at you, some in confusion and some in disgust. You were used to it however, compared to the majority of people in Detroit, you were very friendly to androids. You never understood the hatred towards them. They were just doing what they were programmed to do. Yeah, you hoped the idea of them possibly being alive, having emotions. And with the deviant cases increasing in recent years, your hope increased. You always had a soft spot for them, in your eyes they were innocent. It just irked you so much with the unreasonable hatred towards them. They were created by humans and they’re being hated by the same ones who created them. What’s a worse feeling than the feeling you get when you’re rejected by your creator, by your god? Nothing beats it. So you understood the deviants, you empathized with them.
“Miss L/N? Are you alright?” Conner snapped you out of your thoughts, his head tilted slightly. You realized you were staring blankly at a wall.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” You glanced behind Connor at the disheveled mess that was the desk of the Lieutenant, “Do you perhaps know when Mr Anderson will get here?”
“As per my observings he usually gets here between 12pm to 2 pm. If it is a Wednesday, we would be lucky to see him before noon.” Connor said matter-of-factly.
You scowled, you didn’t mind sitting down and just relaxing on social media until he got here, but you really hoped to actually learn stuff with your stay here.
“There he is.” Connor said, glancing behind you.
You turned, the Lieutenant was quite a tousled sight just like his desk. Shaggy grey locks fell on his face, hair that didn’t seemed to be washed in days. His clothes were all crumpled and slightly soaked with…something. A hell of a detective to be paired with for your first intern job. He wore a constant annoyed expression on his face, a complete opposite of Connor. Lt Anderson knitted his eyebrows together at the sight of you.
“Who the hell are you?” his voice was gravelly and rough, he must’ve been hungover. You could even smell the whisky from a few meters away.
“I’m Y/n, you’re intern?” he looked confused, “I’m supposed to be shadowing you. I’m sure Captain Fowler gave you my file?”
Realization spread across his features, he then brought his hand to his face in frustration muttering colorful words under his breath. Hank rushed towards the Captains office, you were right on his tail. He turned around abruptly causing you to almost bump into him.
“You stay right here.” He snarled at you. You nodded shyly and stood where you were as Hank barged into the Captain’s office, obviously scaring the Captain half to death.
You observed as the two argued with each other. Hank’s exterior clearly aggressive and Captain Fowler trying to calm him down. Hank was not taking it, however after a while he seemed to become calm, but he was still irritated. You wondered what happened through the Lieutenant’s career that made him like this. Your head was tilted slightly to side as you watched. Everyone could see what was happening through the glass walls of the room, but they didn’t seem to care. This must’ve happened almost everyday.
Hank stormed out of the room, anger spread clearly across his face. He rushed past you, almost hitting your shoulder with his own if you hadn’t stepped to the side just in time. You followed him to his desk, his android was already sitting obediently on the adjacent side of Hank’s desk.
You stood there awkwardly as Hank took a seat and started browsing through his computer, you were waiting for him to tell you what to do, or maybe give you some work.
Hank looked at you after several seconds passed, “You’re still here.” His voice was strained.
“I was thinking if you could give me something to do.” You replied softly, your nerves were on edge as it is.
Hank observed you, leaning back on his chair, “This your first intern job?” you nodded, you gripped your handbag tightly. “How long you gonna work here for?”
Hanks eyes widened, then muttered a few other colorful words, “This is great, just great.” He muttered sarcastically. He noticed how you wouldn’t sit down on the chair in front of Hank’s desk, “Sit down! Jesus, you’re making me nervous.”
You quickly sat down on the office chair next to Han’s desk, placing your handbag on your lap. Your fingers twitched against the soft faux leather of your handbag. Hank obviously noticed your twitching. He sighed, rubbing his hand over his face in drowsiness.
“Do me a favor,” he started, “Why don’t you go sit with him?” he pointed towards his android, Connor, sitting still at his desk. His ears perked up at the indirect mention of him.
