Written with a cup of coffee...

The android watched the other closely…he really didn’t want to get punched in the abdomen again. His head tilted down slightly as Gavin got closer to him. Tin Can…couldn’t he correct him? There was nothing tin in him. But, he knew the correction would only anger the man…which is really what he was trying to avoid.

He frowned slightly as he was poked in the chest and he looked down at the offending digit. Dark eyes traveled back up to the Detective’s face as he started to finally speak. Were they all this dramatic? Even Hank seemed to have the flair for it.

Connor almost rolled his eyes at the threat, but that would be showing to much emotion wouldn’t it? “I do apologize, Detective.” He instead said, taking a small step back. “I’ll let you finish your break then.” He told him as he started to turn away then paused. “Though, I will commend you for knowing it’s called thirium.” He started, tilting his head. “Even Hank was unaware of blue bloods true name.” He mused as he made his way back towards his desk.

✖️ || A scoff left his lips at the android’s comment  when he left back to his desk. Of course he knew the true name of that so called ‘blue blood’. Even if he didn’t show it enough, he wasn’t a dumbass. Though, he had mostly the intention to act before he thought.

The cup got lifted to his lips again, letting the hot liquid pour down his throat as he took another sip from the coffee. Gavin started to think a bit, letting Connor’s words go through his mind. Why did that guy always have to be so polite? Like goddamnit, even after what he had said...The android still managed to give him a compliment of some sort.

That must change.

Now that they were partners, Gavin would make it his task to roughen this android up a little. Not in a bad way, just enough so he could speak up for once instead of being so nice all the time! The detective swallowed the last bit of his drink and once it was down his throat, he made his way back to his own desk. 

A deep breath got taken, knowing that Connor was previously right. This whole situation would be better if they got along so he had to be on his nicest till Hank got back. Well, fuck...Being nice to an android would become a hell of a task for him.

“Oh... Another thing” He started, lifting his finger and swinging it a bit around to create some kinda attention to him. 

“Fine. A candelabra.” 

Not-so strange, witnessing many things over the years and travels since his escape from Azkaban. “I’m assuming that you’ve been cursed, judging by your movement. A rather powerful curse at that, what exactly did you do to earn such punishment?” 

Sirius snorted. “I’m not French, mate. I’m an Englishman. Which means I’ve ended up in France, good to know.” 

🔥 || An Englishman? In France? What did he do so far away from his country? It wasn’t usual for English people to come to France...

Though Lumière couldn’t ask him that question just yet, something told him that he first had to answer the other’s question. No matter how sad and painful  the answer was.

✖️ || “Fucking keep your mouth shut for a sec!” Gavin whispered angrily when he looked at the guy and then back outside the building. The sound of laughter and yelling grew louder and before even a minute had passed, a few man got in sight.

Connor glanced up from his desk as Gavin moved, it didn’t help the two of them were directly across from each other did it. He tapped his desk idly for a few moments before connecting to the station, there had to be something he could sort through couldn’t there?

He glanced up again at the mention of coffee. Ah, yes one of the drugs humans were…almost encouraged to be addicted to. Maybe that would explain some of Reed’s behavior. Though…wouldn’t the stimuli just make him more agitated? Humans worked so…strangely.

Maybe…should make an attempt to make amends with Reed like he had with Hank. Really, the only reason Hank had taken to him at all was from spending time with him right? The Detective obviously felt threatened by his presence in general, though. But he wasn’t there to take anyone’s job, he was just there to accomplish a mission. He stared at the break room before deciding to get up and make amends-well…as best he could. Peaceful work environment right?

“…Detective.” He said, standing a bit awkwardly in the door way. “I…believe we got off on the wrong foot, since we will be working together, however briefly. It would be beneficial to us both if we got along.”

✖️ || Gavin looked slightly over his shoulder when he heard his voice, letting out a small annoyed sigh. Couldn’t he even find peace  while grabbing a cup of coffee? Even though he knew that Connor was standing there, he decided to not get into any interaction yet. 

He slowly turned around and leaned against the desk, the warm cup of coffee present in his hand. His mouth was slightly lifted into a grin and his eyes were scanning the other while he took some sips from his coffee once and a while. It was pretty funny actually to see the android standing there in such an awkward way.

“Fine. But first things first, Tin Can...” The man spoke, a chuckle leaving his lips when he pushed himself away from his position. Small steps took him slowly closer towards the android, his eyes not even turning away from him.

Once he was close enough to his liking, he stood back still. A finger got placed on the other’s chest and then Gavin opened his mouth to speak after a long moment of silence.

Humans were certainly interesting to say the least. While Hank…had mostly quietly sulked after his…discussion with the Captain. The Detective was certainly more vocal of his opinions after the fact. Could that be considered a tantrum?

Why’d the Lieutenant have to get sick.

“A pleasure, as always, to be working with you Detective.” He said in that overly proper tone of his. “I’ll be at my desk if you require my assistance.” He said with a small nod of his head, turning towards the desk.

✖️ || Gavin grumbled a bit which awfully sounded like a few more curses when he settled himself better. He knew he had to keep himself cool because of Fowler. That son of a bitch was probably keeping an eye on him from his office, waiting till he would make one mistake.

 After he had cooled down a bit, he sat up straight when he took a look at the coffee corner.

Maybe some coffee would give him some peace. It was the only thing that helped him with keeping his calmth.

✖️ || “Can’t believe this!!” The man yelled out when he threw his chair back and sat down on it in a brutal way. He slammed his fist on his desk before he let that same hand stroke through his hair.

Stupid Captain with his bright ideas...he knew how he thought about androids and he just had teamed him up with one! He wasn’t like Hank! He wouldn’t grow soft like he did!

“Just to make this clear. This whole shitty situation doesn’t make us partners. You do your stuff and I’ll do mine and don’t get into eachothers way. ‘Kapeesh’, Plastic?” ||

🔥|| “Well...” What the woman asked was a good question, though it was difficult to answer. There were many answers correct on that question. It was his home, his curse, A prison ...It was multiple things.

Though one answer was more fitting to her situation.