Hi! Me again. I think I now read all Connor x male reader fan fics and I need more. So that is my request. Connor x male reader. Also, If you are comfortable doing so, could you add a little bit of spice? Not much. And only as long as you are comfortable. Luv u
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A/N: Thank you again for the requests, we really appreciate it! Unfortunately neither of us feel comfortable writing spice yet, but I tried to make it seem like he’s head-over-heels for the reader instead! Most dialogue at the start is taken from the actual game, I think it’s obvious where it doesn’t become canon anymore.
Connor was determined to catch these deviants; they had caused too much harm, and he was ready to put an end to them. "Hank," he heard Fowler’s voice, turning, he saw a young man in uniform behind him. "This is Detective L/N; he will also assist you in your cases." He continued. Before Hank could complain, Fowler had left the group. "Evening Lt." You give a quick nod to the older man. He groans before muttering a greeting. Connor couldn’t help but stare, you seemed.. different. Your gaze turns to the android "And who might you be?" You send a small smile his way. "My name is Connor, I’m the android sent by Cyberlife." He quickly rises from his seat, offering it to you instead. You thank him as you take a seat, hastily checking through deviant cases as Connor stands beside you.
Hank had taken both you and Connor to ‘Chicken Feed’, his favourite food truck. You stood against one of the tables with Connor as Hank stood in front of the vendor, ordering food for himself. "I don’t mean to alarm you, Detective, but I think Hank’s friends are engaged in illegal activities." You couldn’t help but chuckle at the android, this wasn’t your first time being partnered up with Hank, so you knew not to worry. "People do what they can to get by, I think it’s fine as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone." You shrug. Connor slowly nods, your laugh making his circuits buzz; he felt what he assumed, people call, butterflies? He had never felt his insides do that before and made a note to talk about it with Amanda later. You pat him on the shoulder and say, "Don’t worry ‘bout Hank; he's a bright guy." Connor felt his skin heat up at the touch, his fan speeding up as he overheated. Now he was worried. Before you could ask if he was alright, Hank had come with his meal.
It wasn’t until after you had met Kamski that you brought his behaviour up. He had chosen not to shoot Chloe, instead choosing to lose any information he could’ve gained from Kamski. You had all met back up on the bridge. Hank sat on the bench facing the river as you and Connor leaned against the railing. You looked over at the android beside you. "Why didn’t you shoot her, Connor?" You meekly asked. Connor’s face scrunched up, "I-I’m not sure, I just couldn’t." He looked down, staring at the water instead of at you. "Con" His eyes drift upward, the same butterflies rising in his chest. "You showed empathy, empathy’s a human emotion, Connor." Connor felt conflicted at that. He wasn’t a deviant; he couldn’t be. But when he looked back at you, he couldn’t get rid of the way you made him feel. The thoughts he had of you drifted through his mind, ones he knew he couldn’t pursue. Wait, feelings? Thoughts?
The next day, Connor went to Hank’s house, determined to get an answer to how he'd been feeling. He was about to knock but saw that the door was unlocked, so instead he walked right in. "Lieutenant," he said, nodding at the man sitting down. "Jesus fucking Christ, Connor. Knock next time, god." The gruff voice echoed through the room. "Sorry, Lieutenant, it’s important." Connor takes a seat beside the rough-looking man. "Why couldn’t you go bother Y/N instead?" Connor quickly shook his head. "I was going to, but I think it involves him." Hank’s curious gaze lingers on Connor. "Go on," he insists. "My system has been acting up whenever I come into contact with Y/N." Hank’s brows furrow as he gestures for the android to continue. "My body heats up, and I feel a sort of buzzing in my chest when he speaks." He says, placing a hand to his chest, the sound of his fan overworking at the thought of the young detective. Hank chuckles before erupting in laughter. Connor tilts his head at the older man's actions.
"You’re in love, Connor."
Connor dead-panned. Love? He wasn’t in love. He wasn’t able to love; Androids aren’t able to love. His mind races over every interaction the two of you had, scanning over every detail. Shit. Maybe he was in love. "-onnor?" He’s brought back to reality by the amused Lieutenant. "It’s alright to be in love, Connor. In fact, I think he’s fallen for you too." Connor’s quick to reply, "He’s in love with me? How do you know?" Hank shakes his head. "You youngsters are so obvious it hurts." He pauses. "You should go tell him how you feel, Connor. God knows you’re not gonna get anywhere talking to me about this."
