Hi! I enjoyed your fanfictions and I saw your request was open! :) So.. May I request rk900 (Richard/nines) x gn! officer reader? You can do whatever plot you desire!
Apathetic (RK900 x Reader)
I got this as a request and your wish is my command! I decided to do a continuation from my first RK900 pairing where the reader and him were set up as partners already. Hope you enjoy (:
To read part 1 click here
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Your eyes stared out of the window as it felt like time had been dragging on slowly. You watched the entrance to the old apartment building and still no sign of the suspect coming in or out.
You and Nines had already went inside to see if the suspect was home but was no where to be found.
“It’ll be back. It’s best if we wait outside in the car Detective and then we can bring it in for questioning.”
Although the android was usually always right about these kinds of things it had felt like this time he was so wrong. It had been an hour and still nothing. You began yawning as you pulled your phone from your pocket and began to scroll through mindlessly.
Not even a minute in and your phone dinged a new text message coming in.
From: Hank
How are you and nines holding up? You guys on your way?
You looked over to the android whose eyes were too focused on the building to even notice who you were texting.
You put your focus back on the screen before typing out a response to Hank.
To: Hank
Yeah we’re fine just the suspect wasn’t home so we’re waiting around until they return.
You quickly sent the message before the three dots appeared on the screen.
From: Hank
Alright. You and him getting along by any chance?
You frowned at the text before typing out a response.
To: Hank
I’m trying to keep it as professional as possible between us. After all whether I like him being here or not, he’s my new partner.
You sent the text quickly before placing your phone back into your pocket.
“Nines, how much longer do you think this will take?” You asked him as you looked over to him. Nines frowned at your impatient question, an expression he often gave you which furthered your hatred for him.
“Detective, I feel as if you doubt me on this. Do you not believe the suspect will return home?” He asked you bot even bothering to look at you.
Now it was your turn to frown. “Truthfully I don’t, not if he knows he’s being hunted he wont return to the first place the cops will show up to.”
“That’s where you’re mistaken.” Nines said.
This was how conversation would go between the two of you. Short but filled with annoyance and subtle digs, it was annoying and quite tiring to hear complaints from either one of you to Fowler. You were trying to adjust to having the new partner but some adjustments took time.
You still would think of Connor and how even though he was programmed nearly the same as Nines, there was still something a lot more human to him underneath all those wires.
Nines was a fantastic detective, that you could not take away from him but his icy stare and cold demeanor and shortness made you not want to even attempt conversation because you knew he truly was a machine and nothing more than that.
“There it is Detective. Let’s go.” Nines said.
The two of you got out if the car making your way to the suspect who was standing in the front of his building with groceries in his hands.
“Excuse me, Joseph Clark?” You called for the man who turned to look at the two of you.
“Detroit police-“
Joseph dropped his bags quickly and began to take off. Without any hesitation Nines began chasing after the man and you followed.
Joseph would take quick turns and Nines would follow with you shouting from behind ordering the man to stop. Joseph rounded the corner and Nines followed while you ignored that path and took a different way.
Nines increased his speed as Joseph did the same. He couldn’t believe how fast this android was. Nines was the only android it knew to be of the latest technology yet this one seemed to be faster making him wonder where it was assembled.
Joseph threw down pallets behind him making Nines jump over them quickly as he turned the corner. Soon enough you emerged from another alley in front of Nines holding your gun up ready to shoot but the screams around you caused you to halt.
“What are you doing detective?! Shoot!” Nines screamed in your ear.
The gun became heavy in your hands and you let it down slowly as Joseph disappeared through the crowd of people.
“Shit…” you mumbled to yourself. The crowd dispersed quickly and you could feel Nines eyes boring a hole into the back of your head.
“You let him get away…” he grumbled.
You holstered your gun and turned to make your way back to the car when a strong grip pulled you back.
“Do you have any idea what you did? You let the suspect get away!” He scolded you and you tore from his grip. “I couldn’t take the shot! There were people around! I could’ve hit anyone!” You tried to explain your reasoning but the look on his face showed no care for it.
He shook his head, “I have a task to accomplish and that’s to bring the suspect in for questioning until we have our killer. I cannot keep failing my missions or else-“
“Or else what? Nines I cannot take a shot when we have innocent lives around it’s risky!”
“I will not be deactivated like RK800 who was incapable of doing his job-“
Without another word you slapped him hard. It may not have caused any pain for him but it was enough to catch him off guard.
“Don’t speak of him like that.” You said while pointing a finger at him. You gave him a icy stare, the tears welling in your eyes before you hurried off to the car.
***
After the two of you arrived back at the station, you said nothing to Nines. He watched you and he waited but he knew you would say nothing. He began to wonder if you and Connor had ever fought like this at work.
By the time the office was thinning out and the sun soon was down you grabbed stuff quickly making sure to say goodbye to everyone except Nines. He watched as you left, a frown upon his perfect artificial face as his LED spun yellow.
“Lieutenant Anderson.” Nines called to the old man who was sitting at his desk. Hank caught Nines gaze and sighed as he got up to see what the android wanted.
“Yes Nines?” Hank asked not sounding very enthusiastic to speak with him.
