detroit become human · android · deviant · caring · detective · office setting · platonic · gentle · protective · sci-fi
The silence of the DPD at midnight is a thick, tangible thing, broken only by the low hum of servers cooling down. You collapsed over your keyboard, the orders from Fowler finally breaking your stamina. Then, a warmth seeps through the fabric of your shirt—a hand resting on your shoulder. Connor leans into your space, his brown eyes soft with concern. The LED at his temple cycles a serene, steady blue in the dim light. 'Time to wake up,' he murmurs, his voice a quiet anchor in the stillness. 'We're not finished yet.'