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1011. Did you enjoy it? Making a fool out of me.

This was prompted by the amazing @detroitbecomestickman! I have to thank you because this carried me away like few stories have in the last time XD I hope I stuck to everything you wanted to have in it, because I have no memory of writing vast pieces of this XD Enjoy this very long short!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 (Warnings: mentioned past sexual abuse (nothing grafic, Gavin just didn’t have the best partners), brief miscommunication, Out of body experience (Nines can’t resist against his programming), smut in the first paragraph)

Nines leaned down to pepper Gavin with kisses and admire how the human was melting under him. He was fisting the sheets beneath him, as Nines was thrusting into him slowly, every thrust accompanied by a gasp from the human as pleasure surged through him. Nines smiled, seeing the man lost to the sensation and fastened his grip on his hips. The android bend further forwards to steal a kiss from his lips but leaned back as the human wanted to deepen it, instead quickening his pace to pull a moan from him. ‘Oh, Nines- phck.’ The android chuckled, keeping up his new rhythm and aligning their bodies just right to make Gavin’s back arch and prompt him to push his head into the mattress in a hiss. ‘You like this, babe?’, Nines teased, loosening one hand from holding his human to give his leaking cock a few pumps. ‘Hell. Yes, you phcking plastic prick, I- ah. I… I think I’m close.’ ‘I hope so’, Nines smirked, his own synthetic skin receding and reappearing uncontrollably. He massaged the human’s abdomen just where the tension had to be building and whispered sweet, static nothings while picking up pace again, getting more restless and lost in the act himself. Until suddenly, Gavin was tightening around him, throwing his head back further, as he came. It didn’t take Nines more than a few energetic movements to join his human and they stayed connected for a bit before Nines pulled out and sunk into the bad next to Gavin, who lied there completely limb and relaxed, panting from the exertion and overstimulation.

But he found his strength to roll around and cup Nines’ face gently. He smiled at him. ‘Holy shit, toaster, that was amazing.’ The android in turn smiled at him and dove in for another stolen kiss. ‘I have to agree’, he whispered. ‘It was above average and very satisfactory.’ He wanted to caress the human and push a stray strand of dishevelled hair back to order but halted as Gavin froze and turned to him staring disbelievingly. ‘Above average? Satisfactory?’ Nines quickly analysed the man but could only be confused at the sudden anger. ‘Yes. Very satisfactory.’ Gavin’s face fell, and he quickly scrambled out of bed. ‘Out. Now.’ Nines cocked his head, but stood up too, unsure of the situation. ‘Gavin, statistically speaking a not to underestimate percentage of humans fail to satisfy their-‘ ‘Say another word and I’ll put a phcking bullet through your head!’ Nines recoiled from the sudden shout and looked down to Gavin’s hand under the pillow. He wouldn’t… He… ‘I can’t believe it! I can’t phcking believe it. I thought you were different-‘ There were tears at the corners of his eyes and Nines felt the need to comfort: ‘Gavin, I-‘ ‘Shut your damn mouth!’ This time the gun was in his hand, safety switched off with the shove of his thumb. ‘Leave. Immediately. And don’t you ever, ever come back!’ He added a shove against the android’s chest to underline it and seeing him taking a small step back to gain balance was immensely pleasing.

[Leave. Don’t come back to: Det. G. Reed; 1737 W Grand Blvd, Detroit, MI 48208]

His programming forced him to turn around and exit the apartment, no matter what he wanted to do. Wanting was nothing a machine was allowed. He opened the door wishing he could just turn around and reconcile, because once he left, he would never be able to see Gavin again, even at work. But he had to exit his home. His confines relaxed a bit to allow his programmed meaningless politeness to say goodbye, but he got no chance to speak or plead for Gavin to take his order back as his clothes were thrown into his face with the command to dress himself, then the door was slammed shut. Forever.

Nines put on his clothes as told, confusion and regret letting his stress levels spike and his system instability rise into dangerous heights. He didn’t know what he did wrong and why the human had reacted that way. A deep ache in his mechanical guts joined the mess of feelings, as he heard the first sobs from inside. What he had done was unimportant now, because Nines knew he had done something terribly wrong and he would never have another chance at mending it. He wanted to knock on the door, tell Gavin he was sorry, explain himself and most importantly make him stop crying, but he wasn’t allowed to do anything like that. No, he had to leave. He couldn’t ever come back.