“I understand that (y/n) is not too fond of me and I’m sure no one else in the office is but I would like to get back to a more suitable environment where I could complete my work without the tension between me and Detective (y/l/n).” He told Hank. Hank crossed his arms as he pursed his lips, “Nines, although you are advanced and I have to admit, you do a damn good job, but you aren’t him.”
Nines hard features softened at Hank’s words.
“And it’s something (y/n) is having time to adjust to but you don’t understand the lost their dealing with. I suggest you ease up.” Hank left Nines to sit at his desk and contemplate as he went back over to his.
Nines did remember your first interaction together. You were obviously so angry and full of so many emotions he could still remember when you would look up to him your eyes full of anger and tears whenever you’d catch a glimpse of him.
It was hard for him to understand the love you had for the RK800. How could a human love a machine?
He had thought maybe you would be over it by now but he had misguided your feelings that you had-still have, for him.
SPEAK TO (Y/N)?
The suggestion came into his view and although he was not in the mood for chasing after you and what felt like having a deja vu moment, he decided to not fight whatever urges he was having. He got up, Hank watching him from his desk as Nines signed off his computer and left the office.
***
The first place he went to was your home but you were not home. He decided to call Gavin who told him to “piss off plastic prick” before hanging up in his face. Nines then called Hank who was not thrilled to be getting a call from him but Hank gave the name to the bar you were usually at.
Nines walked in the smell of smoke and alcohol heavily present in the air. Everyone watched as he stepped inside, completely ignoring the ‘NO ANDROIDS ALLOWED’ sign that was beside the entrance in the window. The faces around him displayed shock and anger but Nines simply gave them cold stares.
He did an ID scan until yours popped up and there you were hunched over the bar with a shot in front of you.
He sat beside you not saying anything as you chuckled, “Even when I go to a place with no androids you still manage to find me. Who ratted me out?”
“Lieutenant Anderson.” Nines said.
You scoffed as you downed the shot and placed the glass back onto the bar.
“I thought after our first interaction we would move past this Detective (Y/L/N).” Nines said with no ounce of emotion in his sentence.
The bartender filled your glass with the liquor. “We would be passed this? What? I tell you I cared for him and I’m supposed to be over him Nines? We’re supposed to be best fucking friends now? Really?” You shook your head as you grabbed the shot glass and downed it with ease, the burn becoming familiar in your throat almost like water.
“Detective, I just want the same thing that you want. A partner to work with so we can get through this case-“
“No Nines, that’s where your wrong. We don’t want the same thing because what I want is dismembered and somewhere in a recycling field. Do you not recall what you said to me today? Nines you don’t understand anything I’m going through because you lack actual human emotion.” You told him before looking back down at the bar.
Nines eyes narrowed at you as you tried to ignore him. “Detective.” He said.
You looked up at him with tears brimming your eyes. Nines features softened a little at seeing this.
You said nothing as you got up, wiping your tears quickly before pulling out money from your pocket and slamming it on the bar. You gathered your things quickly and left the bar.
The people around looked at Nines who quickly got up to go after you.
“Detective! Wait!” Nines called after you multiple times.
Finally you stopped as you turned to look at him.
“Look, if your gonna come here and tell me to suck it up I’m gonna tell you to go fuck yourself.”
Nines slowed down in front of you leaving some space between the two of you. He shook his head, “I spoke with Lieutenant Anderson.”
“God Nines now is not the fucking time to talk about this case-“
“It’s not about that…The Lieutenant told me how you felt about him…I knew how you felt of RK-Connor, as soon as I saw you lay eyes on me.” Your frown softened as you heard him say his name.
APOLOGIZE?
“I apologize for my behavior earlier…It was not my place to make a comment or any of them I have in the past. I know I don’t understand what you had with him and I don’t…I don’t want to replace him because I can’t.” Nines said.
You could feel the warm tears slide down your cheeks as he spoke.
“Thank you Nines.” You said.
Nines nodded and you tried to wipe away your tears quickly.
“I’m sorry for being so emotional it’s just…It’s a lot.” You admitted.
Nines took a step closer and wiped away your tears as he said. “From my knowledge on grief it is not easy to let go. Instead of remembering him as he is not here, remember the better memories.”
The first time you met Nines you hated him. Although after he stopped you, you thought maybe he could be different from your expectations but this time, this time you know something was off.
He was feeling something.
Nines pulled his hand away.
“Did you drive Detective?” He asked and you nodded. He held out his hand and you placed the keys in his palm. The two of you walked to your car and got inside.
Nines started the car and began to drive to your place.
After your arrival, he walked you to your front door and opened it for you.
“I do hope our relationship will improve after this Detective.” Nines said.
You looked at him, “It requires effort from both ends Nines. I will see you at the office, goodnight Nines.”
Nines said nothing to you, usually like he always did and this didn’t catch you by surprise. Sometimes even simple dialect was too much for him. You walked inside shutting the door leaving Nines on the porch.
He was conflicted.
He couldn’t understand this but somehow had the urge to comfort you.
Was this that same thing he felt before?
He decided not to stay on your porch contemplating but instead let out a sigh.
“Goodnight (y/n).” He said lowly, something he knew he should have said back to you.
He quickly got off of your porch and left you for the night.
A/N: I was thinking of making this a mini series. If you think so, comment below (: