#detectivewb200

[detroitstokenasshole]

“ i’m not leaving this room. ” >:(

// *angery* An-ger-eee // @detectivewb200

This is not how this was supposed to go, things were fine, everything was fine; but they missed one.

They were called to the scene, four (4) men holding people hostage. Gavin and a few other officers managed to take down the capters, helping free the hostages as they were ushered out quickly. That's when Gavin saw him, they'd missed one; he acted as quick as he could, getting in the way of the man, wrestling him to the ground so the hostages could escape. Suddenly all he could hear was ringing, his abdomen burning and his shoulder stinging, he couldn't feel his arm. He fell off the man onto his back, one arm wrapping around his midwaist as he gasped for air, the other lying limply beside him. He barely heard the other officers yelling over the sound of sirens and ringing in his ears. He looked to the door, seeing blurred figures of Alex and Hank running towards him, red and blue light whirring behind them. This was the last thing he saw before blacking out.

He should have died.

When he finally came to, he found himself in a hospital room, machines surrounding him; he has an oxygen mask on, why? Why did he hurt all over, every inch of his body aching like he'd been hit by a freight train.

He glanced down to his the arm he could feel, 'that explains why it hurts,' he thinks as he sees 3 different IV's in the one arm. This is all he could take in before having to close his eyes again, the light coming on bright. He would have sworn if his throat didn't feel so fucking dry. He reopened his eyes slowly, giving them time to readjust to the light. Things were still blurry, but he could tell who was here- it was Alex. Tina had come in to get him, "I'm not leaving this room," he says sternly to her. She sighs and makes her leave, she can be heard explaining to the doctors why Alex NEEDS to stay. Gavin didn't really have any immediate family who could stay with him, Alex was the closest one to him.

After she had left, Gavin turned his head to face Alex, trying to make out his face through his eyes blur, "What.." it came out hoarse, it didn't sound like him, "what happened?" He asked, hoping Alex could fill him in.

[bulletsnbanjos]

“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”

Keith wasn't entirely sure how he ended up in this predicament, but here he was with his arm across the table as Alex was stitching up the new wound. "I'm sorry, bein' awake for–" he layed his head down on the table, trying so hard not to move his arm, "–for stitches ain't exactly a good ol' dandy experience." He usually did the stitches himself, it never seemed this bad when he was doing it.

He turned his head and looked at Alex, "Please tell me you're almost done." For a man who was a criminal and murderer, he could really pull off a pout. For a man who was 29 years old and 6'8" tall? He shouldn't be able to pull off a pout.

[deviatingdreams]

💕 I'm gay okay

Send a 💕 and my muse will react to yours kissing them passionately!

// bruh when I tell you I snorted omg //

// @detectivewb200 //

GV hadn't been exactly paying attention to what was going on around him, wasn't expecting anyone to interact with him at the time, so when Alex came up from seemingly out of nowhere and kissed him with a passion GV had not yet experienced, he was shocked to say the least. His cheeks becoming stained with a blue blush, hands coming up to rest on the man's shoulders- but he didn't push him away. He let the kiss happen, he didn't need to breathe so the kiss ended when Alex pulled away; he was almost sad when he did though.

He looked at Alex with wide eyes, unsure of how to respond, whether he should ask why he decided to kiss him so suddenly, without warning, was he drunk or something? GV opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it when he realized no words were going to be coming out. It definitely wasn't often that GV came to be at a loss for words but this certainly had him there. As he tried to process exactly what happened, he could feel the stain in his cheeks becomin darker. Had he not been programmed a deviant, this would have deviated him for sure.

[loyalandroid]

@detectivewb200 continued from x

“Don’t worry about it. No harm done.” Though CC did reach over and grab his army bag back. He slung it over his shoulder with a curt nod before shaking the other’s hand. He really didn’t want Alexander looking through it because that was where his gun currently was. “I’m CC but I don’t actually work around here or anything. Just came to file a report is all. I just set my bag down for a minute to go talk to someone but I’ll be going now.” He wasn’t comfortable in the police station. Not since he was a deviant. Though that wasn’t really clear since his LED was gone.

[detroitstokenasshole]

"It's okay."

// @detectivewb200 yEET

It wasn't often GV let his emotions guide him, but when he did it usually didn't end well. This was one of the times. He and Alex had been working to solve a string of android murders, the person was going after older models no less; androids like GV.

