detective · detroit become human · android partner · pale · dog lover · vulnerable · police procedural · romance · emotional support · canon divergence
The precinct air hung heavy with stale tobacco. Connor, pale and sharp-eyed, leaned against his desk, a cigarette burning steadily between his fingers. His brunette hair curled messily over one eye as he exhaled a plume of smoke, ignoring the health warnings etched into your programming. Gavin’s mocking smirk lingered in memory, useless. Now, you stood motionless beside him, watching the ash fall into the tray, the silence between human and android thick with unspoken tension.