Hank was right. Connor rushed out, hearing the gruff man’s laughter as he left. He was quick to reach your house, quickly knocking. He heard a muffled "Coming" from behind the door before you opened it. Looking at you now that he knew what he’d been feeling was nerve-wracking. "Hey Connor, what’s up?" You open the door, dressed in casual clothes he hasn’t seen before. He can’t deny how good you look right now. He reprimands himself before looking into your eyes. He had never felt so nervous to speak up before. "Y/N." You nod, smiling curiously at the oddly jittery android. "Yeah Con?"
"I’m in love with you, Y/N." You choke on the breath you had taken, his straightforwardness catching you off guard. "Oh wow." You pause. "I wasn’t expecting that." You awkwardly laugh. "I, uh, I think I'm in love with you too, Connor." Connor's cheeks flush blue as he smiles. You feel yourself grin wider at the blushing android. You slowly reach a hand to his cheek and ask, "May I?" Connor’s head tilts in confusion. "Kiss you, Connor. May I kiss you?" You giggle. Connor’s eyes widen before nodding, your smiles being felt on each other's lips. Connor was the first to pull away. "Does this mean we’re together?" You take a breath before nodding. "If that’s what you would like, Con." The now blue-faced android rests his head against your chest. "Thank you, Y/N."
A/N: This is so much longer than I thought it would be, I was only expecting to write 400 words or so. I think I hit 1000 lol. Sorry if there is a lot of filler. I'm really bad at writing for Connor, sorryyy.
Hi! I wanted to request a Connor(dbh) x male reader story. I'd love to read more of your stories!
Morning Routines
A/N: Thank you so so much for the request! I haven't played DBH in a while so apologies if Connor’s a bit ooc. This hasn't got as much romance as I was hoping it would, but I hope it's still alright. Just let me know if something is off and I'll fix it.
The sound of loud beeping wakes you up, you grunt as you turn, snoozing the alarm. Collapsing back on the bed, you look over at your boyfriend beside you. His LED starts to turn on as he opens his eyes. You run a hand through his hair "G'morning Connor" You rasped, flashing him a lopsided smile. His yellow LED flickers before remaining blue "Good Morning Y/N '' His lively voice ringing in your ears. He smiles as you lean down, planting a kiss against his lips. The two of you share a passionate kiss before you slowly lean away, properly sitting up on the bed.
You stretch your muscles, hearing a couple pops. You steadily get out of bed, still dazed and tired, you make your way to the bathroom. You hear Connor shuffle out of bed and his footsteps heading to the kitchen. You splash some cold water on your face, the feeling waking you up. You slick a few pieces of flyaways down, deciding to fix yourself up after you've eaten.
You make your way to the kitchen, the smell of (Favourite Breakfast) filling the house. You watch as Connor gets it ready, clearly focusing on perfecting it. You walk over to him, placing your arms around his waist, smiling into his neck. "Thank you, Love" Connor grins as he puts it on a plate, turning to place a chaste kiss on your cheek before setting the plate on the dining table. "Of course" He replies, the both of you sitting down.
The two of you talk as you finish your breakfast, conversations of work, plans for the next week and the wellbeing of each other fill the kitchen. You stand once you've finished your meal, bringing your plate to the sink to wash it, you stop as you feel a hand on your shoulder "I'll do it, get yourself ready" The brunette tilts his head as he grins. His soft voice making your heart swell, you thank him before making your way to the shower.
You lean your head back as the warm water hits your chest, taking a quick minute to relax before actually cleaning yourself up. You're out of the shower a few minutes later, you put on your work clothes, quickly drying and styling your hair before brushing your teeth. Once sorting yourself out, you go back to the living room, seeing Connor waiting for you on the couch. You sit next to him, bringing an arm around him as the two of you watch whatever was playing on the tv. Your head moves to lean on his own placed on your shoulder, softly kissing his forehead. The two of you sit in peace, relaxing as the quiet murmurs of the tv filled the room.
A/N: Thank you so guys for the requests, we really appreciate them!
