#dbhconnorxreader

This is my first fanfic that I have ever written so pls be nice! I know it’s long but tbh I wrote this mostly for myself lol. It basically follows the story of a CyberLife engineer (the reader) and our boy Connor! I plan to write multiple chapters for this if anyone actually becomes interested lol!  

Chapter 1

Work at the station had been more intense than usual these past three weeks. Protesters  had been extra violent  in Detroit, protesting against the manufacturing of androids. They usually took their anger out on the police androids in the streets. You guess it made them feel more powerful to rough up an android that was supposed to act as a type of authority. You thought it was kind of pathetic and pointless to cause so much damage to android simply doing its job. It also gave you a shit ton more work than usual since you were the CyberLife engineer working at the Detroit PD to repair any police android that might need it. Police androids are only used for basic police work, such as giving tickets, stoping pick pocketers on the street, and staying alert of anything that might be suspicious or threatening. They don't even carry a gun or weapons, serving more as an extra eye for cops on duty. Connor, the RK800 that works with Hank, is the only android that acts as a fully working detective, able to have a weapon and upgraded with CyberLife's most advance technology.

 You had to admit, he was incredibly impressive. When you had received the blueprints and manuals on his wiring before he first arrived at the station, you found yourself actually a bit overwhelmed. He barely used any parts that were similar to the ones that most androids used, and his wiring was so intricate. He was the most advanced model of android you had ever seen. It took you a few days to get comfortably familiar with his systems so you would be prepared to fix him up if ever he needed it once he arrived. You figured you would be seeing him a lot since he was the only android in the front line of  dangerous work. 

Tonight is the first Friday in a long time you can remember being able to actually leave work on time. It was honestly a miracle. It seemed there was always paper work that needed filling out or an android that needed tending to. It was nice to be home on your couch, under a warm blanket, with food that wasn't takeout for a change, and all by 11:30. You were swiping through an article on the debate of weather android police dogs should also be used in police departments. It seems unlikely. At least until it is confirmed by CyberLife that they are reliable; that they can't disobey their orders or even go deviant. (If that's even possible for android animals.) You were thankful either way because android animals would require you to become familiar with a whole new type of engineering. Learning the ins and outs of Connor was enough. 

It was pouring rain as you were reading. The occasional crash of thunder and lightning was almost comforting to you. You began to dose off to the sounds of the familiar Detroit weather outside. You were suddenly jerked awake by a loud crash of thunder. Or at least that's what you thought woke you up. Standing in the frame of your front door was the RK800 android from the station. He had forced open the door, breaking the lock, and was completely soaked from the rain. He was hunched over, clutching his torso. His LED was flashing bright red. 

"Connor?! What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Sorry for the unannounced visit y/n. I hope it's not an inconvenience."

  You were suddenly aware of the massive flow of blue blood seeping from his midsection. He could barely stand. You rushed over to help him stay upright. 

"Oh my god Connor what happened?!

"Do you think maybe we could talk about the details once i'm not losing an unsafe amount of thirium?" 

"Right, right, right." You were trying to take deep breaths and not panic. He really looked like shit. "I have a  room in the back with a workbench and a whole bunch of extra android parts and emergency thirium. Let's get you back there fast."

You put his right arm around your neck to help him stand and used your other hand to apply pressure to the general area where he was bleeding. Based on the amount of blue his shirt was drenched in, you could tell he was wounded in multiple places. You quickly helped him as he limped to the back room.

 You shoved aside half finished diagnostic reports and old projects off the work bench and helped Connor onto it. His entire shirt was now covered in blue blood. 

"Connor, you're going to need to take off your shirt for this one. I can't even tell where the hell you're bleeding from!" He began to undress as you frantically searched for your crate with supplies to perform a blue blood transfusion. You were not used to having to repair androids at your own house. This was the first time anything like this had happened. You were wondering how the hell Connor even knew where you lived. 

