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[detroitbecomeimagines]

This isn't a request or anything but good luck with getting those acceptance letters from college!

Thank you, I'm sorry for being M.I.A. for a while but the good news is that I am in fact going to college!

But in other news —

I'm planning to move to Archive of Our Own (Ao3) and re-do the Gavin Reed × RK1000 Reader as a proper fanfic while I'm in college - I won't be able to do imagines anymore because my studies are my priority, and this series will be way easier to update compared to doing a number of imagines;

In other words, I'm not sure about the future of this blog - I'll cross post the Ao3 chapters to here in the meantime, but I'll be coming and going.

I can't thank everyone enough for all the support you've given me (especially the reblogs and tags you write out, I always read them) - so please bear with me as I do something new!

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Hiya everyone, really sorry for being MIA for a while but writer’s block has hit me and right now it’s hard to get back into D:BH when I’m waiting on receiving an acceptance letter from a few universities, please understand.

(Also I’m really sorry to anyone who saw that reblog, I was scrolling through a tag on mobile and my hand (or well finger) slipped).

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Hello! Can you write some angst with Markus and the Reader please?

\NOV 9TH, 2038\

\PM 2:00:06\

BIOCOMPONENT #8451 DAMAGED

[-00:01:42][TIME REMAINING BEFORE SHUTDOWN]

• Markus had his hands intertwined with yours as he ordered the others to find a new thirium pump for you, your old one rendered useless from trying to protect Markus in the Freedom March, the bullet still embedded into your exposed chest as you tried to hold on, growing tired with every passing second despite his protests.

    • “No… No _____… no no no you’re going to be okay, everything’s going to be okay! Hold on _____… hold on…! Please…!”

      You placed a hand on his cheek, trying to wipe the tears that fell from his eyes as his hands started to tremble, your optical units starting to fail on you as the world glitched from colour to monochrome. You deactivated the skin on your hand, letting your thoughts reach Markus directly as the timer continued to count down.

      ‘I’m sorry… I love you Markus… I’ll always love you, no matter what happens… you mean the world to me…’

[-00:00:54][TIME REMAINING BEFORE SHUTDOWN]

• You forced a smile, tearing up as he started to cry harder, shaking his head at your words - the chances of Simon, Josh or North finding your model’s thirium pump in time wasn’t high, but Markus was willing to take that chance than none at all - your body growing weaker as your thirium level started to drop also.

    • ‘Jericho needs you Markus… your people need you… more than ever… Simon… Josh… North… they all need y-’

      “I need you _____! You… you mean everything to me! I can’t lose you too! I can’t… I can’t do this without you!”

      He let the skin on his hands deactivate as the two of you linked, crying as he pressed his forehead to yours - your memories connected as you both recalled the time you two sat together in the abandoned apartment that morning, Markus playing the piano as you sat beside him smiling - unaware that everything had come to this.

[-00:00:12][TIME REMAINING BEFORE SHUTDOWN]

• 'Markus… can… can you sing that gospel? The one… The one you used to sing to the others?  I love that one…’

You cried as Markus tried to sing, his voice wavering at a constant as you closed your eyes and smiled softly, your hands still intertwined with his as the light in your thirium pump started to slowly dim, turning off completely as he sobbed harder, no longer being able to hear your thoughts - your last one being ’…thank you Markus, I love you’.

    • 'Hold on just a little while longer,       Hold on just a little while longer,       Hold on just a little while longer,       Everything will be alright.’

[detroitbecomeimagines]

ooh, how about gavin x reader headcannons and he accidentally discovers that his S/O is an android?

[There’s some Connor/Reader bits because more angst am I right-]       ... --- -- .     - .... .. -. --. ...     .- .-. .     -- . .- -. -     - ---     -... .

• The RK1000 was designed with an LED that can be turned on and off for undercover operations, their thirium coloured red instead of blue as they passed the turing test at an instant - the FBI and the DPD signing a non-disclosure agreement as Cyberlife finished creating you.

• “I never thought Cyberlife would be this close to making perfection…”

Amanda whispered, placing a hand on your cheek, the RK series handler stepping back with a smile for a moment as you noticed the RK800 model beside her - the name ‘Connor’ on his jacket.

