Soooo... Detroit:Become Human is a thing.... and I love it. So take this Fic, sorry this is the first thing I've posted in a while, but this was the first thing that actually kept me motivated.
It's a pretty long one and some warnings for Death, Manipulation, and Spoilers for the Rooftop scene with Hank and Connor
This is a song fic, so here's the song, i suggest listening first
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"...Connor" you called out to the android, the silence of the night broken by the sounds of the protests below you
"Detective. I would suggest that you leave"
"I can't do that Connor, you know this, please, put the gun down" you took a couple of steps towards him, the large sniper rifle offsetting his appearance. You'd always seen him as so kind and yet here he was, a bullet only seconds away from killing the leader, you were the one thing keeping that android, Markus, alive.
"Detective, it's nothing but a machine, a machine about to start a civil wa-"
"It's a being fighting for his and all his people's rights!"Your shout had seemed to silence the world. The silence almost scared you. "Connor... come with me, come back. This isn't you"
"I'm accomplishing the task I was built to complete, what could you possibly mean Detective?" He'd turned around, facing you, the gun in his hand still pointed towards the street.
"You! You're more empty than ever before. Do you not remember sparing Chloe! The two girls at Eden club! You told Hank that you thought you two could be friends!!! Then you just turn around about to shoot the man fighting for your own freedom!"
"I assume that this sudden outburst of emotions is due to the feelings that you've hidden for me, is this not correct?" Your cheeks darkened at his statement. Of course he noticed. The small quirks that no guy would notice stood out like sore thumbs to a computing system. You let out a sigh "Detective, I'm going to do this whether you want me to or not. Are you ready to put your own mortality on the line for a hundred machines?"
"Yes.... but you don't want to do that Connor, what about Hank... what about me" you felt like the tears would start streaming down your face at any moment. You didn't care anymore whether he liked you or if he would ever love you. You just wanted him to put the gun down. That's when he got up, leaving the gun perched, probably ready to fire. You stood, looking up at him, when he kissed you.
He leaned down, pulling you closer as your warm lips met cold rubber, it felt strange, but the pounding of your heart froze you in place, he pulled out of the kiss, leaving you breathless "One dance for the road then?" His soft gravely voice couldn't help but make you swoon. You nodded, as an old song started to play.
You were a sucker for music that had been outdated, so of course Connor chose a song from the 2010's... you'd hummed the song before and a deep seated fear in you felt that this was all wrong, but your heart made you keep moving. Dancing on a rooftop in the snow as a battle for freedom sounded from below.
And that's when he started to sing "you keep dreamin, and dark schemin yeah ya do" his quiet voice only made you swoon even more. "You're a poison and i know that it's the truth. All my friends think, you're vicious, and they say you're suspicious." The song was one you knew, so of course, you sang along "You keep dreaming and dark scheming yeah ya do"
"I feel like I'm drowning" "Drownin"
"You're holdin my down and" "Hold- ing, Me, Down"
"Killing me slow" "so slow oh no"
"I feel like I'm drowning" "I'm drowning"
The slow dance between you two was perfect, a situation you'd only imagined. The android spinning you showed such emotions before this last protest, you just hoped you'd be able to coax those emotions out
You began to sing the next lines "You're so plastic, and it's tragic, just for you. I don't know what the hell you gonna do"
"When your looks start depleting and your friends all start leaving"
"You're so plastic and it's tragic, just for you"
"I feel like I'm drowning" "Drownin"
"You're holdin my down and" "Hold- ing, Me, Down"
"Killing me slow" "so slow oh no"
"I feel like I'm drowning, I'm drowning"
He spun you out, letting go of your hand putting a few feet between you. He started to walk, a circle, you followed his lead,The song almost becoming a battle.
"My life's, okay" "Just when you're not around me"
"My life's, okay " "Just when you're not around me"
"My life's, okay, just when you're not around me"
You both froze with the music, your cheeks with burning red from the cold and you could swear you saw some blue dusting Connor's cheeks. As the beat came back in he rushed towards you and lifted you up, you squeezed your eyes shut as you both began to sang
"I feel like I'm drowning" "Drownin" He put you down, holding your hands and looking deep into your eyes
"You're holdin my down and" "Hold- ing, Me, Down" you pulled him closer and he pushed you away, you couldn't tell if it was part of the dance or not
"Killing me slow, so slow oh no"he started to spin you again, as the exhilaration of this entire dance filled your heart, you squeezed you eyes shut.
"I feel like I'm drowning" "I'm drowning" The music, the Cold, the sound of his voice. His voice blocked out the pleading cries for freedom. His voice blocked out the crunching of snow. His voice blocked out the clicking of cameras. You became so distracted by his voice that you didn't realize when he let go of your hand
And you almost didn't realize when the ground disappeared
Your eyes shot open and you saw Connor, a smug smile on his face, the rooftop slanting as you fell down, you reached your arm out, a scream ripping out of your throat. And who did you call for help? 'Connor'. You cry went unnoticed as you fell to far, the music still seeming to pound through your ears as you just kept on falling.
It stared, crouched down, at the corpse of the Detective and the broken sniper rifle next to them. Of course. It would have to go and take care of the Deviant leader face to face.... that would complicate matters, but there isn't much it could do. It stood and turned around to walk out of the building. Connor did not fail missions.