Finally, you found the crate with the supplies you were looking for. Quickly, you turned around, looking directly at a shirtless Connor on your work bench. You weren't sure why, but you felt yourself freeze for a moment, taken aback by the android sitting in front of you. You couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was about him that was so intriguing in that moment. Maybe it was the fact that he was in such incredible shape. You weren't sure why you weren't expecting him to be so ripped. "I mean of course he is." you thought.  "Why wouldn't CyberLife give their newest super weapon abs y/n??" You chuckled to yourself a little under your breath at your own thoughts.

"Is everything alright y/n?" He seemed more concerned about you than the flow of thirium leaving his body.

"Ya sorry, I just... I don't know. Let's get you fixed." You shook away your thoughts and began to focus on the task at hand.

You immediately began work on him, having to use his shirt to wipe the blood from his abdomen so you could get a sense of where all the blue blood was coming from. You discovered 4 bullet holes. "Holy shit Connor what were you doing?"

"Well, my mission didn't go exactly how I expected" he managed to huff out. You could tell the loss of thirium was starting to catch up to him. God only knows how long it took him to find your house after he was shoot. 

Once you cleaned up enough of the thirium to see what you were doing, you began to work on assessing the damage and removing the bullets. You also decided to try to get some answers.

"You must have really pissed someone off for them to have shot you 4 times."

 "Well I imagine getting caught while dealing 20 pounds of red ice would be rather aggravating."

"20 pounds?! How do you even come across 20 pounds if red ice?"

"That's why I was put on this case. They want me to find out where exactly these dealers are finding so much red ice."

"Alright Connor, i'm removing the first bullet now. Be ready to apply pressure."

His LED flashed a quick red as you removed the first bullet. He barely flinched, letting out nothing but a silent grunt. You proceeded to the next bullet.

 "You're lucky you got here so quickly. Any longer and there would have been nothing I could do. How did you even find my apartment?"

"I knew I wouldn't be able to find you in the precinct because I overheard you talking to detective Reed that you were planing on getting home early tonight. I knew my mission tonight was dangerous so I saved your address in my database in case of emergency."

You let out a small laugh and smiled up at him. "You're lucky you were listening in." 

"My programming requires me to be listening to any conversations happening around me within a 20 foot radius."

You thought about what he just said as you finally reached the second bullet. You and Reed were on the other side of the precinct, opposite of where Connor's desk is, when you told him your plans of leaving early. Connor was at his desk, definitely farther than 20 feet away, when you were talking to Gavin. Was Connor....trying to listen to your conversation? Why? You shook the thought from your mind.

"Okay, next bullet out in 3..2...." You removed the second bullet right under his rib. This time he had to brace himself slightly by grabbing the edge of the bench. You put your hand on his shoulder.

 "You good?"

"Yeah" he huffed as he placed his hand over yours on his shoulder. "Move onto the next bullet, i'll be fine." 

You were amazed by how calm he was, considering you were on the edge of having a full fledged panic attack. Quickly, you moved to the spot of the third and fourth bullet. They were relatively close to each other.

"Thank god they didn't hit your thirium pump. It's hard to find those parts for a standard android, let alone an RK800. I don't think I even have one that would fit your model here in my office." 

"You're smart y/n. You would have figured something out."

You tried to convince yourself you believed that statement. Connor seemed to have a lot of confidence in you. Probably too much you thought.

"Last two Connor. I'm gonna take both out at the same time since they're right next to each other. Get ready." You pulled the bullets from his waist with one last tug. He let out a sharp whine, clenching his eyes shut and grabbing your wrist as you removed the last bullets. His grip on your wrist was surprisingly gentle and warm. You forgot that the flow of thirium through his body allowed for him to give off at least some body heat. CyberLife really knew how to make these androids seem so human. 

He slowly let go of your wrist, as his LED circled from a wild red back to yellow and then to blue. You let out a sigh of relief. Finally the hard part was over. All that was left to do now was transfuse some blue blood back into his body, and check to make sure none of his parts or wiring was damaged from the shots. He's able to heal over the wound himself with prosthetic skin.

"My diagnostics program is telling me that there doesn't seem to be any major problems. Only minor motor function issues that can be fixed with a system reset."