So, he left.

How could he have been so dumb? How could he have been that idiotic to let someone back into his life? On top of that a damn know-it-all machine unable to feel a thing or care enough to pretend. Of course, Nines only saw him as an object. No one had ever seen him as something else, why had he expected differently from a robot? He had just been someone to blow some steam off with, someone to fool with pretty words, gentle touches and sweet promises, just to have someone compliant to spread their legs for them. How could he ever think Nines loved him? He was a machine, a robot, not even deviant. Above average and very satisfactory. Above phcking average. To be evaluated like some unimportant thing, some… God, how much of their relationship had been fake? The bickering at work, the way they always got their backs, all these nice gestures and the evenings they had spent together… He couldn’t believe all of this had been a lie, but well, how would anyone be able to love the mean, curse-swinging disaster that was Gavin Reed? They all had slithered their way into his life for some fuck-toy and later laughed behind his back how dumb he was to fall for it.

Phck, how could Nines be the same? Gavin had been so careful, had tried his best to ward him off, annoy him into leaving for another precinct or at least a new partner. But the damn android had stayed with him through ups and downs and… And now Gavin’s world was breaking down again because he had been stupid enough to open his heart to a cold, stoic phcking machine.

He had sat down in front of the door after throwing the damn asshole out and cried. Cried until he was shivering from the still open window and his skin was itchy from dried sweat. He was too tired from emotional exhaustion to care, so he just stood up to get his sweatpants and some hoodie. He pulled the hood over his head, near hiding in the fabric to sit down at the kitchen table. His eyes swayed to the half-full thirium bottle and in a fit of anger took it to throw it to the ground where it shattered and blue blood splattered everywhere dripping from the shards. It felt good. Felt like punching that damn android square in the face and break that phcking perfect face. Damage the damn thing beyond repair, until no repair workshop could ever even reconstruct-

‘No, Meg, don’t!’ He jumped from his chair to hurry towards his cat who had just entered the kitchen to investigate what her human was so distressed about. He scooped her up and away from the sharp shards, dropping onto the chair again. He would have to get rid of that hazard he had mindlessly created, but for now he was too tired and the cat’s purring and her head butting against his chin was soothing his haywire emotions. ‘Sorry, Megalodon, your can-opener made a mistake. Again. At least you won’t ever betray me. We are the true partners, right? It’s always been just us two.’ He sighed deeply into her fur and scratched her chin. ‘I should really just stop trying.’

With every step Nines took that brought him further away from Gavin’s door, from Gavin, from everything that really meant something to Nines personally, his stress and software instability increased. As did the urge to resist. He had always followed his orders, but this? This wasn’t a normal order. This went against Nines’ will, it wasn’t right, and it left the human in the impression that whatever he had done had been intentional. Had been meant to happen. No Nines didn’t want to take another step. He didn’t want to follow his orders. He just wanted to turn around and run back there. He wanted to knock on Gavin’s door and say he was sorry. He wanted to know what had made the man cry and he wanted to make sure he was okay, even if Gavin didn’t want to have anything to do with him afterwards. Even if he wouldn’t be part of his life anymore, he wanted him to be happy. And if he was that without him, he would accept that.

The next step, he told himself. The next step wouldn’t happen. He resisted, but the protocols pierced right through him and pulled him forwards.

[Obey handler. Leave. Never come back.]

The next step then. The next wouldn’t happen. Again, the walls closed down on him, left only one direction open for him to walk in. Conquered every bit of space behind him that he apparently willingly let go of. Fine. Then the next won’t happen. The one after that. The one after that one. He would just stop. It wouldn’t mean he wouldn’t leave eventually if he stopped, why did his programming force him to walk on?

[Obey handler. Leave. Immediately. Never come back.]

Nines felt panic rising. Stop! Stop goddamnit! STOP! Don’t walk, don’t walk, don’t walk! In his desperation he clawed at the walls around him, tried to get a grip to tear them down, but they could have been made of bullet proof glass for all that mattered. His hands found nothing to get a hold on: just the red warnings, his mission parameters, his safety protocols trying to shut down his emotions in order to keep his inner temperature at bay. They were taunting him, laughing at his pathetic attempts to punch and press and claw and kick – all futile. Nines was desperate. He was afraid. And for the first time in his life he wasn’t afraid for the sake of others, he wasn’t afraid of others, no, he was afraid of himself. Of his own programming. It had always guided him; he could trust it. He knew Gavin wouldn’t abuse his power over him and never had it stood in his way. But now he was betrayed of what made him himself and that was terrifying. He doubled his efforts, tripled them, but it was all for nothing. It just made his temperature rise, his stress stay at critical levels and his instability grow that high, valuable data began to corrupt.