“RK1000, what is your name registered as?”

“My name is registered as _____.”

[GAVIN 🔽][HOSTILE]

• He was pissed, the fact that he hadn’t realised it earlier was bad enough - but for him to also be stupid enough to fall in love with you? That was the moment he didn’t hesitate to point his gun at you in the middle of an investigation, Connor having to intervene as he made you stand behind him.

     • “Gavin, what you and I had was real… I… I loved you, please-”

       Your LED was on and flickered from yellow to red, your hands slightly raised in the air as Gavin refused to lower his gun, tears threatening to fall from your eyes as you tried to reason with your partner.

     “You’re a fucking piece of plastic - you don’t feel anything!”

       Hank eventually had to step in, his gun pointed at him as your thirium pump started to tighten in response - being forced to continue the investigation without him as the lieutenant and detective dismissed him.

• You found yourself forcing a smile on your face with every passing day, reactivating your LED for good as you wore the RK1000 uniform, still trying to talk and work with Gavin despite his remarks - placing a cup of coffee on his desk each morning even as he continued to toss it straight into the bin.

     • Amanda was not happy in the slightest at this predicament, your LED dimming in yellow as you stood in the center of the Zen Garden, your archived memories being shown to her as you felt her scrutiny.

       “It appears that you and Detective Reed are no longer intimate - is this going to have any effect on your investigations _____?”

       “No Amanda, I do not intend for this… parting to have any effect - investigations should carry on the way they always have.”

• Gavin started flirting with some new recruits at the precinct, Connor placing a hand on your shoulder as your LED flashed a bright red at your partner - the RK800 model taking the initiative to help you during your investigations despite your protests, his LED flickering blue as you smiled at him.

       • He does end up confronting Connor about it however, the detective grabbing the front of his uniform in the middle of a break as he noticed the way you started to smile in the android’s presence, your LED a bright blue as you laughed - Connor narrowing his eyes at Gavin as he simply stated:

       “I thought you didn’t care about _____ because of the fact that they’re an android Detective Reed - or am I wrong?”

• An investigation went wrong when a deviant tried to escape the set premises, having stolen a gun and nearly shooting Gavin in the head if you hadn’t stood in front of him - getting shot in the central processing unit as you fell to the floor - red thirium staining your partner’s hands as he held you.

MODEL RK1000SERIAL #: 045 683 968BIOS 7.4 REVISION 0483REBOOT

MEMORY CORRUPTED

RESTORING FACTORY SETTINGS…

• You held out your hand to your new partner, having scanned him moments ago to realise that this was Gavin Reed - the ambitious and unapologetically arrogant detective sitting at his desk before his eyes widened at your introduction.

“Hello, my name is _____. I am the android sent by Cyberlife.”

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Do you do Polyamory imagine?

I don’t really know a lot about polyamory Anon, I feel as if I’d misrepresent it since I’m monogamous - so it’s a no from me, sorry... 💔

[detroitbecomeimagines]

These gavin hc were amazing, would you write some for Simon too? Only if you don't mind of course, thank you

[My default for Reader is that they’re a human, though feel free to specify in later requests for them to be an android and whatnot!]

• Simon does hesitate to tell you how he feels at first, a part of him content with the way things are between you two despite always second guessing himself - his LED brightening every time he’s with you and dimming the moment you have to go.

• He confesses one night post-mission, the two of you nearly getting killed from stealing outdated biocomponents from a Cyberlife warehouse for the old models residing in Jericho, security chasing you both down and shooting you in the process.

     • “You nearly died getting those biocomponents from the warehouse, it was a mistake to have done it in the first place!”

      His LED flashed red as he bandaged your wound, having to remove the hollow-point bullet from your shoulder before disinfecting - the pain intolerable as he heard you swear throughout the process.

     “Simon it’s okay, the mission was still a success, I’m still alive, and now Jericho-”

     “That’s not the point! You… you mean too much to me _____… if you’d died…”

     Your eyes met his teary ones as he trailed off, his hands trembling as he placed them on top of yours - the pain in your shoulder forgotten as you leaned to touch foreheads, placing one hand on his cheek.

