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[steamy-linguine]

SOFTWARE INSTABILITY (RK800 x Reader)

A/N: I cannot even begin to explain why I’ve been gone for so long but I felt like writing something so I did. It’s not much but I thought a little fluff wouldn’t be too bad (: P.S. any requests I will be getting to!

Warnings: Cuteness

It had been another typical Saturday morning for the RK800. He had Sumo on the leash who was trudging beside him, mouth open and panting with his tongue hanging letting Connor know he was clearly enjoying his walk.

Ever since Connor had gotten into Hank’s life, he had been taking Sumo out for early morning walks while Hank slept in from the hangover of the nights previous drinking. Not that Connor being there would stop Hank from a night out, although his night’s weren’t as frequent, Hank knew he didn’t have to worry about taking Sumo out because Connor would.

Connor looked around noticing all of the people who were out enjoying their morning routines, mainly more androids out taking dogs for walks or running errands for their humans.

Connor and Sumo soon approached their usual park where Sumo would usually play. Connor sat down on the bench and removed the leash from Sumo’s collar who barked at him before he took off to run around the field and mingle with other animals. Connor watched curiously as the animals all interacted with one another.

This was Connor’s favorite part. He saw how humans interacted but dog interaction was his favorite. They were all so smart yet so goofy he found it intriguing and amusing only making his love for dogs increase every time they were at the park.

Connor watched Sumo sniff and run around and bark before suddenly he lost sight of the dog. Connor frowned and stood up as he squinted his eyes peering out into the park when he heard it.

“Ah!” A little shriek before the following sound of Sumo’s barking caught Connor’s attention when he found him.

Connor quickly rushed over to Sumo who was on top of someone licking away at their face.

“Sumo!” Connor’s authoritative tone caught the dogs attention as he looked up at Connor and his ears seemed to go back. Connor gave Sumo a glare before he called him to him and Sumo stepped away.

“I apologize for my dog, he tends to get uh-“ Connor’s sentence cut off as he met eyes with the person.

“He tends to get what?” You asked him.

“Oh uh excited. He like’s people.” Connor helped you up and you nodded as you wiped off the grass from your pants.

“No problem. What’s his name again?” You asked him as you bent down to Sumo’s level who took closer steps to you and you began scratching his head.

“Connor.” Connor said.

“His name is Connor?” You asked looking up at him, his LED flickering yellow.

“No, I’m Connor that’s Sumo.” Connor could feel his insides heat up at his mistake.

You laughed, “Well Connor and Sumo, I’m (y/n). Nice to meet the both of you.”

Connor said nothing as he began to look over your features. Your eyes were to fixed on his dog to notice his lingering gaze on you.

Connor had never had anything like this happen to him before. He had only just met you, why was he over heating?

“Well I hate to cut our meeting short but I am on a tight schedule this morning.” You told him and Connor nodded but something in him didn’t like that.

Was he disappointed? Had he not wanted you to go?

You gave him a small wave before you turned but the sound of his voice made you stop in your tracks.

“Me and Sumo are usually here every Saturday morning.” Connor said and immediately began questioning himself why he gave away such information.

You turned to look at him and smiled.

“Huh? Well, maybe I’ll start coming on saturday’s more.”

And without another word you continued to leave the park not even noticing the RK800 watch you leave or the small smile that was on his face.

[steamy-linguine]

The Concert (Connor rk800 x reader)

A/N: Oh my god seriously y’all it has been a fucking crazy past few weeks I can’t even begin to tell you guys everything that has been going on but anyway since Happy Birthday with Connor got so many notes I decided to write a second part. I really do hope you guys enjoy it please let me know what you think (:

If you haven’t read happy birthday then click here

Warnings: None just fluff

“Maybe this?” You told yourself as you ran in front of the mirror to look.

You shook your head rapidly too displeased with your outfit. “No no no he’ll hate it...”

***

“They’ll hate it Hank.” Connor said to him as he looked at himself in the mirror. His usual suit and android jacket gone and now he was wearing a black button up shirt, dark blue jeans and nice new black shoes to match.

Hank told Connor since it was a date he needed to get some new clothes and he joined him at the mall to help the android.

Connor at first thought the outfit would be perfect for the date. It wasn’t too flashy for his liking and all the colors seemed to go together accordingly but now...

Looking in the mirror he wasn’t so sure.

