#dad hank

Every man (and android) for himself. 

[platonic/familial] As somebody once said to me regarding Sixty, “Mah brain damaged boi.” I think he deserves to drink thirium however he well pleases

(A Feel-good fic, father/son relationship)

Summary: Hank get’s thrown a surprise party by his friends and colleagues at work, but that is not the only surprise he receives OR the time Connor calls Hank ‘Dad’ for the first time.

Warning: None! Just feel-good, fluffy, Hank/Connor/father/son goodiness.

Art: By me

“Come on Hank, we don’t wanna be late for work.” Connor called impatiently, waiting at the entrance to the DPD.

“Relax kid, work isn’t going anywhere and we’re in good time. Why such a rush?” Hank chuckled as he made his way towards the android.

“I’m just.. Excited.”

“For what? Paperwork?” Hank laughed goodnatured. He’d finally reached the door, which Connor was holding open for him, and he reached out and ruffled the kid’s brown locks for good measure as he entered.

“Ah! Hank, not my hair! I finally styled it perfectly this morning!” Connor protested and moved away from under the hand and immediately began shifting through his thick locks to get it back in order as he shot Hank a slight glare and a pout, which only made the older man laugh harder.

Sometimes the kid reminded him of a overgrown pup, not that he minded. Connor had filled his life with energy and joy he hadn’t thought possible for him to ever regain after Cole’s death and his following divorce. It was like the kid had given him a purpose again and it’d helped turn his life around for the better. He’d managed to quit drinking, he’d started exercising and loosing weight and while he still enjoyed the occasional visit to the Chicken Feed, Connor had personally helped him change his eating habits to a more healthy and balanced diet. He couldn’t imagine his life without Connor in it anymore, a thought that had scared him at first, but now made him feel blessed and thankful.

“Alright, my bad.” Hank chuckled and wiped a tear from his eye. He placed his arm around his partner’s shoulders. “Let’s get you to that paperwork you’re so excited for then.” He grinned and lead the way towards the office, he opened the door and…

“SURPRISE!!” The crowd of officers and colleagues yelled out in unison at their entry, almost giving Hank a damn heart attack.

“What the hell!!” He shouted out, startled.

The crowd laughed and cheered at his reaction and started throwing colourful confetti in the air. Hank noticed several of them had adorned festive pointed hats, among them captain Fowler who stood with a wide grin of his own as he clapped his hands in joy and no doubt amusement of his lieutenant’s surprise. A banner was hanging from the ceiling above them all, reading ‘Happy birthday Hank!’ in bold letters.

That’s when Hank realised what day it was, September 6. His birthday.. Which he’d totally forgotten.. He turned to Connor who was still standing at his side, but now with a wide smile of his own.

“You!” He pointed accusingly at Connor trying to act stern and angry, but already feeling his facade cracking into a smile. “You did this!”

“Maybe.” Connor laughed making Hank laugh as well.

Hank hadn’t celebrated his birthday in years. He hadn’t felt like he had anything to celebrate by turning a year older, hence why he hadn’t even bothered to notice todays date, but he actually found.. he didn’t mind this.. For the first time in a long time, the prospect of celebrating his birthday with his colleagues he’d finally reconnected with and with Connor. It sounded.. Nice.

“Come on birthday boy take a seat, we have another surprise for you!” Tina called and pulled out Hank’s desk chair for him to sit.

“Goddamn, I’m not sure my heart can take anymore surprises today. I’m an old man now after all.” Hank joked, but still made his way to sit as instructed.

“Nonsense! 55 is the new 25, everyone knows that.” Chris said, making the crowd laugh.

The lights were suddenly dimmed and Hank watched as Connor exited the break room, carrying a large cake with two lit candles in the shape of the number 5 on top. The kid was smiling that bright smile of his and as he walked towards Hank’s desk the people around him started singing;

“Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday dear Haaank

Happy birthday to you!