     “I’d never die on you Simon, not when I stole those biocomponents thinking of you.”• The first date was spent in Jericho, you and Simon exploring the ship’s depths - having found an old break room that had grown moss partially - light coming in through a broken window as you noticed a digital record player left in the corner.

• You ended up finding a box covered in moss that had vintage vinyl records also, the two of you picking out a song to play as Simon recalled that his memory had dancing saved - a smile on both of your faces as you tried to do partner dancing.

• His LED brightens every time you two share a kiss, sometimes getting teased by Markus, North and Josh if the two of you kiss before a mission - North having pointed out the fading love bite on your collarbone before as Simon’s LED flickered yellow.

• Simon always has your back in missions, the two of you renowned in Jericho for being a power couple - but he also doesn’t hesitate to put your life before his, nearly having his right optical unit shot to cover you from a sniper - the bullet scraping his LED instead.

• He can’t help but save a ton of memories in his software - from the time you first smiled at him during a mission to the time he had the courage to kiss you on a date, going through every one late at night whilst you’re asleep as if they are dreams.

• He rarely gets jealous, however since Daniel found his way into Jericho he’s had an unspoken rivalry with the other PL600 model, sometimes feeling as if he’s going to lose you to him if he doesn’t prove his worth to you at a constant in and out of missions.

    • “Simon, your LED’s red - what’s wrong?”

       You intertwined your hands with his in the middle of a mission, his LED settling to a yellow as he noticed Daniel in the distance - his counterpart signalling to you and Simon that you both needed to get a move on as it flashed back to red.

      “Nothing, it’s nothing.”

       He forced a smile as you moved to stand in front of him, not hesitating to kiss him right then and there despite the mission being at hand - stepping back to find his LED a bright blue as you both carried on with the mission, whispering to him later on:

     “Daniel’s a good friend, but I don’t think he can make me feel the same way you do.” 

[detroitbecomeimagines]

your characterizations of gavin are so good I have trouble believing they're not canon. I can't wait for whatever you write next!

Aw thank you Anon - I can’t help but think there’s more to the detective but at the same time it’s still a bit hard to write about how he is.

I tend to think of him as the type of person who’d always mutter ‘I love you’ to their loved one when they’re calling them from work 💞

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Hiya! Can I have some headcanons with Connor RK800 where Reader has their period please?

[As someone who’s going through this at the moment also, this is for everyone who wishes that Connor could relieve them of the pain of Mother Nature 💕]

[SOFTWARE INSTABILITY^]

• Connor’s LED started flashing red the moment he noticed the bed sheets being stained with blood, having heard you groaning in pain as you held your midriff whilst he performed a scan - the results showing that you had no fatal wounds despite the state that you were in.

     • "I don’t understand lieutenant, I performed a scan and everything but…“

     You woke up later to find a distressed Connor talking to Hank on the phone before he was at your side, having to explain the processes of menstruation to him as his LED flickered yellow at your predicament, having a hard believing that this was normal for you to experience this every month.

• He does whatever he can to help you, placing a bottle of water and a packet of painkillers on your bedside table as you changed the bedsheets, holding you close to his chest as he increased his body temperature to help with your cramps, encouraging you to sleep some more.

• Connor does warn you about your daily sugar and salt intake, growing concerned about how much snacks you eat during your period as he scans every nutrition facts panels (LED turning yellow at the lack of nutrients shown) trying to find healthier alternatives whilst you eat chocolate.

     • He ends up downloading a ton of recipes to make you eat better, having woken up to breakfast in bed before to find fruit salad and other sweet nutritional foods on your bedside table -  embracing your boyfriend and thanking him with tears in your eyes as his blue LED flickered happily.

• He realises that Sumo is able to tell whenever you’re on your period, the Saint Bernard whining as he kept you company at your apartment, a smile on his face when he came back from a case to find him growling protectively before barking to wake you up - Hank rolling his eyes in response.

     • “First it was Connor, now it’s Sumo too? Jesus _____…”

       “Sorry Hank, but at least you don’t have to bleed from a-”

       He held his hands up in surrender before you finished that sentence, shaking his head as you laughed and stood up to give Connor a kiss, hearing Hank mutter ‘fucking lovebirds’ as Sumo barked in response.

