Useless (Gavin Reed x [Android] Reader)

Five

The calming demeanor you had faded quickly, replaced by the one Hank had already gotten a glimpse of. Taking a few steps over, you leaned and got close to Gavin's face. "I will not set foot into the kitchen until you answer my questions. So let me know when you're done being a petulant toddler, Detective."

Shock gave way to the more familiar anger, but you were quick to step back and dodge his hand. "You got a lotta fucking nerve, bitch!" Reed spat out, on his feet and trying a second time to grab you somehow.

His hand was grabbed instead, turned and held in such a way that his thumb was being pulled backwards. Pain ran up his entire arm, so much so that his knees damn near buckled. He couldn't fucking move! "I am here for you, but I cannot do what I am built for if you will not let me. You have been threatened with losing your job if you do not accept having me around." A bit of pressure sent a fresh wave of pain, and the human winced, swearing under his breath. "I am sorry that having someone more than willing to do whatever you ask is such an awful inconvenience to you, sir."

When you let go, Gavin collapsed, holding his aching thumb, heart racing so hard it thumped in his ears. There was anger, absolutely, but there was also something more uncommon. You had gotten the best of him. You, a fucking prototype android, had retaliated. Not just physically, he'd seen handfuls of other androids defend themselves.

This fucking bitch told me off. She's made to have a goddamn attitude?!

When the searing pain had been reduced to a dull ache, the detective got to his feet, locking eyes with yours. "... so he designed an android whore to clap back at me?"

"He designed me to react to you in a manner you are not accustomed to. All I am doing is trying to prove my usefulness. You are my only directive, sir. Getting angry at my presence serves you no purpose if I am always going to be here." When he slowly came closer, you just watched his expression. Neither looked away. "... cooperation is all that is needed, Detective. I am here to help you with your lifestyle."

"Right, right. My stressful lifestyle." Reed's voice had gone soft in a strange manner. It was deliberate and suspicious. "You wanna help so damn bad with my stressful life?" Of course you nodded, and a smirk tugged at his lips. "Suck me off."

But you got down, kneeling on the floor, and he clearly wasn't expecting it, since he backed off, hands up and verbally protesting. "...... you asked me to--"

"I know what I fuckin' asked! You aren't supposed to know what that means!! Shit...."

Still kneeling, you watched what could only be classified as a war of emotions. Shock seemed prominent. "... shall I remain on my knees until you make a decision?"

Eyes still wide, he made a hasty gesture with his hand. "Get off the floor, Jesus fucking Christ! Augh..." Reed covered his face, trying to sort through his thought process. "Just... goddamn... there's some fucking stuff in the kitchen. Books, I mean. Go... go do something else, cook something, for the love of fuck." As you stood back up and promptly wandered into the kitchen, Gavin crossed his arms, watching you silently with a deep frown.

I know androids are built to serve or whatever, but they're not supposed to know what a goddamn blowjob is.

...... wait, that means Connor knows what it means, too. Maybe I can pawn her off on him, after all.

Barely registering you standing in front of him again, the human flinched when your hand laid on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, but I must ask once more if you have allergies, Detective Reed."

Mouth working, he exhaled a little louder. "I'm vegetarian. Other than that, I'm not picky." Hazel eyes narrowed. "Were you really gonna blow me?"

"Yes." Your head tilted. "Are you changing your mind, sir?"

Don't do that...

"No. I'm not down with shoving my dick into appliances." When you nodded and turned back to his kitchen, only then did Reed realize you had had your hand on his shoulder the whole time. That didn't bother him as much as the other thing.

She tilts her head like a puppy. That's...

Behind you, the detective stared openly, watching you prepare something for him to eat, but not really aware of his surroundings. He was too lost in thought to do much else.

[Vegetarian. Based on the contents of his kitchen, he is quite strict on this. But there are also iron supplements and other forms of protein; he is mindful of his diet.]

It seemed like his anger had cooled off for the time being, thanks to your apparent willingness to perform acts not normally given to androids.