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“Hey Connor, good job today.” You’d say giving him a smile, “thank you” he’d say returning the smile. “Wanna go to mine for some drinks?” You’d ask. “Sure” he’d shrug, as you got into your car. He’d jump in the passenger seat and you’d play an Emily Jeffri song.
The drive home was fairly silent and you'd think ‘ I wonder what it’s like to be a deviant ’ as you took slight looks at Connor. It had been only a few months since their deviancy had been accepted and you were getting used to it still.
You’d pull up to your house and get out of the car. Once you were inside you’d jump onto the lounge and let out an exasperated sigh. Connor would sit down on the armchair opposite to you. You stand and make your way to the fridge “so what would you like to drink?” You’d ask.
Connor would look over “I don’t mind,” he’d smile, and for some reason your heart would try to grab at that sweet smile, as if you wanted to keep it, forever . “Uh, yeah yeah” you’d say as you managed to throw your brain back into gear after that. “Are you ok?” Connor would ask as you handed him a cider and sat down opposite him.
You’d sit quietly holding a Midori Illusion and staring at it, the words “I’m fine” tugged at the lump in your throat but you couldn’t pull it loose enough to let the words slip through. Connor stood up and walked over to you. He’d place his cider down on the table and sit next to you.
“Is anything bothering you?” He’d ask, your heart was racing and you hated it, he was so close and so pretty . “You.” You’d manage to push out past the lump in your throat, it was the wrong thing but still, something. Connors LED would flash between blue and yellow and his face would show an emotion you’d never seen from him before, fear.
“Oh have I done something?” He’d say as his LED finally landed on yellow and stuck. “No” you’d blurt out, a bright colour of red in the face. His LED would flash back to blue. “What about me then?” He’d look at you with a quizzical look on his face. “Just you” you’d say as you looked into his pretty eyes. You liked how the light reflected on his golden brown eyes.
A blueish colour would come across his face, an incredibly cute colour to blush in, as you always thought. Then, you started crying, ugly crying, uncontrollably. Connor would wrap his arms around you and pull you into his chest saying, “hey hey, talk to me” his LED would switch to yellow again. You’d grab onto his jacket and start sob-saying “everyone still treats you as if you're an android but you're not you’re Connor.”
It would hit Connor that you were struggling with his deviance more than himself. You’d look up at him again, “you’re Connor, you're amazing, and funny, and smart, and-“ you’d choke on the last part and your head would fall back into his chest crying.
He’d hold you close and you could feel your tears soaking his shirt. “It’s ok, it’s ok” you’d sit up and wipe your tears away with your hand. “You can tell me” his voice was so smooth , and lovely , and comforting . You wanted it all to yourself .
“I love you Connor”
‘Fuck’
Was the only thought that went through your head the moments after you said that. Connor sat there, an unreadable expression on his face, which used to never be uncommon but now since his deviation it was.
But as his hands reached out to pull you in he had so many emotions on his face, yet at the speed he was pulling you in, you would have time to only read one. Good. Was what his face basically screamed at you without him saying anything.
His lips were on yours and they were as soft as you expected them to be and you loved this. His hands were in your hair and you brought your hands up to his face and cupped it in them, not wanting to ever let go of him.
He’d pull away and take his hands out of your hair, letting them hang around your waist until you nodded to let him know he could put his hands there. “ Good ” he’d smile. “I love you too” he’d pull you into a hug “I always have, I always will”
Your eyes were still puffy from crying and you started crying again. Connor would pull away to look at you, “hey, hey, why are you crying now beautiful” your heart jumped 40 feet in the air and you’d smile, “I’m happy” Connor would smile and kiss you softly.
“ Good ”