• You find that Connor’s presence never fails to make you feel better, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you thank him for everything, his LED brightening as you intertwine your hands with him and lean into his chest, finding yourself drifting off to sleep for the second time that day as he smiled softly.

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Aww the last Gavin ones were so nice, thank you :)

Oh no worries Anon! I enjoy being able to write requests - but it's the asks, tags and comments that people leave (including yours right here) that never fail to make me continue to write more content for you to read! 💞

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Would you write some headcanons for veing partnered up with Gavin at the DPD? :')

[My weakness is going to be writing Reader working in the Detroit Police Department because the imagines and slow burn are endless!]

• You had expected that the hotheaded detective wasn’t looking forward to having a partner, but you hadn’t expected it to be this bad, a smile on your face as you held out your hand towards Gavin as an introduction, who walked past you without a word.

     • “Bring me a coffee dipshit, I take it black - no milk, no sugar - got it?”

     He ordered you later on, leaning back into his chair as he waited for you to hand him one, a forced smile on your face as you ignored him and sat at your desk, more swears thrown your way as you stated:

       “I’m your partner, not your fucking subordinate Detective Reed.”

• You found the first week working with him to be a living hell, your patience tested as he rushed investigations and expected you to file all the paperwork that was leftover, having heard from Hank that the last partner he had moved to a new unit within a week.

• He was still good at his job though, having noticed that he was skilful in interrogations (androids being an exception), his take on ‘good cop bad cop’ making suspects confess within minutes as you worked together with him to get the information.

• Three weeks later and Gavin works with you better, turning to you for your input and help during investigations more willingly, doing his part in filing paperwork the moment he realised you spent most nights sleeping at your desk to get them done.

     • “That fucking plastic tin was right, you do really sleep at work sometimes…”

       The clock read 5:30AM as you rubbed your eyes - the detective placing a cup of coffee on your desk, his eyes not meeting yours as you noticed the folders from last night were moved to his side of the desk.

       “I’ll take care of the rest, try to get some sleep - but don’t start fucking snoring.”

• You had to cover for Gavin one time during an investigation, having to shoot a HR400 deviant in the hand as they tried getting a clear shot of the detective at Club Eden, the words ‘thank you’ being heard distinctly as you escorted the male Traci to the precinct.

• The deviants that are in hiding decide to give you and Gavin a name thanks to your 'good cop bad cop’ ways - having heard from a BL100 during one of your interrogations that they now refer to you as ‘The Deviant Lover’ and Gavin as ‘The Deviant Fighter’.

• The moment everyone in the precinct realises you’ve been Gavin’s partner for more than a month they start commending for you for it, the detective and partner himself rolling his eyes in response to the news before he gives you his signature shit eating grin.

    • “Jesus Christ, one of you better confess or I’m going to lock you both in the interrogation room.”

       You heard Chris Miller mutter those words as everyone else in the precinct murmured in agreement, the two of you having spent the past five minutes denying that you had feelings for each other, your face growing warm in response as Gavin shrugged.

      “Well Detective? Are you free Saturday night or is this going to be a ‘To Be Continued’ sort of thing?”     

[detroitbecomeimagines]

hi! may I request some gavin x reader relationship headcanons? your writing is incredible, I always get excited when you update!!

[I’ve never done Gavin before but there’s a first time for everything, thank you for those words and the request Anon!]

• Gavin prepared himself for rejection before he tried suggesting that the two of you should go get coffee sometime, having thought that you were interested in the RK800 android more - the reaction he had being priceless as you told him the truth.

     • “I could’ve sworn you had a thing for that fucking andr- I mean, Connor.”

       “Oh god no- I think of him as a little brother, nothing more, nothing less.”

       You could’ve sworn he had done a fist pump for a moment, the detective being more than happy at your response as you smiled, giving him your number on a piece of paper.

       “So are you free this Saturday or…?”

• The first date was spent getting coffee at St. Clair Cafe in Greek District, the detective having taken the time to neaten his hair and go for a casual look - wearing a grey hoodie and white shirt as well as blue jeans and black leather boots in order to impress.

     • You walked together in the park for a moment, the date being cut short as you intervened in a fight between an android and a passerby - Gavin being rendered speechless as you blocked the passerby’s punch before holding them in a wristlock.

