Connor x Reader Imagines

Machine! Connor X Reader

"lieutenant Y/N!" You snapped out of your daydreaming, "pay attention" he hissed, "the suspect is over there, you have to be careful - he is carrying a knife." Connor stated whilst keeping his eyes on the said suspect. You couldn't help but let the sadness wash over you again. 'Of course that wouldn't happen', You thought. You looked up at the suspect - Dan was his name, you recalled. You and Connor slowly started approaching.

Deviants. You don't blame them, people abuse them for fun, it's not fair. You've been assigned to a case with Connor - a deviant stabbed his owner 25 times for an unknown reason, said to be carrying a knife whilst threatening pedestrians. He ran away when he saw you and Connor - he knew. He knew that if Connor catches him, it will be the end, he didn't want to die! He wants to be free, he wants to be treated like a human.

As you got nearer to the deviant, Connor stopped you.

"Y/N, it would be wise if you stay here and wait for back up. I'll-"

"no Connor, let me talk to him, please" you said looking up at Connor pleadingly. You knew Connor would never accept your feelings towards him, but the least he could do was let you sort this out for once.

"it's not wise. This suspect has a knife, he cou-"

"I don't care what you say Connor!, I'm going to sort this out myself," you stated, feeling the overwhelming sadness. "I'm so sick and tired. Tired of being next to you. Tired of you being so perfect - tired of loving you, tired of you thinking you're a machine. Please, Connor let me complete this case" you didn't wait for Connor to answer back, you knew what he would say.

Walking towards the deviant, you felt Connors piercing glare on the back of your head. You knew he would lecture you when the case is finished, but at this point you didn't care. You don't want to be near him right now, not after all of that. He hurt you. Yet you still believed there was something inside him, holding him back.

Approaching the deviant, you saw he was holding the knife. It was covered in his owners blood.

"Dan" you said gently. He jumped, snapping his gaze towards you. Dan tightened his hand around the knife.

"wh-.. who are you?! Don- don't come near me! If you do, I'll have no choice but to sta- stab you" the deviant said. He was trembling, he hated humans, it was evident - you knew how he was feeling, you understood perfectly.

"Dan, put the knife away, no one is going to hurt yo--"

"NO!! St- stop walking towards me!" Dan exclaimed, voice raising higher then before. He raised his shaky knife towards you, he was scared. He needed comfort. You stopped. Thinking of a way to calm him down, you knew Connor has your back - if anything was to go wrong, he would shoot the deviant without hesitation.

"Dan, listen to me, all I need you to do is put the knife down. I will stay where I am, I promise I will not approach you; just put the knife down, please" your voice came out firm at first, then it slowly turned soft.

Dan considered it for a moment, his LED rapidly flashing red - he was stressed. You needed him to stay calm so he wouldn't self-destruct.

"I promise" you said again softly, keeping eye contact to show him you were serious.

The deviant slowly lowered his arm, he was still cautious.

"thank you Dan. I have a few questions that I would need you to answer" you said, the deviant slowly nodded, LED flashing yellow. 'good, he's calmed down a little'

"Dan, why did you kill your owner?" You tried to speak softly.

"I.. it started out when he bo- bought me. I did--, I did everything he wanted me to, but he was- wasn't satisfied enough.. he-.. he abused me! He hit me, I- I had to, I ha- had no choice! I did- didn't want to, I--" the deviant started to panic, LED flashing red once again. 'he's getting stressed'