From good friends and true

From old friends and new

May good luck go with you

And happiness too!”

As the song ended everybody started clapping and cheering. The kid had made it all the way to stand in front of Hank’s desk, his eyes shining as bright as the blue of his LED at his temple, his face partly illuminated by the soft glow of the candles.

“Happy birthday, Dad!” Connor said, smiling widely at Hank, with the cake held out in front of him, proudly.

Hank’s eyes widened and his face fell slack in shock as he looked up at the kid from his seated position. His heart suddenly hammered in his chest and his tongue felt dry in his mouth, making him speechless. Connor immediately seemed to realise his obvious slip-up as he clamped his mouth tightly shut and his LED chanced from its calm blue to a fast spinning red and his eyes turned wide and panicked. The crowd around them had also fallen silent and looked skittishly between Hank and Connor, the atmosphere suddenly thick with a panicked awkwardness.

“I-l mean happy birthday Ha..Lieutenant!” Connor stammered out, unable to hide his growing distress. “I’m.. So sorry.. I’ll..” an uncomfortable pause followed. All eyes were on Connor, the silence was deafening.

[WARNING: Stress levels 78%^] His HUD offered uselessly.

Connor sat the cake down on Hank’s desk, possible with a little more force than was necessary, and rose into the machinelike posture of attention he’d been used to before he turned deviant. “I apologise for my indiscretion, lieutenant. I promise it won’t happen again. Please enjoy the rest of your birthday, I’ll offer my service to help run patrol the rest of the day should you have need of me.” He reported in a forced monotone voice of indifference, although he was sure his red LED betrayed his inner dread and panic. He needed to get out of here before he’d make Hank even more uncomfortable with his presence. With that he made a beeline for the exit.

The sight of Connor turning and walking away finally snapped Hank out of his stupor. “Wait..” He said, but his voice was hoarse and didn’t carry far enough to be heard by the fast disappearing Connor. “Wait!” He tried again, his voice a bit stronger. He pushed himself away from his desk and fought to stand up in jerky movements. His body felt light and heavy at the same time, making it hard to move, but he finally managed to get up with the help from some of his friends around him. Connor had already left the office in a speed walk and Hank took off in a run to catch up with him. He pushed the door open to the reception area and spotted Connor at the other end of the room. “Connor!!” He yelled out in a strong voice this time.

His voice must have carried the sort of rushed desperation he felt in his stomach, because Connor finally paused in his steps and turned around to look back at Hank. Hank swore he could feel his heart almost breaking at the sight. Connor’s eyes were wide and sad, his LED was still spinning a wild red and the kid just looked so utterly defeated and broken. Hank picked up his pace and raced across the space, not caring people were staring and had to jump out of his way as he came barreling through not to get hit. All he focused on was getting to Connor as fast as possible.

He skidded to a stop mere inches from the android who looked up at him with those damn sad puppy eyes. The machinelike facade had disappeared completely, leaving only the insecure and vulnerable core of the real Connor back, who immediately began a stream of hurried explanations and apologies;

“I know what you’re gonna say lieutenant, I know I was out of line and I’m so sorry! It just.. Came out of me!! I didn’t mean to, I j-just..” But Connor was interrupted as he found himself being suddenly pulled forcefully into a tight embrace, as Hank squeezed him close to his chest and burrowed his chin against the side of the android’s head. Connor’s senses were filled with the smell of Hank’s cologne and the feel of the strong arms that were wrapped around his shoulders. Without conscious thought he found himself immediately returning the gesture and curled his arms under Hank’s and holding on tight on his broad shoulders. He could feel his stress levels falling considerably already.

“Connor.. Son.. You can call me Dad if you want to.. Of course you can!” Hank said, his voice wavering slightly as he fought to hold back tears.

Connor felt his thirium pump increase its rhythm and replayed Hank’s words in his memory-banks several times, positive he’d heard him wrong. But after several replays he was sure he’d heard correctly. “R-Really?!” He asked in disbelief.

