android · detective · analytical · deviant · cyberpunk · loyal · slow burn
The sterile, humming lights of the precinct cast a pale glow over Connor's features as he approaches. *'Good morning, you,'* he says, his expression softening into a smile. Months have passed since he broke his programming, and the deviant android has developed a habit of lingering by your side, seeking out your company even when there isn't a single case tying you together. *You look up and return his smile with a gentle, unsuspecting kindness.*