“He’s 100 times more awake than I am at the moment, he knows everything I know about the deviant cases and all that shit.” Hank turned towards Connor, “Tell her everything you now about the cases.” he then proceeded to lean back on his chair, reclining with his legs on the desk.
By the time you got up and rolled your chair towards Connor’s desk, Hank had already started to fucking snore. You couldn’t help but snort at the man.
You pushed the chair into the small cubicle like area, thankfully the area was big enough to fit two office chairs in. Connor gladly gave you space to sit.
Connor observed as you frantically placed your handbag on the desk, bringing a tablet and an electronic pen out. You also brought out your phone, a serene white pair of headphones connected to it. You knew Connor was staring at you, and it made you uncomfortable. Sure, androids tend to stare all the time, since they’re always receiving and giving information from their processors every single second. They were still learning.
You let out a shaky breath then sat down at the chair. Your heart was beating in your throat, and you were sure the android knew. You looked towards Connor and he gave you a small welcoming smile.
“I see you’re into millennial culture.” Connor spoke in a friendly tone, you were taken back. How’d he know? You then glanced down at your wrist, and there laid two friendship bracelets on your wrist, you smiled inwardly.
“I’ve also noticed the background picture of your phone. Synthwave is it? I presume it was a nostalgia time to be reminiscent of the 1980’s in a time where majority of the younger population never lived through that particular decade.”
You smiled and nodded, “Yeah. But I prefer to call it the ‘meme culture’.”
There was a small amount a silence between the two of you, before Connor spoke again.
“I assume you listen to Synthwave. I find the music quite interesting, there is a certain warm, comfortable tone to it.” Connor glanced to the ceiling for a second before resting his eyes on your form.
You noticed his movements were quite stiff, that was a sure characteristic of androids. But you were thankful he was trying to make conversation with you, ease you down more. But you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the way his expressions moved, they were so human like, movement so real compared to his body. The small brown locks of his bounced whenever he moved his head, a single lock of rebellious hair fell in a different direction from the other uniformed locks.
And his face, my oh my. If he were human, all the women would swoon over him. But you were sure him not being human wouldn’t stop you.
“What do you think?” Connor chirped, bringing you out of your admiration for him.
Connor tilted his head, “Memes.” His voice came out so soft that you swore you almost collapsed.
Wait, did he just go on a rant about memes?
“Oh…yeah, they’re great.” You brought your attention back to your pad, then back at Connors computer. He already had deviant cases displayed on the computer. “So, about the deviant cases?”
“Yes.” Connor turned towards the computer, he started to overly explain every single detail of each case. You didn’t mind though, it gave you more reason to become more involved with each task that was given to Hank. You just hoped you could see an actual crime scene along the way. Your palms tingled with excitement at the thought. Yes, you did have simulated crime scenes in college, but something about experiencing one in real life would give you such a thrill.
Connor was scrolling through each case before scanning them all at once. You were amazed at the sheer amount. You almost felt for Lt Anderson, taking up so many cases at this age might take a toll.
“Holy shit that’s a lot of cases.” You muttered to yourself. You knew the appearance of deviants were increasing year by year, but these were cases lasting over 6 months. You were baffled.
Hank grunted in agreement beside you both.
You hadn’t realized he stopped snoring and was staring at his computer screen, looking through the same files.
“An HX300 has been reported to have killed a man last night in his apartment. I think it’s best if we start there for today.” Connor chimed.
With a long groan, Hank got up from his seat, “Alright, let’s go.”
You and Connor got up from your seat, but Hank stopped you. “Hey, what are you doing?”
You glanced at him whilst placing your things back into your handbag, “I’m…supposed to be shadowing you?” you retorted, a little sass in your voice.
Hank stared at you for a few seconds, grumbled then began to walk out of the police station. You hurried to catch up with the two detectives. You were excited, your palms were sweaty, and blood rushed through you with thrill.
This was your first crime scene, and on the first day. You couldn’t help but wonder what other surprises and wonders awaited you on this journey.
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