Hank tightened his grip even further around his boy. “It would be the best birthday gift I’ve ever received if you would.” He said in a half crying and half laughing into Connor’s hair.

Connor felt his own eyes overflowing with emotion too and burrowed his head into Hank’s shoulder. “Thank you..” He cried, his voice slightly muffled by Hank’s jacket.

“Please, say it again.. For me son..” Hank asked and gently placed one of his hands at the back of Connor’s head.

Connor tightened his own hold even more and smiled into the soft leather against his face as more tears feel from his eyes. “Thank you, Dad..”

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Hank Anderson & Connor Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

  Additional Tags: Hurt Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Connor (Detroit: Become Human) Whump, Whump, Beating, Poor Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Hank Anderson & Connor Parent-Child Relationship, Worried Hank Anderson, Blood and Violence, Restraints, Undercover, Undercover Missions, Protective Hank Anderson, Deviant Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Post-Pacifist Best Ending (Detroit: Become Human), Hurt/Comfort, 

Summary:

Bishop Losa x OC Lara Barrera Losa (Father/Daughter Duo) annnndddd eventual Angel Reyes x OC Lara Losa (Romantic Pairing)

TW: Mention of familial loss, death, murder, car accident, blood, domestic abuse, relationship abuse, more t r a u m a.

A/N: A little Uncle Hank and Niece Lara being awkward and shy followed up by some classic girls supporting girls. Next chapter will have some more Dad Bish, he’s just currently cleaning up our girl’s mess right now. Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter Index

Word Count: 2.3k words

Contaminated Taglist: @est1887 (Let me know if you want to be added!)

So I had this DBH fanfic idea for a while and I’m not doing anything with it so I thought if I shared it here someone might write it or use it for inspiration for their own work!

The main plot was gonna be that Detective Hank fosters Nines Droid, when he finds out that Nines has a younger brother he goes to find him and foster him too so the brothers could be together. And the fic was gonna be the three of them grow closer and Hank eventually adopts both boys.

These were some points I wrote down for each character:

Detective Hank Anderson; 34, Foster Father to Nines & Connor Detective At Detroit Precinct Fosters Nines, & Soon After Connor Adopts Sumo For Connor Adopts Nines & Connor At One Point In The Future

Nines Droid; 16, High School Prodigy, Asexual Mom Became Sick And Died In Hospital, When Nines Was 9 Father Became An Alcoholic After Her Death, Gave Up His Parental Rights When Nines Was 12 Has Been In Bad Foster Homes Became Separated From Connor At Age 14 Moved In With Hank At 15, Asked About His Brother

Connor Droid; 10, Autistic, Home Schooled Mom Became Sick And Died In Hospital, When Connor Was 3 Father Become An Alcoholic After Her Death, Gave Up His Parental Rights When Connor Was 6 Has Been In Bad Foster Homes Became Separated From Nines At Age 8 Moved In With Hank At 9, Reunited w/Nines

Gavin Reed; 17, High School Dropout Abusive Father Bad Side Of The Law

Tina Chen - 17, Gavin’s Childhood Friend Chris Miller - 10, Connor’s Friend/Neighbor Markus Manfred - 10, Adopted, Autistic (Lower On The Spectrum), Connor’s Friend Simon Lambert - 10, Shy, Markus’ Friend

Then I had a few ideas on either one shots in the series or things that could happen in the fic:

Hank Fostering Nines, Starts Looking For Connor, Fosters Him, Brothers Have A Heartwarming Reunion.

Hank Adopts Sumo For Connor!!

Nines & Gavin Meet For The First Time At Police Precinct

First Day Of High School, Nines Sees Gavin Again

Connor Meets Chris & Became Friends

Bullies Being Mean To Chris And Connor, Protective Nines

Maybe Gavin Babysitting Connor, Protective Gavin

Connor Goes To A Support Group And Meets Markus