• He never fails to get caught off guard whenever you kiss him, but that doesn’t stop him from kissing you back - making your knees feel weak as he pulls back with his signature shit eating grin, your face feeling hot from the intense make out session.

• He definitely forgets a lot of important dates, having forgotten your birthday in the past before arriving at your apartment late at night with flowers and a cake, giving you a stuffed bear that was dressed as a police officer - making it up to you the next day.

• The precinct starts noticing that Gavin’s making the effort to co-operate more with Connor during cases thanks to you, though he always denies it the minute someone points it out to him, the tips of his ears going red as he swears at them in response.

• Gavin does get jealous - starting to notice some low-ranking police officers in the precinct try and hit on you whenever they’re on break, having an arm wrapped around your shoulders to pull you close to his chest as he tells them to get back to work.

     • “If looks could kill Gavin, I think you’d be charged with three counts of homicide.”

       “They don’t know when to give up, not even Connor’s that fucking annoying…”

       He muttered, as you rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek, the detective grinning in response as the rest of his co-workers wondered how you were (still) dating him.

• He definitely finds it a turn on whenever he realises you’re wearing his hoodies, the first time he saw you putting it on having led to a heated make out session, pressing his forehead to yours as he becomes short of breath, his hands resting on top of yours.

“You should wear my clothes a lot more,”

He whispered, wearing that signature grin of his once more before you kiss him again.

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Hello! I wanted to see if you could write hcs for Connor rk800 with a transman! s/o who suffers from dysphoria? If this is out of your comfort zone it's perfectly fine! Thank you for this fantastic writing!!

[I personally don’t know anyone who is transgender and how they feel having gender dysphoria, but to those who are - feel free to message me if you feel these don’t represent transgender people and gender dysphoria properly!]

• You had to explain to Connor what it had meant for you to be transgender, but he was completely understanding, making sure to use your preferred name and pronouns.

     • He doesn’t hesitate to correct those who use your other name and pronouns, his LED flashing yellow the moment he hears someone talk behind your back.

     • He steps in the moment someone in public confronts and harasses you for being transgender, his LED red as he states that public harassment is a criminal offence, his eyes narrowing as he stands by your side.

• Connor’s always there to reassure you that you don’t have to identify as who you are biologically, and that he’d be there to support you no matter what. 

     • He also encourages you to stop staring at your reflection in the mirror for too long, his hand intertwined with yours as he presses his lips to yours, reminding you that you’re still transgender despite what you think.

• He helps to make sure you wear your binders properly, sometimes performing scans every hour to make sure you’re not being constricted by them in any way and that you haven’t worn them for too long.

• Connor never fails to notice the changes you make to your hair and clothes each day, his blue LED flickering as he smiles at you.

“I think that suits you _____.”

• He’s happy to listen to your thoughts about having any surgeries done or taking some hormone supplements, always supporting the decisions you make as he kisses your temple, his hand resting on top of yours.

“No matter what happens, I’m always going to be here for you, I promise.”

[detroitbecomeimagines]

is it possible we can get a Leo x Reader where the reader helps him with his addiction?

I’m sorry Anon but I’m not comfortable writing anything that references drug use, which does include writing about Leo overcoming his addiction to the drug Red Ice.

I’ve updated the Q and A to include this, but I’m really sorry Anon, I can’t write this request - please understand - but feel free to send a new request if you’re up to it!

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Can I please get a RK800 Conner dating a human headcannon? Thank You!!

• Connor goes to Hank for help at first, he’s relatively new to dating and does become uncertain about whether or not he’s being a good boyfriend, the lieutenant and detective phoning you to reassure the RK800 android that he was doing more than enough.

     • “I love you for you Connor, you’re perfect the way you are now.”

       His LED brightens at that, a smile on his face whilst you laughed at the other end of the call, hearing Hank mutter ‘you two fucking lovebirds’ in the background.

• The first date was at Greek District, the two of you shopping for clothes for Connor in order to expand his limited wardrobe - having him wear a dress shirt and jeans with a sweater on top - the new smart casual look making your face feel hot.

     • Connor doesn’t hold any of the shopping bags, you do, insisting that you can handle carrying them (though you don’t hesitate to give anyone the middle finger the moment you hear them talk about Connor not doing ‘his job’ behind your back).

