#forensic-boi

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Miles sighed as he put another graded paper in a pile, "we're in college so how do you still not have legible writing!" The male huffed. The Norwegian leaned back with a sigh, his body creating a sort of c shape as he looked to raakx with a smile "At least we're almost done"

Raakx was sitting in his office with Miles, overlooking the lab sheet reflections and marking down mistaken calculations. He looked over at him and chuckled, shaking his head. "If you believe that being in college means people have legible handwriting, talk to doctors who write in scribbles." @forensic-boi

[neil-is-awkward]

*Accidentally spills tea on you* Miles was a apologetic mess as he pressed napkins to Neil's chest, "I'm really really sorry! Ahh this is not how I wanted our first day working together to go!-" (@forensic-boi)

@forensic-boi

Hehad a wince, recoiling when he received the hot liquid on him. Itwasn’t actually burning, the tea didn’t penetrate his hoodie yet.It was more the panic of the other man that had made him react. Hewasn’t really used to sudden physical contact with stranger…“Don’tworry…!” Hesaid,looking up to the other, herecognized this younger man as one of his colleagues,another forensic scientist. 

The taller oneposed a hand on Miles’ shoulder, with one of his quite awkwardsmile, showing dimples on his cheeks. “Really, there’s noproblem. I’ll… just let it dry…” He removed the hoodie,putting it on the back of a chair nearby. “It’ll smell goodthought…”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Hopeful Evening

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“Come on you big baby, let’s goooo! I wanna go shopping and we gotta get you fuckin’ decked out in some nice wedding shit. Plus we can pick up some ideas along the way maybe. We gotta get you ready! Shit’s gonna happen in a month and you don’t even have an outfit picked out!” Four was practically dragging Miles by the arm around the house, Raakx currently working upstairs and too busy to be paying attention to their conversation in the living room.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

"Papa!! Daddy!! Wake up! Santa came!!" (Literally Monroe Waking them up at like 5 am)

Raakx sat quickly up, rubbing his eyes as he yawned softly and stirred Miles beside him, a soft smile on his face as he quickly booted up from his temporary rest. Just the night before after waiting for Monroe to fall asleep- and boy was it hard to get a child to sleep during this holiday- he quickly helped Miles put the presents out, and even took the cookies and milk that went along with it.

“Is that so? He leave presents under the tree?”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Blacked Out

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"Yeah, just ask for me and I'll bring you back. I think he was bleeding some so I'm gonna go clean it up really fast. I'll see you then. Also no...he's totally out." He hung up and figured Miles knew the address or he'd ask Four, and went to the bathroom to clean up.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

No Child of Mine

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The weeks came by where the two of them had Caden over on the weekends, the cats playing altogether. Raakx smiled at the interactions and he was truly enjoying himself with Miles and the young teen, bringing him out where they could and having fun nights altogether.

But each time he left he didn’t know whether to say he felt good or felt bad. There was that ache that returned, where Miles’ words returned to him, talking about how he’d pretend Caden was their son. It made the android feel a little bittersweet about it all, and at some point after Caden was picked up, he idled himself to stand in the kitchen, seeming to have been wiping a bowl clean forever.

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Friend or Foe

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When Raakx got the call about the kid wandering the streets and lost he immediately set out. He was in a more casual wear: soft coat, white shirt, jeans, and of course his badge tucked away. Once he spotted him, he told his team to stay back as he slowly approached then kept his distance as he lifted his hands a little, tail slowly wagging. “Hey, it’s alright, I’m a friend...are you okay?” He tilted his head. “Do you speak English?”

[raakxbecomedeviant]

Raakx had had a long day of paperwork and stubborn assholes and was looking forward to spending the rest of his night with his fiancé, but when he arrived miles was nowhere to be found. Hours upon hours passed and the small human still was home- he wasn't answering his phone which had been blown up by messages from raakx. Finally when the clock read to be around two in the morning the Android received a text [text] he's so pretty when he's sleeping :) (@forensic-boi)

Raakx was in a bit of hysteria, but he’d contacted his friends to see if they could locate Miles just as he got the text. He was already stressed from work and was doing his damndest not to scream, now. LED red, he picked up his phone and scowled, sitting on the couch and ignoring the cats beside him, then promptly got up to search for clues: hair, cloth, saliva, any form of resistance, a fight, something- people weren’t slick….

[Who the fuck is this]

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