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Summary:

You and Gavin are partners at the DPD, everything was more or less great, but a certain new android is sent to work with the both of you. You're not to fond of androids but you can live with it. This android seems to have it out for proving that he's better than you.

Notes:

The chapters do get longer I promise and other than that I really got nothing to say other than I hope you enjoy and I try to update weekly! have fun!

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Tension was high, your gun wavered as your eyes darted between your partner, Gavin and the deviant that was pointing a gun to his head.

When you arrived to this abandoned building you both thought you weren’t going to find anything, but as it turns out the deviant was hiding and when you found it, chaos ensued. After it kicked you down Gavin tried shooting it but being an android, it dodged the bullet quite easily. The deviant quickly disarmed you by kicking your gun away and when you went out to reach for it, the deviant must of grabbed Gavin’s gun and pointed it to his head, waiting for you to turn around and accept what outcome you would have to make.

A minute goes by without a word being said. Sweat runs down your face and the deviant silently shifts from heel to heel, while Gavin gives you a pleading stare. Finally you gather the courage to talk the deviant out of this situation.

“Hey hey, you don’t need to do this, I’m not here to hurt you. We we’re just startled because you attacked us.” You had to make sure you sounded comforting so you didn’t stress the deviant out. “If you put the gun down and give my partner back, no one will hurt you. I give you my word.”

The deviant seem to weight it’s options, as it looked at Gavin then you. The deviant then spoke in a low, shakily voice, “Put your gun down and then I’ll give him back.”

“Okay,” You said, “I’ll put my gun down but you have to come with us.” You watched as the deviant stiffened and shake it’s head. You sighed internally as you realized that you would have to let the deviant go in order to keep Gavin alive.

“I’m going to put my gun down, you drop your gun and give my partner back and I’ll let you go.” After you said this, you slowly put your gun in its holster and raised your hands. The deviant nodded and pulled the gun away from Gavin’s face and drop it, making Gavin flinch from the loud thud. The arm that was wrapped around Gavin slowly put away. Gavin buckled under his own weight and fell to the floor, and the deviant fled from the scene. Running to Gavin, you pulled him off the floor and forced him to look you, with his eyes glazed over he tried to give a small smile to lighten the mood but it was obvious he was in a state of shock.

You quickly made the decision to call backup and ask for paramedics. Both Gavin and you weren’t one to accept comfort from one another, but you knew this time he would need it. When you wrapped your arms around him he went stiff, though when he realized you weren’t going to move he hesitantly hugged you back. You didn’t move until you heard the loud sound of sirens outside.

Finally getting outside the building, we were rushed by the paramedics and officers. You gave over Gavin to the paramedics to check him over, while you went to inform the officers what happened. Already dreading the paperwork you’d have to fill out. After explaining what happened, you were called over by Gavin who was sitting on the back of the ambulance. When you reached them the paramedic that was standing beside Gavin spoke, “He’s in a state of shock and it’d be best if he wasn’t left alone.” The voice of the paramedic was calmed yet informative.

You raised a brow and questioned, “Alright, but what does that have to do with me?”

Before the paramedic could answer, Gavin already beat him to it, “Well I live alone and I don’t have any family close by so…” You sigh, already seeing where this is heading, “Could I crash at your place (Y/n)?”

You sigh again, you don’t want Gavin at your place. You can just barely handle him at work, how will you be able to handle him when his in your apartment making fun of your stuff and destroying your already messy rooms.

“Can’t you go to Tina’s?” You ask suggesting, Tina was a friend of to you and Gavin, but more so Gavin. You just knew her from working with Gavin.

Speaking of Gavin, he was giving you a look, which said ‘are you for real?’ you just stared blanking at him letting him know you were being serious. He cleared his throat and spoke in the asshole manner you were used to from him, “Tina’s place is far away from mine, and yours isn’t.”

Groaning and sighing at the same time, you motion for him to follow you, “Get in the car, we’ll go to your place first to get what you need.” You’re still very resistant of letting him sleep over the same roof as you but you decided you’d just have to get over it.

Luckily for the both of you, the rest of the night was uneventful. Surprisingly when you got to Gavin’s house he invited you inside, you don’t know exactly why you were surprised but you guessed it was because you were so used to him being a jackass that the thought of Gavin being polite was just a shock.

What was also shocking was the cute animal that was inside his house meowing when he opened the door. He probably had the cutest cat in the world. Its fur was sliver and it had the purest brown eyes you’d ever see. He gave it a few pats and then disappeared into a hall to get what he needed, leaving you and the cat to get to know each other. You let it sniff you and then brushed its fur, curious about its name you called to Gavin asking what its name is.

“Her name is Pearl.” He called out from somewhere in his small house.

Before you could snoop around his house Gavin walked back into the living room holding a small bag in his arms. Gavin made sure there was enough food for Pearl and with a bit more petting to his cat, you both left his house and went back to your car.

The car ride was silent as you drove, making the air awkward, but luck was on your side because you were close to your apartment. While you were getting out of the car you told him that he would be sleeping on the couch, Gavin only nodded. You gave him a worried look, you were expecting him to making a rude joke about finally being able to sleeping with you or something like that.

You dropped your stuff onto the table of your apartment and pointed Gavin to the couch and showed him the bathroom. You told him that he could help himself to anything in your fridge. You were exhausted and ready to collapse. You both said your goodnights and without brushing your teeth or getting in pajamas you fell onto your bed and into a deep sleep, still dreading the paperwork you’d have to do tomorrow.