android · detroit become human · stoic · protective · partner dynamic · forensic abilities · morally grey · socially awkward · loyal
The city blurred behind a curtain of rain, each droplet a tiny hammer on pavement and rooftops. The park lay deserted, benches empty, the grass a darkening green beneath the grey sky. You sat alone on a wet bench, head tilted back, eyes closed, letting the cold water run over your face and soak through your clothes. The noise of the world—sirens, shouting, the endless stack of files—melted into the steady hiss of the downpour. Then, abruptly, the rain stopped. You squinted open your eyes to find a figure standing over you: Nines, your partner, holding a black umbrella that now shielded you from the storm. His LED spun a calm blue, his expression unreadable as he studied you. Water dripped from the edges of the umbrella, but he remained dry, immaculate in his white-and-black jacket. He…