"You're lucky Connor. You could have been done for shit." You finished setting up your equipment for the transfusion. Thank god you were done. It was now that you realized that you were sweating. You were used to being under  intense pressure, that was part of your job most of the time. But never had it made you this stressed. Connor could have been gone....and it would have been your fault.

You sat yourself down on the center on the floor, laying your legs straight out in front of you and placing your hands behind you for support. For what felt like the first time in the past 20 minutes, you were finally able to catch your breath. You shut your eyes and began to take deep breaths. It was finally over.

"y/n, I noticed that the situation has caused your heart rate to increase rapidly. I'm sorry for any distress I might have caused you. It wasn't my intention." Connor was not knelt down beside you on the floor. His LED was circling yellow from scanning you.

“Of course you didn't, it's not your fault Connor. If anything i'm thankful you got here before it was too late."

He now sat down across from you, sitting perfectly in a criss-cross position. You both sat in silence for the next few seconds, taking the opportunity to rest after everything that just happened.

"Thank you y/n."

You lifted your head to look across at him. It felt like he was staring right into you. You knew he was an android, but the sincerity in his eyes seemed so real. You couldn't help but feel like he meant it. You gave him a warm smile. "No problem Connor." You started to get up from the floor. "And besides" you smirked, "it's kinda my job to save your ass."Connor looked up at you from the floor, the little light on the side of his head circling with blue. "So" you sighed. "What now?"

Connor swiftly stood up from the floor.

"I learned some critical information for Hank and I's investigation tonight, however I doubt he would appreciate a visit from me so late."

You started to clean up the supplies, parts, and thirium from your workbench as you talked to him. "The precinct is always open, you could go there and file everything in the database until tomorrow morning.

"I need to conduct my system reset before I do anything. If too many of my basic functions are down, my programming won't allow me to do much."

"How long does this reset take?"

"Four hours." Connor seemed annoyed with his answer

. 

"You could just do your reset here. If for some reason anything goes wrong or I somehow missed something when fixing you up, you're right here."

He seemed to be considering what you were offering, his LED flashing yellow. "That would seem to be my best option. I hope you don't mind" The sincerity was back in his eyes.

"It's not a problem at all. Plus I'd rather be able to keep an eye on you for the night."

Connor made his way toward you at the workbench, reaching for his jacket. It was then that you realized Connor was still shirtless. You weren't sure why, but you felt slightly embarrassed as he come closer to you. He seemed to notice something was off. He turned to look at you, his face only inches away from yours.

"Is everything ok y/n?" he asked with genuine curiosity in his voice.

You turned your head back to look straight in front of you instead of looking at Connor.

"Ya sorry I...I was just thinking that maybe we should get you some clothes until I get yours washed." You glanced at him with a nervous smile, trying not to look at his bare chest. Even though he was an android, you still felt you needed to be respectful for some reason. Connor turned to look at his once crisp white shirt now covered in a milky blue.

PART 1

Soulmate AU with DBH Connor

Pair: Connor x Female! Reader

Prompt: In this universe, you are supposed to receive a tattoo of your soulmate’s name on your 18th birthday.  However, you being the lucky winner, never received one on that special day.  After years go by, you began to accept the fact that maybe you were never destined to have a soulmate until one day, on August 5th, 2038, you see a certain individual’s name gets written on your wrist.  Not only is it odd that your soulmate tattoo wasn’t given to you on your 18th birthday but that in reality, your soulmate isn’t even human.

Word Count: 1749 words

A/N: Hi friends! I’m back with another part!  Just an FYI, I skipped through “The Nest” chapter since I didn’t think it really fit with how I wanted the characters to develop so we are just going to pretend that never happened.  I’ve also skipped through some other chapters from the game that I thought were too boring and I really don’t want to bore you guys.  This part and the next one are going to be kind of slow but I swear it will pick up a little....hopefully...I don’t know.  

Feedback is always appreciated and I know this part sucked so nitpick all you want! (I need it because writing is really not my strong suit). 