Were his predictions wrong?

“No they won’t.”

“They will.” Connor argued back the nerves clear in his voice as his LED spun yellow.

Hank stared at Connor’s reflection in the mirror from seat at the edge of his bed. The memory of his first date coming to his mind as Connor continued to ramble on about tonight clearly not used to these new emotions.

Ah, Déjà vu.

Hank stood up walking behind Connor to lay a hand on his shoulder and give a reassuring squeeze to the android but also to shut him up.

“Connor listen, uh you look fine. I’m sure they’ll think so too.” Hank said a bit more awkward than expected.

Hank hadn’t dealt with this since he was younger and didn’t have anymore kids since Cole, but taking in Connor was like parenting all over again.

“Hank I just..I’ve never really felt like this before.”

“You’re nervous Connor it happens.”

Connor let out a breathy chuckle, “It’s all so new to me...”

Hank nodded, “I know..Just make sure you be yourself...Don’t go licking shit though.” Hank ended his sentence by pointing a finger at him.

Connor’s eyebrows furrowed before the realization hit him, “Oh!”

***

You stared at yourself in the mirror admiring your outfit. You did a twirl and moved closer to fix any fly away strands of hair and a teeth check.

You nodded at yourself in the mirror.

“You’re good..It’s all cool...” You gave yourself a small pep talk your eyes wandering over your outfit.

Maybe I should just change...You thought.

Before you could make any more changes to yourself for the umpteenth time there was a knocking at your front door snapping you out of your thoughts.

“He’s here fuck!” You silently shrieked, the nerves beginning to build within you as you took a deep breath to calm yourself.

You walked out of your bedroom and hurried to your front door taking a moment to breathe in once more before pulling the door open.

Connor stood at the entrance his smile big on his face as you took a second to admire his new look.

He began to do the same, his eyes wandering over you taking in the sight of not seeing you in regular work clothes.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

That familiar irregular beating beginning in his chest as the warnings popped up into his line of sight.

He quickly dismissed them and turned his attention back on you.

“You look amazing.” He said as his eyes met yours.

You smiled, “Thank you! You look great also!”

“Are you ready for the concert?”

“Yes!”

***

You both arrived at the large outdoor venue. The two of you had a hard time squeezing pass some of the people but eventually found your way to your spots right in the front, the stage lit up with neon colors and the instruments already set out for the artists.

“Have you ever listened to them?” You asked him.

You knew he tried to get into music over the past few months and remembered the time you sent your playlist to him.

“I did listen to all of their forty songs. The first two albums were more of a indie rock and the last two more alternative pop. A bit different from the heavy metal I’ve listened to with Hank but I actually quite liked them.” He smiled.

You giggled at his answer, “Yeah they’re great I love them.”

Connor smiled back at you. You continued to look around unaware of his lingering gaze as your head fell back to admire the stars above.

“The stars are beautiful tonight don’t you think?” You looked over to him already catching his unbroken gaze.

He nodded looking up to the stars with you.

“They are. Balls of extremely hot gas consisting of helium and hydrogen...but very beautiful.” He said.

You again laughed at his words.

He was always so descriptive.

“I’d say they are the second most beautiful thing tonight though.” He added.

His comment caught you off guard and you turned to look at him, the red already building onto your cheeks.

“Connor-“

The sound of loud music interrupted you and both of your heads snapped in the direction toward the stage.

The lights on stage began to dim and the white screen hanging up lit up with the bands logo, the music already beginning to get louder and the crowd cheering and women hollering their name.

Suddenly the lights on the stage cut off and you could hardly see anything and it seemed as if the crowds cheers just grew even louder.

You felt fingers intertwine with yours making your insides flutter.

Suddenly the lights turned back on and all the artists were in their spots, waving and greeting the crowd.

You looked down at Connor’s hand entangled with yours and couldn’t stop the large smile spreading onto your face.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

The start of the song booming over the speakers catching your attention as the singer began the first song on the album.

Connor could see how the crowd was closing in, all too excited and unaware how rowdy they were and it made his LED spin from blue to yellow to red back to yellow.

There were no seats after all, so they moved in closer around the two of you, bumping into you guys and one another.

He could see your eyes moving from your favorite band to the people, unaware of who to pay attention to.

On instinct, he pulled his hand from yours and you gave a confused look at him until he wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer into him.

