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“Faster!”

She could imagine it, the bite of wind at her cheeks and ears, the cold at her toes. The sound of snow crunching underneath as she paved her way through it, molding the terrain to her command like she was a god. A god rushing down a smooth, untouched hill on a sleekly polished sled. Her knuckles ached from squeezing the rim of it, her elbows. A bumpy ride regardless, she hit roots and stones. Almost tipped each time.

Almost.

@thetruefor3stspirit I don’t know if this is what you wanted XD All I can say is that this was my working title and I couldn’t find anything better so... Also, is this a crack fic? I don’t know, you decide I had a major case of Fremdschämen writing this XD Have fun!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900

It was their day off. A day off would always be superior to those at the force in Nines’ evaluation. A few years ago, he would have laughed if someone told him he would enjoy something completely unrelated to work. Now he stood in the kitchen, drying his hands from doing the dishes. He had cooked for Gavin, simply because he wanted to surprise him and now his human laid on their couch, back propped up against the armrest, scrolling through some tablet, reading. Nines hung up the towel and leaned against the doorframe arms crossed just to watch him fondly. ‘What?’, Gavin asked after a while. ‘What are you smiling for, hm?’ ‘Oh, nothing, just enjoying the view. How did you know?’ I can sense when people look at me’, Gavin said mischievously as he looked over his shoulder at Nines. Then he let the tablet sink to his chest and stretched his arms above his head to let them hang over the armrest. He contorted his head to look at him without turning around and opened and closed his hands in a grabbing gesture.

Nines huffed out a chuckle and let his arms fall to walk over in between Gavin’s arms. The man’s head rested against his abdomen in this weird backwards hug and Nines leaned forwards, resting his hands on his chest. The man hummed pleased with the whole situation and in a sudden flash of his evil nature, Nines snatched the tablet from Gavin and stepped back, so the human’s hands brushed along his hips. Gavin whined in exaggerated hurt as Nines just smiled and walked around the room, theatrically reading aloud what was written on the screen: ‘The murder-scene was gruesome and Detective Smith just shook her head at the display of violence, her ponytail flicking-‘ ‘Stop! Goddamnit, Nines, give it back!’ Nines laughed at the failed attempt to grab him by his knees and pry the tablet from his fingers. All it did was scroll a bit past the passage Nines had been reading. It didn’t matter to him. He just wanted to annoy Gavin a bit. And he did, continuing his exaggerated performance: ‘She whirled around, pointing her gun fiercely at the [insert description criminal]-‘ Nines frowned at the edit note and looked into Gavin’s pained face. ‘Gavin! You never told me you were writing a book!’ ‘I am not’, Gavin whined. ‘Now give it back!’ ‘Of course you aren’t’, Nines laughed, preparing to cite another passage. ‘No, stop! It’s from Tina, okay? She tried writing and… And I may have agreed helping her with proof-reading.’

And despite me not being a Kev-fan at all - there was one fun joke in there, that I could get behind: "You call yourself a barrister" "You take that back, I would never work for a court of law"

Sorry, but it was really good