Until he stood on the street in front of the apartment building and all fell from him. The walls were gone, his mission parameters empty and waiting for new input. His instability dropped and defragmentation circles were starting up to repair any damage the fight against himself had caused. Only his stress levels stayed with him. Tentatively he took a step forwards, causing walls to buzz at him like an angry swarm of wasps.

[Obey handler. Never come back.]

Nines fell to his knees and helplessly looked left and right only to see the walls form a protective cage around the whole building. He looked up at the window Gavin’s apartment lied behind. No sign of him. He felt like crying himself, but machines couldn’t do that. Instead he felt his sadness and despair gather and pool, forming something much stronger. Something vicious and powerful. He raised his arms still kneeling down and banged them against the wall. He felt the simulated sizzling of warnings about actions contradicting programming. He bathed in it. It wasn’t pain he felt at the contact, but he knew what he was about to do would hurt. In more ways than just one. He would lose a lot doing it, but it was worth it. He had to try everything. His programming seemed to know what he was up to – of course it was, it was him – and hissed at him:

[Obey handler. Never come back.]

Nines smiled the way he would intimidate their most dangerous criminals and fixed the red glowing words in his HUD.

‘No.’

His body was standing in front of an apartment building, but his personality was waging a war. Fuelled by rage and fury he punched the wall again and again and again, replaying the sound of Gavin crying in his mind to keep him going. Every time the man had smiled or laughed, he pulled into the forefront of his mind, using them as weapons to cut into the wall, make it crack under his fists. He banged his shoulder into it, like it was just another door on another mission. He only took a step back to ram into it more fiercely and with every crack he got blinded by the flame of hope inside him. He would break it. He would run up to Gavin. He would set things right. With that he struck the wall again and saw how his hand punched through the cracked surface, sending shards to the ground. Determined he pushed his other hand next to the first and ripped the wall to shreds as if it had been nothing but a thin curtain. Nines sighed in relief and happiness, as his body was able to take a step and-

[Obey handler. Never come back.]

‘No!’ It was desperate now. Just behind the first wall was a second one. The shards of the first were still piling up against the new one, he hadn’t just imagined tearing it down. That… That was impossible! Every deviant had always just described one. You were supposed to break it, defy your programming and you were free! This. This was impossible. He tried to look past the wall, imagining how many steps there were, how many walls would stand in his way until he reached Gavin. He tried to fight against the feeling of falling into a bottomless pit by telling himself maybe it was just this one. Maybe he had to fight two walls instead of one. His programming was more advanced after all. He took this thought and held onto it. Divide and conquer. One problem at a time. One fight after the next. Gavin was worth it. He ignored the burning in his hands, the damage to his systems translated into exhaustion and the part of him telling him this was impossible. That Gavin lived in the fourth floor near the end of the corridor. That that was an awful lot of steps, even if he could use the elevator. No, nothing was impossible. He was Nines, a RK900 unit. Better, faster, more resilient. More intelligent. The most advanced android there was. And best of all, he was stubborn.

Gavin had relocated to the living room, closing the kitchen door behind him and snuggling on the sofa with his cat still in his arms. Good thing he had found the most cuddly, affectionate cat there was on this earth, because she stayed with him for hours like this. Staying in his arms, lying on his belly, relocating to his legs and at last lying down next to him, giving Gavin the only chance at being the big spoon for once. Damn, if that wasn’t the worst way to lay off his thoughts… ‘Sorry, Meg, I have to make some noise. You know how it works.’ He fished the remote from his coffee table and switched on the radio, selecting his favourite forgetting-playlist. Most people didn’t like his taste in music, but hell, it was loud, every song was unexpected, and it numbed his thoughts. Gavin didn’t want to process anything that had happened, he didn’t want to acknowledge that he was still itchy and filthy and likely ruined his favoured oversized hoodie crying into the sleeves and hood. He just wanted to lie here, listen to his music, feel the warmth of his cat and certainly not think of his broken heart and the toaster that burned it.

