Ok ok ok I'm totally new here, but I just thought of this and I just tried to find an imagine blog ASAP: Hank and Daughter!Reader going through old photos and Hank decides to embarrass his Daughter by showing them to her significant other Connor who is just. fascinated by human growth IM SORRY
[I’m sorry, this had taken more than a day to write since I was uncertain about Hank being in character - I deleted the first draft and tried doing a better one - but thank you for sending this request in!]
“Jesus Christ, when was the last time you cleaned this place?”
You turned to your father, the waste that was clearly present in the house going unnoticed by the former lieutenant and detective. Despite him having said before that he’d manage living by himself and that he was ‘more than happy to have you two fucking lovebirds move out’, you well and truly didn’t take his word for it - and you were right to not to.
“…Don’t give me that look kiddo, I haven’t had the time to clean lately-”
The smell of whiskey lingered on him, and the fact you chose to visit him after work hours meant otherwise - the empty bottles and cans of alcohol left in the living room and kitchen making his whole house smell that of Jimmy’s Bar. You crossed your arms, staring your father down as he raised his hands up in surrender, groaning as you started to clean the house.
“Your old man can take care of himself just fine _____, I just didn’t expect visitors today.”
“Connor told me that you passed out on the floor from playing russian roulette before.”
He muttered ‘fucking android’ at that, his partner being too preoccupied in petting Sumo to notice the look your father gave him, before he also started to help you clean - his LED brightening as you placed a kiss on his cheek as he fetched you plastic bags and some cleaning tools.
“I could use some help ‘old man’, I’m not touching your old boxes of take out!”
You yelled from the kitchen, as he shook his head with a sigh - a part of him uncertain about where you got that stubbornness of yours from - following the two of you as he also started to tidy the place, the cleaning session taking about two hours before you deemed it clean enough.
“Lieutenant, I found this behind your bookshelves - what is it?”
Connor handed Hank an old dusty leather bound book, the detective trying to recall what this was before blowing off the dust - a single character of Kanji being embedded as his eyes widened - a photo of an ultrasound scan being placed on the front page, a note reading ’_____ Anderson - first trimester’ in the top right hand corner.
“Holy shit it’s _____’s baby photos - I haven’t seen these things in years.”
The RK800 android’s LED brightened in curiosity, as he stared at the photo - you seemed so small and content, but also so fragile in your mother’s womb - your internal organs being the size of his hand. He’d never seen a human being that vulnerable, but there was something about it that seemed to make Hank smile softly.
“_____ was tiny, but that never stopped them from tormenting their mother twenty-four seven…”
He sat on the sofa, Connor joining him as he turned to the next page - one more ultrasound scan being shown on the next page, this one being taken during _____’s second trimester - you were a lot more bigger, your hands raised slightly whilst your eyes remained closed - still remaining in a fetal position. His LED turned amber, processing the fact that this used to be you before.
“They used to kick their mother all the time until they came out into the world, boy was she relieved.”
“What are you two doing - Oh my god, is that my baby photos?!”
You felt your face grow hot as you entered the living room, your father having shown Connor the photo of you as a newborn, eyes still closed shut whilst in your Mother’s arms - having patched hair with a pure toothless smile. His eyes lit up at the sight, comparing the newborn you to the you now - noting that you’ve changed a lot throughout the years.
“Well you made me bust my ass cleaning for two hours, so I thought I should show Connor some things.”
You ran your fingers through your hair with a mutter, leaning on the sofa as Hank turned to the next page, a photo of him trying to teach you to walk as you held the police officer’s hands - your eyes focused on the floor as your hair grew out - having taken after your mother when it came to your appearance, but moreso the father when it came to personality.
“Well, considering the fact that Connor and I have been together for about a year, and that you’re also showing him my baby photos - does this mean he’s officially part of the family?”
You teased, your father closing the book as you reached for Connor’s hand - hands intertwined as the former lieutenant and detective stared at the two of you.
“He’s been part of the family since he took a fucking bullet for you thanks to that last case with the WR600 deviant.”
He grumbled, as Connor’s LED brightened - your eyes doing the same as you hugged the old man - tears threatening to fall from your eyes as the android smiled, Hank himself having a small smile as he had to get used to calling the ‘fucking android’ his son-in-law.
“By the way lieutenant, how do you feel about having grandchildren?”
“Wait, how the fuck would you two even- wait don’t fucking answer that…”
Hank ran his fingers through his hair, waving the two of you off as he headed back inside his house - Sumo joining him on the sofa as he turned to the last page of the photobook - the last photo being of you graduating the Detroit Police Academy as he pinned your badge, a proud smile on his face.
“I can’t believe the kiddo’s finally all grown up.”