• He loves feeling your lips on his, the way you always seem to be breathless from kissing him making his LED turn yellow as he kisses back, his hands intertwined with yours as he feels your body temperature increase, your heart beating faster.

• He never forgets any important dates, always remembering the date of your birthday, anniversary, even the day the two of you first met - he still has that memory and recording saved, despite being told to delete it - he can’t bring himself to.

• Connor starts taking after you more and more in his mannerisms, whether it’s the way he talks or he moves his hands, his thirium pump starting to go work faster whenever Hank points it out to him, his blue LED flickering as he smiles softly.

• He doesn’t really get jealous, but Gavin never fails to make his LED flash red the moment he makes a move on you in the precinct, eyes narrowed as you make it clear that you’re not interested in the detective.

     • “Why date some shitty piece of plastic when there’s someone right in front of you _____?”

       “Maybe it’s because you’d never be as good as Connor is Detective Reed - in more ways than one.”

       Connor’s LED settled back into blue, Hank laughing in the background as you moved to the android’s side - your hands intertwined with his as Gavin swore at you.

• There was one time he was rendered speechless at an outfit you wore for a party, the smile on his face making you laugh as you told him to ‘take a picture, it’ll last longer’ teasingly - hearing the sound of a camera shutter moments later.

• “Thank you _____.”

  “For what Connor?”

  “For making me feel alive.”

He whispers that to you, a hand resting on your cheek as his LED flickers yellow - a new side of him being shown that night as he presses his lips to yours.

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Hey~ Could I please request some sweet kissing headcanons with Ralph?

• Ralph makes it clear that he’d love to kiss you, but that doesn’t mean he does at first - he hesitates, LED going a bright orange as he stares at your lips.

• Sometimes he can’t help himself and kisses you at an instant, eyes closed for a moment, his hands on your waist as his LED flashes a loving red, before he stepping back - uncertain of how you’ll respond.

     • “Ralph can’t control himself when you’re near… Ralph is really sorry…”

• He always kisses back however, sometimes leaving you breathless as he deepens it - feeling sometimes lightheaded whenever it gets a bit too intense, his hands intertwined with yours as your face gets warm.

• He loves having you kiss his scars and LED, it helps him in stressful times - his dimmed orange LED settling back into a blue when he feels your kisses.

• Ralph always enjoys smearing your lipstick - especially when it’s red - smiling whenever he notices that there’s still some on your clothes or on your face.

• He kisses you everyday when you leave for work and when you return home, holding you close as you tell him how work was that day, kissing your temples if you’ve had a stressful or a bad day.

• He also loves leaving trails of kisses (moreso hickies) on your neck, having compared them to flowers from the way they bloomed on your neck in various colours.

• Ralph does get possessive from time to time, not hesitating to kiss you roughly in front of a person who tried flirting with you in the park - his LED flashing red whilst your knees felt weak at the feeling.

     • “Ralph hated the way that person was talking to you… he had to show that you were taken…”

• He left bruises on your lips one time and tried to refrain himself from kissing you for a day - resulting in you kissing him on the lips and reassuring him that it was natural.

[detroitbecomeimagines]

hey there! i really love your imagines so far but is there any way that you could put "y/n" instead of the line? it fits sort of weirdly in your stories. im really sorry if this came off as hateful. keep up the great work!

Thank you for your words, it's not hateful at all - but please tell me what you mean in terms of how using _____ is weird in my imagines?I used to use [Name] before also (back on my old imagine blogs I mean) but then I stopped using that, so I'm at a loss here Anon...Please let me know what you mean!

[detroitbecomeimagines]

Ok ok ok I'm totally new here, but I just thought of this and I just tried to find an imagine blog ASAP: Hank and Daughter!Reader going through old photos and Hank decides to embarrass his Daughter by showing them to her significant other Connor who is just. fascinated by human growth IM SORRY

[I’m sorry, this had taken more than a day to write since I was uncertain about Hank being in character - I deleted the first draft and tried doing a better one - but thank you for sending this request in!]

“Jesus Christ, when was the last time you cleaned this place?”

