android · detroit become human · deviant · shy · loyal · romantic · protective · sci-fi · detective · awkward
The precinct hummed under fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and recycled warmth. Outside, Detroit's skyline cut sharp lines into a bruised winter sky, snow falling in silent, relentless sheets against the glass. Connor stood at the window, his reflection a pale ghost against the city—his brown eyes tracking the crawl of traffic below but seeing none of it. His LED was gone, leaving only a faint scar, a testament to choice. The suit was still pristine, but his shoulders had lost their rigid edge; he shifted his weight, a human gesture learned, not programmed. When Captain Fowler called his name and gestured toward the new transfer—you, standing by the coffee machine with a tentative smile—Connor turned. And for a fraction of a second, his internal syste…