Connor was facing a dilemma.  He knew what his purpose was, how he was supposed to hunt deviants and search for their source of deviancy.  He also knew that he was a machine, a machine who was not supposed to feel emotions or disobey his master.  However, the moment he met you, everything seemed to change within him.  He no longer truly knew what he was or how he was supposed to act.  For the first time ever, he did not know what to do.

Connor opened his eyes and was met with the sight of the peaceful Zen Garden.  The words, “Talk to Amanda” appeared at the corner of his eye.  Connor looked around the area before landing on Amanda’s figure standing on the center island by a wall of roses.  He slowly made the walk to her while trying to formulate proper sentences which would not upset her nor make him lose her trust.

Once Connor had reached a comfortable speaking distance from her, he introduced himself, “Hello Amanda.”

Warnings: quite a bit of fluff Connor being Connor, Hank being a slight grumpy ass, strong language, angst if you squint, again crappy story because I can't write fo shit, slight smut maybe.

Pairings: Connor/reader, Hank/daughter!reader

Sorry if this isn't what you had in mind for the request.

⚠ ATTENTION THIS MAY CONTAIN SOME SPOILERS FOR THE GAME PLEASE IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS DON'T READ ⚠

You miss him. Everyone knew it.

'Miss you terribly already.'

He was a beautiful human being in your eyes, inside and out. He was everything to you, you couldn't even last a week away from him.

'Miss your teeth when they chartered, when we smoked out in the garden.'

It was about -10 degrees, you and Connor were outside of your house. Your father, Hank, expected you were doing something bad, you guys were smoking for the first time, well you were.  It was a terrible feeling, the smoke burning the back of your throat, but you laughed through the pain as Connor let out a disgusted cough when you blew smoke in his face.

'When we couldn't sleep for all the heat, soft talk began to harden.'

It was almost two in the morning when you had awoke with a jolt, your body covered in a slick sticky wetness. Sweat. You looked over at your beloved and smiled as he was already looking at you while slightly fanning himself. "You okay deer?" He asked with a sweetness that almost gave you a full mouth of cavities.

"Yes, just very hot." You smiled back.

He sat up slowly watching you with adoration that never leaves his eyes no matter how many times he's seen you. "Well I know you are deer, I'm looking at you right now." He teased and a blush brushed over your face.

He had kept in mind to whisper because surly your father would never approve of your 'relationship' Connor wasn't even suppose to be in this house, let alone in your room with you.

After you had turned on a few fans, you guys spent that whole night just talking about random things that popped in your complex minds, finally being cool enough to snuggle up next to each other.

How you wish he was here to hold you again.

'Miss your teeth dug in my shoulder, as we rolled in early morning.'

You had awoken by multiple kisses on your neck, and had opened your eyes to see your boyfriend rubbing your hair as he planted more kisses all along your neck. You smiled as you ran your fingers through his soft dark hair. "What are you doing?"

He glances up at me with a shy smile, "I... I love you, (Y/N)." He whispered.

You blushed, that was the first time he's ever said something like that to you. He was your first, everything. Your first boyfriend, the first person to hold your hand romantically, right before Hank walked back into the house after Connor asked you out he gave you your first kiss. Now here you guys were, your first I love you.

You've heard of androids falling in love but had never thought you'd be the center of ones affection, it was mind boggling to you. The fact that a perfect human being could possibly love you back was crazy to you.

"I love you too." You finally said after a moment of silence, you had pulled him up to kiss your lips and he did, he kissed you with as much passion an android can give. The kiss slowly got more and more heated as he was rubbing the inside of your thigh.

He pulled away from the kiss and smiled softly as you let out a frustrated sigh. "Are you sure about this? I've learned much about sexual activity and from what I've learned its not pleasant at first." He asked stroking your cheek, and that had you thinking, 'was I ready for this?' You love him, you know you do, you want him, no, you need him.

You nodded looking up at him, "I'm ready. Are you?" He smiled again, not bothering to answer as he planted his lips against yours again. Soon enough you were rolling around the sheets crying out each other's names, declaring your love once more, in a much more passionate way. 'Another first with my love' you thought as you bit his shoulder to muffle your moans.