You were surprised at first but immediately relaxed after being so close to him. You rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around him and began to sway to the music.

Connor looked down at you, a small smile on his face as he would remember this moment of having you so close to him for the first time ever in his mind.

He’d have to upload this.

He began swaying with you, enjoying the moment.

***

After the concert the two of you caught a taxi back to your place. The ride back wasn’t a long one and conversation with him made it better.

“God it was so...amazing! I never thought I’d ever see them!” You gushed to him.

He only smiled at you and nodded. For the first time he was unaware of what to say to you as you rambled on about seeing your favorite band but he enjoyed hearing your voice and how happy you were.

It made him feel happy seeing you like this.

Soon the self driving taxi pulled over, the monotone voice thanking the both of you for using Detroit taxi services.

He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked you back up to your porch.

“Connor, seriously this was amazing. Nobody’s ever done anything like this for me.” You smiled.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it (Y/N). I had a good time myself.”

Your smile grew as you heard him say those words.

“Well...”

“Well?” You questioned.

He stared at you trying to decide what to do.

SAY GOODNIGHT AND LEAVE?

KISS (Y/N)?

The suggestions came up and he dismissed them.

He wanted so badly to kiss you. He had seen enough romance movies and searched all the different ways to perform a perfect kiss but something stopped him.

His thirium pump beginning to pump faster as he weighed his options. The thought of kissing you was already making him overheat and he didn’t want to move too fast.

“Connor?” You asked him.

“IbettergobackandcheckonHank. I’llsee youatworkonmonday.” The words left his mouth too quickly as he got system warnings.

He quickly turned away from you to walk off the steps and head back toward the taxi. He could feel himself begin to cool down as he left you, your last expression stuck in his artificial mind.

Was it disappointment on your face? But why? Why would you-

“Connor!” Your voice broke his thoughts.

He turned around, “Yes-“

Your lips crashed onto his.

At first he didn’t know what to do, too scared to move but he began to relax as his eyes closed enjoying the kiss.

You pulled away from him, “You should’ve just kissed me.”

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

He was still in shock from it all. He raised his hands to tilt your chin up to him and he pressed lips onto yours.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands found your waist to pull you closer to him for the second time tonight.

He could feel the heat building within him yet again and the beating inside his chest picking up again but he ignored it, to enveloped in your love exchange.

You pulled away trying to catch your breath.

“Goodnight Detective.” He said as he got back into the taxi.

“N-Night Connor.” You replied as you walked onto the steps.

Connor took a deep breathe still in shock from the night.

He couldn’t wait to tell Hank.

[steamy-linguine]

Vending Machine (Connor RK800 x Reader)

A/N: HEEEEY I’m back! Been super busy with work and such but I wrote a little somethin’. Hope you guys enjoy it! Really appreciate the notes I’ve been getting on my other one shots. Alright anyway thanks for reading (Also gif below is not mine)

Warnings: Some curse words but none

Hank sat at his desk, eyebrows furrowed and his lips in a tight line as he stared at his monitor clearly frustrated from having to stay so late.

He reached out for his coffee cup and brought the styrofoam to his lips, his hands already shaking from the caffeine overload and lack of actual nutrition in his body.

“Lieutenant are you alright?” Connor asked from his desk across from Hank’s.

“I’m fine. Can ya just hurry up so we can go home?” Hank answered without even looking at him.

Conor’s eyes squinted at the Lieutenant already beginning to analyze him.

Hank could feel those brown eyes on him and he looked up to catch his gaze.

“The hell you starin’ at me for?”

“Your hands are shaking. You’ve consumed too much caffeine on an empty stomach and that’s not good. You need something to eat.”

“Yeah well I missed out on my chicken feed today…” Hank trailed off thinking of his favorite meal and a loud grumble erupted from his stomach making him let out a sigh.

“I’ll grab you something from the break room!” Connor volunteered as he rose out of his seat. 

Hank shook his head, “No need.”

“Hank you need something. I will grab something for you. Drinking too much on an empty stomach can cause irritation and also heart burn.” Connor informed him.

God, Hank was already grouchy enough. He didn’t need anything els to add onto it.

Hank huffed, “Fine just hurry up. I wanna get this shit over with.”

Connor nodded before walking to the break room his hand in his pocket feeling the left over change.

