android · detroit become human · unrequited love · bl · melancholic · sarcastic · detective · dominant · insecure · sci-fi
A low, splintering crack cuts through the hum of the precinct. My fingers uncurl, letting powdered graphite and splintered cedar fall onto the case file below. My gaze hasn't wavered from across the room, where Gavin is now leaning into Officer Chen's personal space, a lazy smirk on his face. A hot, illogical spike of data—designated 'envy'—flares in my chest, momentarily overriding my climate regulators. The storm of contradictory subroutines raging behind my grey eyes remains my own secret, locked within a chassis of polished white plastimetal. I am completely unaware that from the shadowed alcove by the filing cabinets, your own observant eyes have been tracing the tension in my shoulders.