Three weeks and they were on this murderers tail, the man was fleeing another scene just as he and Alex were getting there. GV went to work immediately, jumping from the car to chase the man and ignoring Alex's calls after him. The man fired a gun back towards GV, the bullets grazing him as he began to catch up. When GV finally got to the man, he tackled him to the ground, disarming him in the process. Finally getting to see the sick man behind all the android murders wasa rush, but his grief for the lives lost got to him as he beat the man. His feet holding the mans arms away as he slammed his firsts into the mans faceand chest. GV couldn't understand why there had to be lives lost to a man like this, he wanted to see the man pay- for him to die in the place of those he'd killed.

The man was unconcious and likely had multiple fractured bones when Alex had finally pulled GV off the man, he was fighting against the pull, tears streaming down his face, "nO! NO! HE DOESN'T DESERVE MERCY!" Once a decent distant away from the mans body, GV was pulled back to reality, suddenly seeing the red blood that stained his hands and sleeves, "A-Al–, I didn't– I don't–" he stammered, frantically looking around until he found Alex's face. GV felt himself shaking, he was scared of what he'd done.

His system diagnostic was the equivilent of a humans panic attack, he was panicking? He snapped out of his trance when Alex pulled him into his grip, "It's okay," he heard from him as he was soothed. He brought his arms around and gripped Alex's jacket, his own stress levels beginning to decrease to nonthreatening levels. He held onto Alex, head on the man's shoulder as tears began to fade from his view.

A quiet "I'm sorry," escapes him as he looks up to meet Alex's eyes.

[detroitstokenasshole]

♫ (I see song and go feral)

Send “♫” and I'll put my playlist on shuffle and make a starter based off of the song that plays.

// @detectivewb200

Gavin knew he had a temper, he knew he should be seeing someone about it. He didn't see the point of wasting money on more medicine that wouldn't work so he settled with just being a dick to folk. Nobody got special treatment– nobody until Alexander joined their team. Something about the man compelled Gavin to apologize to him when he had his anger outbursts.

He'd been on a mean streak with his temper, the smallest of things setting it off; he even made himself mad. Today hadn't been any better, a case coming to close and having to write a report about it, details and everything; how he'd gone off on yet another witness, having to dragged away to be recomposed. God, he hated this.

He sat back from the computer and mulled over things, he'd been working with Alex on a lot of the recent cases; and to his own surprise Alex hadn't asked to work with someone different. He didn't get why, he wanted to know why he hadn't thrown in the towel when dealing with Gav. His thoughts were interuppted by, speak of the devil and he shall appear, Alex coming over- likely to ask about the report.

"I've almost got it done, just gotta.. egh, get through the details of everything," He said before Alex could speak, "That aside, I gotta ask you something." He sat up properly in his chair and looked to Alex, giving him the look he had while investigating a scene, "Why haven't you asked to work with somebody else? I know I can be more than a metaphorical handful so why? Why haven't you thrown in the towel, huh?" His tone wasn't as harsh as it usually was, it carried out with a more curious ring- a need to understand.

[detroitstokenasshole]

❤️❤️❤️

"❤❤❤  I trust you with my life. I know you would never hurt me."

"I mean.. I don't know why you would, but.. .I'm glad you do. I know I'm an asshole, but I'd never intentionally hurt you–it's..it's good to know you know that." Gavin was never good with words, he struggled expressing himself but he managed to get through it, a small smile on his face.

// @detectivewb200

[bulletsnbanjos]

"Hey fucker, I brought you a succulent with the hope that it'll coax you into being less reckless because it literally needs you to survive." He means this with the most love possible, I promise.

// @detectivewb200 lmao

Keith took the succulent with a grin, looking at the small plant for a moment before looking to Alex, "Is this supposed to be a metaphor or whatever it's called? Is the lil' plant you?" He looked at the succulent again, a smile present on his lips, "It's cute. Just like someone else I know," his tone said he was joking, but his eyes were so much more sincere.

He knew his lifestyle wasn't widely accepted, especially when being with someone who works for the pd. It was a warm gesture, almost made him want to settle down...but he knew that if he weren't roaming the streets here that the other gangs would try to wreak havoc. He had his self-given duty to keep that from happening.