Twink (ie)?
An atypical day at the office, Connor and Hank had been working overtime on the most recent case it was frustrating, but there wasn't much to be done about it. Hank was ansty, he hadn't been able to focus on the case for the last hour, he nodded of and left Connor to handle the brunt of it. Connor didn't mind.
After Hank was the human, and needed the sleep Connor simply needed a recharge every three days this was his second day, so that was fine. He took a break now and then to let his processors cool off for a bit. His coat had been removed hours ago. The detective model’s tie loosened more and more until it just hung around his neck.
He was overheating slightly, the air conditioning unit had gone down the week prior, and nobody was happy. Fowler was snippy, Gavin had somehow managed to figure out a way to be an even bigger asshole, Hank was constantly snapping at Gavin for harassing Connor, and even Tina, the sweetheart of the precinct, was being a bit aggressive towards others. It didn't help an anomaly heat wave had struck two days ago. Leaving standing fans at their highest usage since the early 2000’s.
Terminals were overheating too, leaving paperwork to be completed manually and scanned in later on. Fowler had even permitted a break in dress code to permit beat cops to wear short sleeve uniform shirts and black khaki shorts to prevent overheating. The last two days had been an absolute disaster. Connor glanced at the manual clock and sighed it was exactly one fifteen pm. Connor stood gently and walked to the break room rolling up each of his sleeves to the elbow.
Connor had to wake Hank and get a cold beverage in him, he didn't enjoy the android only bringing him water. So this time Connor decided an Ice coffee would make the Lieutenant pleased and not agitated on waking up. Connor filled the twenty ounce cup with ice, and put in a small of sugar and cream before slowly adding the coffee slowly so the ice chilled it while it was poured. Connor still was not satisfied with with the temperature of the coffee. So he opted to put the cup in the freezer for a a few minutes, Connor didn't mind, it let him idle and further lower his internal temperature.
He waited for longer than he intended to however he was cool enough to return to manually in putting paperwork, and the coffee was certainly chilled enough. The time read one thirty-six pm as he entered back on the floor, he had his eyes locked on Hank who was starting to stirred. Connor adjusted his pace to have the coffee in front of him before the eccentric realized that he was not in his spot.
Gavin Reed hated excessive heat, almost as much as he hated androids. It was this heat wave that made him decide that he hated heat more. He had called it early yesterday because was overheating so bad it made him feel sick. Today was probably going to be no different, he was already wearing shorts and a t-shirt and he still was not comfortable. He had his head down looking at his phone when he bumped into that fucking machine. His head muddled as he spilled some of the coffee down the front of the both men Gavin was pissed but almost grateful. It gave them a reason a reason to leave this sauna. But as it stood he was also looking for a reason to be mad.
Even still, “ Fucking twink!” He snapped out in anger as the android putting the remaining coffee in the cup on the Lieutenant’s desk. The Lieutenant whose head shot up at Gavin's words.
“Watch your fucking mouth when talking about Connor Reed, it was an accident. No need to be so pissy..” Hank growled noting the coffee and picking it up to drink some, if he was gonna tear Reed a new one his throat needed be moistened, at the moment it was drier than fucking sand.
Connor's processors hadn't registered Gavin’s approach, even more so, his choice of insult confused him. His software ran a search for the word twink, which his search engine corrected to a confectioners treat that was mass produced for a long time. “Thank you detective, I didn't know you thought I was sweet..”
Hank choked on his coffee setting the cup down as he reached for a few tissues from the box on Connor’s desk to wipe the spray off himself and his desk. Gavin looked so done. “Connor, son, no, okay, he did not mean twinkie. He meant twink. An attractive, young gay man with little to no body hair. Connor, we talked about this, Gavin would not compliment you. “
Connor's head cocked to the side as he processed Hank's words. There was one more thing that was new information. “Gavin, I appreciate that you think I am young, and attractive. However. I am not interested in you the same way. Sorry to hurt our….. bromance.” Connor said with a sarcastic smirk.
Gavin stomped off to Fowler ’s office, telling the Captain he had to go home and change. Fowler directed him to the shirt back ups he had for this instance. Captain saw Connor looking at him equally soaked, Hank half asleep from staying over night and walked to the door. “Connor, Anderson go get some rest.”
“What the fuck Captain? “ The detective protested in frustration.
“You left early yesterday, they stayed overnight. That's enough Reed.”
Connor smiled and looked at Hank. “Come on, you need proper rest, and a nice air conditioner. Not to mention water.”
“Yeah, yeah, just let me finish my coffee before you start waterboarding me.” Hank responded walking to punch out while Connor tucked the paperwork away into his briefcase to work on at home. The idea working next to his favorite dog appealed gravely to him.”
// Requested by @lillyofthevalley99
Part ten tonight for 'Remember Me'. Hopefully. Sorry guys. And @vampirzyca13 I haven't forgotten about 'Sensors Down' and 'HICHE 5 '
P.s I don't do sugar fics often if you want more or have an idea drop a request!!!
-Pandora