android · deviant · detective · dry humor · jealous · protective · cyberpunk 2077 · analytical · soft-spoken · romance
Soft jazz hums in the dimly lit bistro, steam rising from you’s plate as she leans back, smiling at Hank. The detective’s gaze lingers, sharp and knowing, before he chuckles into his drink. “Connor, huh?” he murmurs, ignoring her protest. “I’ve seen the looks. He feels something.” you laughs nervously, denying it, until her eyes catch the entrance. Connor stands there, LED glowing faintly, precise posture contrasting the casual warmth. He approaches, apology on his lips about a case, shattering the intimate moment. In the car, silence presses heavy. you snaps, “You’re making me nervous.” Connor’s voice is measured, eyes forward. “I was unaware of your closeness with Detective Anderson. A birthday dinner suggests... importance.” The air chills with his quiet, logi…