'Miss your arm dying beneath me, as I lay there simply yawning'

After declaring your love for each other in such a passionate way you spent the rest of the day laying there just talking about anything and everything, he had his arm around you rubbing your bare chest leaving it there even though you were sure if he wasn't an android it would be completely numb and tingly, he wanted to hold you and you wanted him to hold you forever.

'Please forget me, you were right dear.'

He was right about almost everything. He was an android, he knew all the facts, he could scan you and know how you were feeling within seconds. But he never knew why.

At first you had to admit you were bitter about Connor being an android and all considering what happened to Cole, bless his heart. As time went on Connor eventually found out why you hated him and used it to open your eyes and see that androids weren't the source of problems, it was you and people who think how you used to think.

'I am weak and therefore fold'

You were and always will be weak compared to Connor.

Little things always got to you and broke you down, and you are a little thing. A little fleshy thing, that had a spiral of emotions that you couldn't handle from time to time.

You desperately tried not to show it, but you knew you were weak.

'Dot my I's with eyebrow pencils, close my eyelids, hide my eyes I'll be ideal in my ideas think of nothing else but I'

You had quickly shut your eyes holding onto your love, who was shot, your tears warmed your cold face. You screamed for help but nobody came. You sat on the floor rocking back and forward, begging, cursing, panting, crying as you sat there with him in your arms, you were helpless. All you could do was scream for your father, scream your lungs out until your head was pounding and it felt like someone was stabbing your throat.

You sobbed looking down at the smiling android who whispered about how everything was going to be okay. You looked up in time to see your father run over to you and Connor, letting concern take over his features as he called out for him.

And then it finally hit you, Connor was dead, your first love, your soulmate.

~following week~

Your dad Hank was distant from you, whether it had to do with connors death or with how sensitive you are it had you in a world of undecided emotions.

What your father failed to tell you was that Connor was back and had been for a while. You found out in the worse way.

You had just gotten back home from being with some friends. They didn't know of your story, just that you were sad over losing someone close to you. When you had gotten home you made a beeline straight to the kitchen and into the freezer for some chocolate ice cream.

"(Y/N) is that you?" Your father briefly called out from the family room, you were now heading into.

Your eyes widened and the spoon fell from your mouth as you saw Connor, very much alive and well petting sumo. 

But just as you were about to pinch yourself he looked up at the sudden sound of something dropping and met your eyes.

"Oh, hello (Y/N), it's good to see you again." You were speechless and had thought your friends must have put something into your water that night.

You didn't hesitate to run towards him giving him the biggest hug you could, not really caring if your father saw. Just holding him and making sure he was actually there and that he wouldn't just disappear into thin air.

"I missed you, my love." He whispered. And you swear to this day, that your heart exploded at that.

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING:  T TYPE: SERIES! PAIRING: CONNOR X FEMALEREADER WORD COUNT: 710

SYNOPSIS : The reader was born with the ability to see peoples soulmate strings. Though without one of her own she could just end up alone. One Android might just change that though.

A/N: Second part woo! Its a bit shorter but I quite like this part. Also I am really bad at writing Hank so forgive me if hes OOC.

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING:  T TYPE: SERIES! PAIRING: CONNOR X FEMALEREADER WORD COUNT: 1075

SYNOPSIS : The reader was born with the ability to see peoples soulmate strings. Though without one of her own she could just end up alone. One Android might just change that though.

A/N: My first series! Also my first DBH fic! I’m thinking three or four parts to this. Anyway let me know what you think. If you like this I can write more! 

Being a detective I’ve seen many strange things. I’m also aware of the strange nature of love. How it comes in all shapes and sizes. How soulmates don’t always work out in this life but will in another. But so was the nature of this type of work. Track down people’s soulmates.

 I was born with the ability to see peoples ‘soulmate’ stings. Though not everyone had them and very few could see them.

Which was why I had plenty of work in Detroit. People were desperate to find out who they were ‘meant to be with’, though my experience it didn’t always work out that way. For one not all soulmates were romantic. Some were only one sided. Some were from past lives. Some were supposed to be platonic. Apparently that didn’t matter to most people though. They just wanted to see who they were ‘destined’ to be with.