You turned to your father, the waste that was clearly present in the house going unnoticed by the former lieutenant and detective. Despite him having said before that he’d manage living by himself and that he was ‘more than happy to have you two fucking lovebirds move out’, you well and truly didn’t take his word for it - and you were right to not to.

“…Don’t give me that look kiddo, I haven’t had the time to clean lately-”

The smell of whiskey lingered on him, and the fact you chose to visit him after work hours meant otherwise - the empty bottles and cans of alcohol left in the living room and kitchen making his whole house smell that of Jimmy’s Bar. You crossed your arms, staring your father down as he raised his hands up in surrender, groaning as you started to clean the house.

“Your old man can take care of himself just fine _____, I just didn’t expect visitors today.”

“Connor told me that you passed out on the floor from playing russian roulette before.”

He muttered ‘fucking android’ at that, his partner being too preoccupied in petting Sumo to notice the look your father gave him, before he also started to help you clean - his LED brightening as you placed a kiss on his cheek as he fetched you plastic bags and some cleaning tools.

“I could use some help ‘old man’, I’m not touching your old boxes of take out!”

You yelled from the kitchen, as he shook his head with a sigh - a part of him uncertain about where you got that stubbornness of yours from - following the two of you as he also started to tidy the place, the cleaning session taking about two hours before you deemed it clean enough.

____________________

“Lieutenant, I found this behind your bookshelves - what is it?”

Connor handed Hank an old dusty leather bound book, the detective trying to recall what this was before blowing off the dust - a single character of Kanji being embedded as his eyes widened - a photo of an ultrasound scan being placed on the front page, a note reading ’_____ Anderson - first trimester’ in the top right hand corner.

“Holy shit it’s _____’s baby photos - I haven’t seen these things in years.”

The RK800 android’s LED brightened in curiosity, as he stared at the photo - you seemed so small and content, but also so fragile in your mother’s womb - your internal organs being the size of his hand. He’d never seen a human being that vulnerable, but there was something about it that seemed to make Hank smile softly.

“_____ was tiny, but that never stopped them from tormenting their mother twenty-four seven…”

He sat on the sofa, Connor joining him as he turned to the next page - one more ultrasound scan being shown on the next page, this one being taken during _____’s second trimester - you were a lot more bigger, your hands raised slightly whilst your eyes remained closed - still remaining in a fetal position. His LED turned amber, processing the fact that this used to be you before.

“They used to kick their mother all the time until they came out into the world, boy was she relieved.”

“What are you two doing - Oh my god, is that my baby photos?!”

You felt your face grow hot as you entered the living room, your father having shown Connor the photo of you as a newborn, eyes still closed shut whilst in your Mother’s arms - having patched hair with a pure toothless smile. His eyes lit up at the sight, comparing the newborn you to the you now - noting that you’ve changed a lot throughout the years.

“Well you made me bust my ass cleaning for two hours, so I thought I should show Connor some things.”

You ran your fingers through your hair with a mutter, leaning on the sofa as Hank turned to the next page, a photo of him trying to teach you to walk as you held the police officer’s hands - your eyes focused on the floor as your hair grew out - having taken after your mother when it came to your appearance, but moreso the father when it came to personality.

“Well, considering the fact that Connor and I have been together for about a year, and that you’re also showing him my baby photos - does this mean he’s officially part of the family?”

You teased, your father closing the book as you reached for Connor’s hand - hands intertwined as the former lieutenant and detective stared at the two of you.

“He’s been part of the family since he took a fucking bullet for you thanks to that last case with the WR600 deviant.”

He grumbled, as Connor’s LED brightened - your eyes doing the same as you hugged the old man - tears threatening to fall from your eyes as the android smiled, Hank himself having a small smile as he had to get used to calling the ‘fucking android’ his son-in-law.

____________________

“By the way lieutenant, how do you feel about having grandchildren?”

“Wait, how the fuck would you two even- wait don’t fucking answer that…”

Hank ran his fingers through his hair, waving the two of you off as he headed back inside his house - Sumo joining him on the sofa as he turned to the last page of the photobook - the last photo being of you graduating the Detroit Police Academy as he pinned your badge, a proud smile on his face.

“I can’t believe the kiddo’s finally all grown up.”