He walked inside, eyes already landing on the old vending machine in the far corner. He made his way over and looked at all the small snacks inside.

HONEY BUN?

CHIPS?

GRANOLA BAR?

With not much options to go with he decided to get the chips for now. They would fill him up better until it was time to go home.

Connor began sliding the silver coins into the money slot.

***

You typed away at your computer on your desk, your arm stretched out to grab your cup of coffee to fuel you for the long awaiting night shift.

Your eyes looked to the clock displayed on the right corner of your screen and an exasperated sigh left your mouth.

It’s gonna be a long fucking night.

You continued on with your work until your stomach began growling.

It wasn’t your break yet but you could use something for now.

You reached into your bag grabbing the few coins from the small pouch inside and clutched onto the silver coins before making your way through the quiet precinct to the break room.

What would you get from the vending machine? You craved a something more than a snack but you knew it only had-

You stopped in your tracks as you saw Connor on the floor sitting in front of the vending machine struggling.

“Um you alright?” You asked eyeing his situation. His left arm lodged into the small door and his fingers gripping onto the bag on the other side of the glass.

He turned his head at the sound of your voice, a big goofy grin on his face. “Yes.”

“What are you doing?” You asked him.

“Uh well, I was getting something for Lieutenant Anderson but I got stuck.” He explained. 

You crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow at him, “Mhm I can see that. How did you get suck?”

“My arm got caught.”

“How?”

“The bag of chips inside wouldn’t fall so I tried to grab them. I predicted my chances of getting the chips would be low and but there’s no maintenance around at this hour to help so I could’ve just left them but Lieutenant Anderson needs something to eat.” He said.

You had seen Connor around the precinct following the Lieutenant, very small greetings were always exchanged between the three of you. 

It amazed you to watch him work on the crimes scenes so you always wanted to speak with him but you never seemed to have gotten the chance to.

What an introduction, you thought to yourself.

“Alright well Connor it’s a good thing I know how to get out of a vending machine.” You said as you took closer steps to him.

“Really?” Connor asked.

You nodded before bending down to his level to get onto your knees beside him. You leaned in a bit closer and grabbed his left arm with your hands and began to tug lightly.

When that was no use you began to pull harder causing a loud rattling noise from inside the machine.

“Detective?”

“Yes?”

“This isn’t working.”

You stopped to look at Connor and he looked back at you, your eyes squinting as his grin was back on his face.

You sighed, “Yeah I’m aware.”

“I thought you knew how to get out of a vending machine?” Connor asked you as you prepared yourself to pull harder.

“Yeah well you’re pretty much one with the machine at this point…”

You gave more tugs and to no avail no free android arm.

You huffed, “Jesus, Connor were those chips that important?” 

“Yes.” He nodded unaware of the frustration beginning to build inside of you.

How could a state of the art android possibly get stuck in a vending machine? Why couldn’t he figure this shit out himself?

Guess that’s why he’s built only to investigate crime scenes. 

You sat back rubbing your temples and let out a breath. You brought your head closer to the machine to get a better look before a light bulb seemed to go off in your head.

“I got it.”

You instructed Connor to put his hand on the door to hold it as your hand gripped his arm and you pulled, Connor pulling back with you when soon the two of you fell backward.

“Great work Detective.” He smiled at you.

He pushed himself off of the floor, arm extending and his hand in front of you to take. You grabbed it and he helped pull you back onto your feet.

“Connor what the hell are you doin’?” Hank’s voice made the both of you turn into his direction.

You both looked back to one another, hands still together before you both pulled back at the same time.

“I got stuck.” Connor said looking back to Hank.

You smiled at the Lieutenant, “I pulled him out.”

Connor nodded before holding up the small bag of chips, “But I got the chips!”

Hank gave a puzzled look before shrugging.

“Right. Well come on. We got work to do…See ya around (Y/N).” Hank waved before walking back to his desk.

Connor turned to you to say thank you before heading into the same direction as Hank.

You watched him walk out still confused but overall amused from the previous situation when the sound of your stomach growling ripped you from your thoughts.

Right.

You turned your attention back to the vending machine and made your way to the glass case. You slid your coins inside already eyeing the honeybun and the sight of it only made your stomach growl more.

You pressed the numbers and the honeybun inched forward ready to fall before it completely stopped, dangling on the edge.

You closed your eyes as your head fell forward against the glass, “Fuck."