2 Works in BestOfTheBestFanfics
Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
18 Jun 2018
Fowler sighs. “It’s not that I don’t trust in your undercover abilities Connor, it's just that you can’t even say a swear-”
Connor frowns, face scrunched up. “I can say it. Hank says it all the time!”
From across the briefing table, Tina leans over to poke Wilson in the arm. “It’s like watching a puppy learn how to bark.”
Hank’s grin is unholy. “Good boy Connor. Now pay up, the lot of you.”
This is the slow corruption of RK800.
Hank gave in to the urge to bury his face in his hands. This was just… Fuck, he was too innocent looking. Those wide eyes, the soft looking lips. He stared at Hank like he hung the sun and stars, and here Hank was, projecting. Again.
Something brushed his shoulder and Hank couldn’t help but jump. He flinched away and moved his hands, but it was just Connor. It was always just Connor, standing a little too close, probing when Hank was at his worst. Standing at his side with worry in his eyes, staring up at him, and… Fuck.
He was too old for this. He was too old and broken and fucked up to deserve this, but Connor made it too easy to want it anyway.