Not My Type! | Connor x Reader

Scared

Connor could insist on leaving, but he wondered what kind of things he'd learn here. "Okay... Then I'll stay."

"Cool. I think I already have an idea how to get started." You reached for your stereo and turned the music on. You started shaking your shoulders.

"C'mon, Robocop!" You said loudly. "Shake that plastic ass!"

For a moment Connor was bewildered, but he had to admit: the song was contagious. He started by tapping his foot. Connor wasn't really good at dancing, he's not used to it but you were the one who introduced him to dancing. You rushed to him and grabbed his hands, trying to guide him with your movements. The android managed to easily synchronize with you.

After dancing for a while, you proposed Connor a game of trivia. The two of you were sitting in the middle of your bed, you'd tell Connor some random facts you know and Connor would tell you random facts he knows. Every time you already know that fact you get one point, and when you didn't know it, the person who told you gets one point. The winner is the one who gets the most points in the trivia. It was fun for you to play with Connor because he wouldn't cheat, so he'd just tell you some scientific facts. Thanks to him, now you know that giraffes sleep only twenty minutes a day.

You chuckled for the funny fact Connor just told you. "Alright, my turn... When I was a teen... I used to have a huge crush on Gavin Reed."

"Detective Gavin Reed?"

"Yep."

"How did you crush him?" Connor questioned. You surprised that he doesn't know what "crush" means.

"No, no. Having a crush means when you like someone... romantically." You awkwardly explained.

"Oh." Connor said. "Do you still like him?"

"What? No! That was years ago." You said. "Don't blame me, blame my stupid teenager hormones."

Although you said this wasn't a pajama party, you had fun. Late at night, Connor found you sleeping on the couch, the TV was on and you were watching a really old movie: The Wizard of Oz. Connor showed up when Tin Man was about to sing. He sat next to you, kind of intrigued by the dialogue and fantasy scenario that the scene conveyed.

"No heart... All hollow", sadly said Tin Man to Dorothy and Scarecrow.

When a man's an empty kettle he should be on his mettle

 And yet I'm torn apart

Just because I'm presumin' that I could be kind-a-human

If I only had heart

I'd be tender - I'd be gentle and awful sentimental

Regarding Love and Art

I'd be friends with the sparrows ...and the boys who shoots the arrows 

If I only had a heart

Picture me - a balcony

Above a voice sings low

( Wherefore art thou, Romeo?)

 I hear a beat....How sweet

 Just to register emotion, jealousy - devotion

And really feel the part

I could stay young and chipper and I'd lock it with a zipper