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                 EDDIE    HAD    THOUGHT     MOVING     TO         a whole new city and keeping a low profile was all it would take for him to slip under the radar. he had all the time in the world now to make amends with the symbiote he shared a body with, and he REALLY had some shit to sort out with it. maybe they could sit down and talk about it over coffee. while the power that came with the parasite wasn’t completely awful, that kind of strength attracted all the wrong sorts of attention when left unchecked. he laid low, had some connections forge him a new identification card, but even a temporary state of security was just that——-temporary. he was PARANOID, and it didn’t take long for his nervous ticks to rub a concerned mother the wrong way and have her call the police.

at the first sound of dogs, eddie bolted. black alien matter stretched over his limbs and vaulted him easily over obstacles, but it wasn’t long until he came to a DEAD END in an unfamiliar alley. he had lost most of the cops, but there was still one officer in pursuit that had caught up to him somehow despite his symbiote acrobatics. he raised his hands in the air, back pressed to the brick wall behind him. he laughed, painfully anxious. ❝ look, man, you don’t have to do this, we’re not——i’m not harming anyone. ❞ he negotiated, stopping the forced twitch of his digit. the symbiote grumbled inside of him—–hungry, peeved.

                                  ❝ ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ ł₴ ₦Ø ₦ɆɆĐ ₣ØⱤ ₦Ɇ₲Ø₮ł₳₮łØ₦,                                                                                    ₩Ɇ ₵₳₦ ₣Ɇ₳₴₮. ❞

when deviants  had  stopped  being  hunted     (     when  the  deviant  hunter  himself  had  deviated.     )     connor  had  remained  with  the  detroit  police.     he  wanted  to  help,  to  make  sure  androids  received  the  same  treatment  as  human  convicts.     &     of  course,  he  wanted  to  keep  the  city  save.     an  android  was  effective     &     nobody  could  deny  that.

so  when  most  coworkers     (     he  could  call them  that  now     &     there  was  only  a  notion  of  schadenfreude  whenever  he  did.     )     had  already  given  up,  connor  was  still  hunting.     he  had  the  suspect  tagged,  he  would  not  lose  him.     &     he  did  not,  an  expected  result.     back  against  a  wall,  no  where  to  go   ————   despite  showing  an  agility  that  connor  had  dubbed  INHUMAN  before.     but  he  was  no  android,  this  was  something  else  entirely.     he  had  no  words  for  it,  but  a  voice  in  his  head  told  him  to  run,  screamed,  almost.     maybe  that’s  what  caused  him  to  raise  his  gun  higher,  though  he  had  no  intention  to  shot.     not  yet.

Smooch @blveled

Worried eyes searched for a negative reaction, hands suspended in the air. Tension ran through his body, causing him to awkwardly pause. Perhaps he should have been more tentative, or more careful. His lips parted to spout a concerned apology. Ready to correct the mistake. To try again.

He paused when Connor’s fingers slid over his dirty cheek. Eyes widened, jaw slackening from the shock. Ralph was searching for something in Connor’s gaze, though it wasn’t what he was looking for. Thankfully so. It was a smile instead, warming his insides with such a sweet feeling. A flutter within his chest, in the form of his thirium pump skipping a beat.

“Did you like it?” The question held excitement, mixing in with softness as Ralph relaxed into the touch. A blue hue leaked into his good cheek, glowing lightly beneath Connor’s palm. He grabbed his wrist and turned his hand, eye settled upon Connor as his lips brushed over the fingers that had been touching his cheek. “Ralph can kiss Connor some more, if he wants to be kissed.”

keeping  his  seeking  fingers  far  away  from  ralph’s  scarring     (     an  unnecessary  discomfort  connor had  no  interest  in  causing     )     he  felt  the  distinct  warmth  that  came  with  the  blush,  felt  a  mirrored  reaction  in  his  own  cheeks.     unusual,  for  him,  who  had  just  recently  broken  away  from  his  programming.     intensified  when  his  fingers  were  kissed,  were  the  light  surrounding  them  dimmed,  connor  would  surely  glow.

connor  tasted  words  on  his  tongue,  but  felt  them  become  knotted     &     confused  before  even  uttering  them.     everything  came  to  mind,  an  apology,  denial,  approval.     none  of  that  was  said,  instead  he  pushed  the  android’s  face  back  towards  him     &     dipped  in  for  a  little  kiss himself.     lasting  barely  five  seconds,  but  enough  for  connor  to  have  a  taste.     suppressing  the  flow  of  information  that  invaded  his  mind,  binaries,  facts.     he  pushed  them  aside   ——   none  of  them  were  important.