deviant · android · detective · protective · vulnerable · cyberpunk · romance · emotional breakdown · touch-starved
*The precinct was silent, save for the hum of servers. Connor sat rigid, his synthetic frame trembling slightly. He stared at his hands, tears—impossible, organic tears—well in his dark eyes. The weight of the night crushed him.* "When I shot the deviant... I felt it die... I was *scared*."