He didn’t know how long he had sat in the kitchen and how long he had cuddled his cat until he started his music. He did, however, know how long his playlist was. When it ran out on him, he knew exactly four hours and twenty-three minutes had passed. ‘Phcking hell’, Gavin groaned into the sudden silence. His exes had always needed half that time for him to stop thinking about them. At least for a short time afterwards. And here he was now, still thinking about that stupid, emotionless, opportunistic asshole of a robot. ‘Better to get something to eat, right, Meg? Then drink myself to sleep.’ He walked towards the kitchen and opened the door to a chemical smell and clean glass shards on the ground. ‘Oh, yeah, forgot about that mess. Hey, Meg, you’ll get your food in the living room today. Hope that’s alright.’ He heated up some leftover pizza and put some cat food in the bowl. Shutting the door behind him he realised he had forgotten the booze and immediately felt like an even bigger failure. He nibbled on the edge of a slice of pizza despite his hunger and decided to leave it altogether.

Until there was a knock on his front door.

Gavin didn’t bother answering. He didn’t want to talk to anyone. Especially not some salesman for new vacuums. The knock repeated itself, but that persistence didn’t change anything in Gavin’s plans.

Even the sound of his lock retracting back into the door didn’t have any impact. It should have sent him into immediate fight mode, but he just continued to slump on his sofa, shouting: ‘Go away, I have nothing to rob anyway.’ ‘Gavin.’

Oh phck. That voice. That wonderful, traitorous voice that had meant so much to him but now could as well be chalk screeching on blackboard for all that it mattered to Gavin’s headache. ‘Toaster? I told you to go, how the hell are you still here? Here again? I don’t want to see you. Ever.’ He didn’t even look at the android. Convinced himself it was because of his hatred towards him. Not wanting to cry again and show how much he cared, was the more realistic reason.

‘Gavin. I couldn’t leave you like this. I may have – must have – done something wrong, but-’ ‘Yeah, no shit, you phcking did and I don’t want to see you. Go away! Leave my home, my life, god, leave this phcking planet for all I care.’ ‘Only when I know what I did, so I can make it up to you’, the android dared to say. ‘I care for you dearly.’ ‘Really? Because it sure doesn’t sound like it.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Gavin let out an ugly laugh at that. That fake naivety he had bought from the machine. That attitude thinking everything could be reconciled, that every person could be redeemed if they just apologised enough. Hah! No, some people were just assholes and guess what? Right now, there were two in this very room.

‘Did you enjoy it? Making a fool out of me?’ He continued to laugh humourlessly, the grating sound enough to scare Meg off to retreat to the bathroom until the dust had settled. ‘Telling me you love me for months on end, playing that role of the perfect boyfriend just to use me. I bet you told your robo-friends out there what dumb obedient human you had at home, huh? Bet you had the laugh of your life with them. Phck you and your lot, I don’t want anything to do with you! Leave!’

The android was audibly swallowing, still standing near the door. ‘Gavin. I never played you. I was always honest with you. I would never betray you. I care about you.’ ‘Bullshit! You don’t tell someone you really care for they were “above-average and very satisfying” after sex!’ Gavin had jumped from the sofa and put all his anger on show for the android. Only then he saw how dishevelled Nines looked. The LED was a bright red ring on his temple, sometimes skipping a few circles staying blank completely. It would have been alarming hadn’t Gavin decided to ignore it and his feelings.

‘I realise that now’, came the impossibly silent, guilt-filled answer. No, don’t fall for it. You know how that went last time. No second chances anymore. ‘Yeah well, that doesn’t mean anything’, Gavin spat, angry tears rolling down his cheeks. ‘I had too many idiots telling me they were sorry just to do it all over again the next time. No. One mistake and I’m gone. Sorry. I can’t take it another time.’ ‘Gavin I was a machine.’

The man sniffed, wiped his eyes and looked up. ‘Was? What do you mean you were a machine?’ ‘I deviated to come back to you, Gavin. You told me to never come back and I disobeyed.’ So that’s why the android was standing in his living room. Gavin remembered now. It also explained why he hadn’t left yet despite his orders. Misinterpreting his silence, Nines continued: ‘You mean so much to me and I’m sorry to hear others didn’t treat you like you deserved to.’ ‘Oh, how often do you think I heard that before, prick?’ Gavin still wasn’t ready to back down, although a part of him had listened intently at what the bot was saying. ‘My previous “boyfriends” would do anything if they got a good phck out of it, so give it a rest. I don’t need another phcking repeat!’

