One of the most anticipated days of the year always ended up being a bit of a fun mess, when the DPD and Swat would end up at the beach and damn near taking over the whole second for a party of their own. It was used as a way to both unwind as well as cool down in the summer heat, a event that oddly enough was started by Gavin, something they all quietly praised him for. Not to his face though because that would be a disaster.
But this summer was the first time the RKs had gotten involved. Connor and Sixty taking to exploring and enjoying the feel of the sand, not to mention trying to get used to wearing swimsuits. The only one note quite with it was Nines, the solo Rk that hadn’t got deviant yet, not for a lack of trying though.
Nines had made a point to stick by Hank as he watched the other androids run around and play, the older man not really being up for such high energy shenanigans.
“Lieutenant, if the whole point is to cool off why not just go into the water instead of throwing it around on sand?” The android had been watching Sixty and Connor team up on Allen and Gavin for the better part of ten minuets, and while he understand what they were doing he just couldn’t get why.
“Cause it’s fun, see who can get the most hits in before they give up.” Bless him, Hank really did try to help the bot understand, but sometimes he would only get if he did them himself.
The RK went back to watching the four play around, the androids laughing at the cursing humans who were trying to use each other as cover from the onslaught. He guessed it would be useful, in some way even if he wasn’t sure how right now. He didn’t seem much reason to watch for too long, zoning out to start various reports remotely. At least he tried, it didn’t take but a few minuets before he felt a light bump on his head, turning to find Hank holding a book which he guesses is what he felt.
“Come on now, the whole point in this is a break from work.” He was amused if a little tired sounding, like he had trouble with this already.
The android closed out the files he had open to focus on where he was, but not without a little tilt of the head. “How did you know I was working?”
“Because you had the same look on your face Connor has when he does the same thing.”
More advanced model or not, he apparently had more in common with the other RKs than just his looks. Before he could go into the rabbit hole of of comparisons the music picked up, something exciting and bumping that drew many of the officers near the source. Nines didn’t have much of an opinion on the music though he could say a thing or two about how everyone danced to it, the mindless bouncing and uncoordinated way they moved looking nothing like a dance at all.
The music went through many songs over the course of an hour, from rock to pop and even metal, the sun dimming in the distance before slower songs came on. People started to pair off and put a bit of distance between them, and in the crowd Nines could see Connor and Gavin start their own dance. Or at least the Rk thought that was what they were doing, he couldn’t be sure.
What he was sure about was Hank snickering beside him as he watched them do… whatever that was. “God, Connor better be downloading some dancing program or something because he sure as hell isn’t learning from Gavin.”
So he wasn’t the only one confused about this then. “I believe he wishes to learn the human way. Do you know how to dance, Lieutenant?” He couldn’t help but notice the man had been mostly idle this whole time.
A small tint of pink dusted the man’s face, shifting from foot to foot. “… Well ya, been a long time though. They program you with any moves?”
At Nines head shake Hank went quiet as he looked between the group and Nines, and for a moment the android thought he would just leave it at that. “Ah hell, why not. Maybe I can show you something.”
“Lieutenant, I wasn’t built for this.” The RK didn’t get much more of a chance to argue, Hank pulling him by the arm out to the edge of the group and away from the other two androids. It was diffrent to say the least, most humans and even many androids avoided touching him like he might bite. But here Hank was, taking one hand into his own and placing his free one on the android’s hip, gradually moving them around their dance space.
Hank was encouraging, thankfully enough, so Nines didn’t feel as bad about not knowing what he was doing. “Just like that, just keep an eye on where you’re stepping so you don’t step on me. Relax.”
The RK didn’t know how to relax, but as they swayed to the music and as the warmth of the human set into him Nines thinks he might have gotten as close as he ever has to it. He knew he really should have gotten back to the station at this point, that they weren’t even meant to be out this long, yet here he still was. His programming glowed an angry red at him, pressing urgently for him to get back to work and catch up on everything he missed wasting time out on a beach.
“Hey, you are starting to get it.” Hank’s praise was the only other thing he could hear over the annoying buzzing of his systems and the music, but it was so much better.
Nines knew he should say something, and his programming was going to make damn sure he did. He didn’t want to go though. But before he could even open his mouth to protest he felt a sudden falling, and it took him longer than he would like to admit to realise that Hank had dipped him. The RK could only gawk in shock that not only had he done it but could dip a android as big as Nines. And by RA9 the look on Hank’s face showed how proud of himself he was.
He was not going to leave this work be damned. As Hank pulled him back up Nines all but basked his head through the coding wall, giving him the clearest view of the human he has ever seen. He couldn’t help but save a picture before leaning into the man again, small smiling worming it’s way onto his face.
“Never seen you smile before, guess you liked that hu?” The grin hadn’t left him as Hank started to spin them again.
“Hank?” Small, hopeful, and Nines knew he wouldn’t get a no.