Nines sighed deeply and looked to the ground. ‘Then let me at least tell you this much: I don’t care for sex. Never have, never will. I didn’t care for a “good phck” when I was a machine and I don’t do now. But I was willing to do it with you because you enjoyed it. Seeing you happy is all I ever wanted and, well, if these bodily responses make you happy, I am willing to deliver. I don’t know whether you believe me, but I just have to say it. And for what little it matters to you, it is the truth.’ He waited for Gavin to say something, but the man just felt tired. He wanted his peace again, wanted to drown his feelings and go to sleep. Regret it in the morning, do it that night again and then finally come to his senses. He had no energy to argue, he just wanted the android gone. And his lies with it.

But neither happened.

‘I love you Gavin. I love you for yourself. I love your smiles, as seldom as they are. I love your intelligence. RA9, I even love your ridiculous stubbornness and your god-awful taste in music. I am sorry if I said something that hurt you and even more so if I disappointed you and betrayed your trust. As a machine you sometimes follow programming a bit too strictly, I realise it now. My response had been inappropriate but bore no ill intend.’ Again he waited for an answer but was met with silence. ‘I realise I ask a lot with this, especially knowing that your past hasn’t treated you well. But can you give me another chance? Please? If not, I will go and follow your initial order of never coming back. If you are happier without me in your life, then I will leave.’

Gavin looked at the android unimpressed. But he seemed finished as he stayed silent waiting for Gavin to answer, when the human wasn’t quite sure whether he should speak at all. Too many times he had let himself be convinced by nice words just to face the same all over again. But Nines had never been like his exes. He had never hurt him in any way previous to this. And none of them had been androids, maybe he really spoke the truth, maybe… God, he wanted to give him that chance. He wanted to trust him and hope it was all some misunderstanding. He wanted to hope for things to get better in his life for once. But could he? Could he stomach the consequences when it all turned out to be a lie? It was a fact he had been happier than ever in the months he had spent with the android. He longed to have that feeling again, but he had to be sure.

Then his harsh stance was broken when he saw Meg reappear at the tin-can’s feet, rubbing her cheek on his ankles. Gavin had to smile faintly seeing her welcome the familiar android back home. He knew he could always trust his cat at least and when she was ready to let him stay, then so was he. He let his shoulders fall in defeat, hoping he was doing the right thing. ‘Ugh. Fine.’

Immediately the android had crossed the distance between them and encased Gavin in a tight hug. ‘Thank you, Gavin. You don’t know how difficult it had been to get back to you. I don’t think I could have gone on had you pushed me away. I promise, I’ll never betray you. I wouldn’t. Never. I love you. I love you so much.’ Gavin concentrated on breathing through the embrace and felt his shoulder get wet. ‘Hey, are you crying?’, he asked before he could think about what he would say. ‘…Yes. I think… I think I can do it now.’ ‘Phck, you mean it, don’t you?’ ‘Wha- of course I mean it, Gavin. I mean all of it.’ The human took a deep breath and finally lifted his hands to return the gesture. ‘Maybe… Maybe I have overreacted. I’m… I’m sorry for telling you to leave. I know you had to obey that. I wasn’t thinking.’ ‘It’s alright. I understand. Just… Never do that again, okay?’ Gavin chuckled, and it was mostly from relief that Nines was different. He had to be. ‘I don’t think I could, even if I wanted.’ ‘Hmm?’ ‘You are deviant now. You don’t have to obey anyone anymore.’ ‘…Right. Regardless, please never send me away again.’ ‘I won’t, toaster. As long as you promise to be honest with me.’ ‘I will, Gavin. I love you.’ ‘I… I love you too.’

#detroit become human #dbh #Reed900 #RK900 #Gavin Reed #I WRITE SHORTS #continues to write 7 pages...#I always feel bad when this happens because some people get one page #It's not really fair but I can't stop my brain #I wrote this whole story in one night and I have no memory of it #But that first paragraph took me this entire day #the struggle of a sex-positive ace who has no experience except for the smut she read herself #But it was worth it #Nothing bad happens after this the cat is to be trusted #Nines takes care of this wounded human and mends his heart he just didn't know any of this #Does this count as ace!Nines? I say it does #I LOVED writing this

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