#Vague hand waving of Android origins and upgrades

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Hank has to deal with two childish twins. ReverseAu

Warning for Vague time/place shit cause I wanted to have the first interactions, realized it would end in a long vague rewrite and said fuck it.

While Cyberlife has mostly been known for making androids designed to be young and ‘pretty’, it wasn’t unheard of for them to make custom models, often asked for specific people for one reason or another. Be it just for personal tastes or to give a certain presence, they came in all shapes and sizes. This happened to be the case in making the HK800. Originally modeled more for child care, the HK were redesigned as interrogators and sent to police departments upon diffrent soft androids being made for child care.

It worked well enough, the rough look aiding them to be intimidating when needed but the softness to help ease others around them. They were often used in cases involving children.

One such android was sent to the DPD, named ‘Hank’, and was quickly assigned to Connor Stern. Amanda had not let Connor get much of a word out about this, no protest would be heard and a icy stare down has sent him out, android hot on his heels. Despite Hank’s attempt to work with Connor he seemed more keen on seething about the android being there than anything else.

To add to the bad start it seemed Connor had a brother, Collin, that was having the time of his life heckling him about the android partner. It didn’t take but a moment for Hank to move away heavier objects from the lieutenant’s reach, lest they be airborne. Granted he wondered if the smaller man wouldn’t try throwing his computer, not that he thought he even could but it was the thought that counts.

This kept up though a number of investigations until Hank’s attempts to find Connor lead the HK to the lieutenant’s house to find one over worked Stern passed out on the kitchen table, laptop on with messy text from laying on the keyboard and coffee spilled everywhere. He wondered how it was the cigarette hadn’t lit anything on fire either. If he could sigh he would have.

He was suppose to bring Connor out for a call, but there would be no way for him to handle any of it in this condition. So he set out putting Connor to bed. But it seemed it wouldn’t be without a fight, for as soon as the Android had him in his arms he came back to awareness enough to know what was going on.

“The hell...? How did you get in here? Put me down.” Connor might have tried to be as stern as his name implied but the tired slurring kind of killed it, as well as his weak attempt to get out of the HKs hold.

“I got in though the front door. Sorry about that, cyber life will replace it for you.” As if to show his point Connor could see the doorknob busted from being kicked in by what he would have guessed was a bull if it wasn’t for the Android telling him otherwise. “And the only place i’m putting you is to bed. You will not be able to work like this.”

“I can work perfectly fine, damn it!” And to Connor’s credit he tried, he really did, to shove his way off Hank. All he really managed to do was wiggle before huffing in defeat. At least he got what he wanted in a matter of a moment, granted it came with him letting out a yelp as he was dumped onto the bed. The android laughed, earning a weak glare as the young man tried to get out of bed only to be pushed back down.

“Sleep or i’m going to lock all of your computers so you can’t work.” He honestly could do it, wasn’t hard to get into the system to change things if he found it necessary. After all, a rested partner meant he worked better, better work means he did good.

Connor let out a loud groan of frustration when he noticed that Hank wasn’t going to leave, throwing his hands up and shoving his face under his pillow. “Fiiiine, geeze. Not like there was a murder or anything...” Though despite his words he was asleep in no time.

Once Hank was sure Connor was out for the whole night, he made a quick call to Amanda on the lieutenant’s issue. Instructed to head to the scene anyway, he left the other to sleep.

-

Arriving was easy, getting in was a bit of a pain in the chassis. Hank had to wait for Collin to come outside to let him in, much to the twin’s displeasure. Though thankfully he was less angry seething and more annoying with his jabs.

“Had to put him to bed like a fucking child, hu? Haa dumbass can’t even get his life in order.” Hank had half a mind to smack him upside the head, but his programming wouldn’t let him. He wonders how anyone else deals with the twins’ bullshit.

“Guess it’s good You were assigned to him, hu? Could use a babysitter with how he’s been going.” Ah so there was some care between them after all... “Should be able to find a bit enough child leash online.” There it is. If Hank could he would sigh.

“Detective, while it is part of my job to make sure the lieutenant is ok so he can keep working I am not his babysitter. And it is highly inappropriate to suggest such a thing.” What kind of bullshit was he getting into with these two.

The case was fairly fast due to it being pretty simple. Murder itself wasn’t simple mind you but finding out what happened was and having an android made it much faster. Well it would have hadn’t Collin want to ramble and make jokes at other’s expense. As well, Hank at least had the knowledge this would be a one time thing.

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The case was a one time thing, however dealing with Collin was not and a daily routine between cases was set in place. One that got even noisier as they got more stressed dealing with having to find missing androids after the revolution.

When Connor came back the next day just a little less bitchy and more awake it seemed that the twins had made it a point to throw jabs at each other. Thankfully it wasn’t too bad, from what Hank could tell it was just a bother thing. Not that he would understand such a thing, he did learn quick to always bring two coffees and not one as they would try to get the other’s coffee.

It was when he was pulling Connor back to his seat from antagonizing Collin about his taste in music that he heard a laugh, a GV200 with a nice little nose gash nudging him as he passed. 

“Wow, dadbot, wild ass kids you got there.”

Hank almost rolled his eyes at the wild android, unsure how to even take that. He guessed it must have had something to do with the whole care unit thing, granted he did have to handle the two hooligans like children sometimes. RA9 he could only be glad it was between these two and not on cases when they pulled this shit.

He could only be grateful for the fact that it was a slow day and the pair seemed to chill out for a while, likely from a mix of Amanda wandering around for a bit talking and Collin getting the last of his reports done. But peace apparently was never an option with these two, upended as Connor passed by the other’s desk.

“Must be nice having someone do all the reports you keep sleeping on, must be why he was assigned to you after all though.” 

Connor spun on him, setting his cup down on the desk before going into a full on tangent about being capable and something or another about things Collin himself did. Hank honestly couldn’t be assed to care what it was about. The constant jabs and bickering, that got even more pervasive when they were tired, were wearing on his last nerve which they shouldn’t even be able to do. He knows he shouldn’t get mad that they couldn’t just behave like adults but the glaring red that told him to just pull them apart and leave it was annoying him as well. So often that dumb color blocked so many things out and he couldn’t ignore it. He had to do something about this.

Like the android had done to Connor’s door months ago, he kicked the wall like a swat team assault till it shattered to the ground like sad pieces of cheap plaster. LED blaring red his footfall echoed until most of the pen was watching, expect the twins. But they were quick to notice when they were both caught in a headlock and hauled to the back of the room, both yelling in surprise and confusion. It didn’t take them before they found themselves in one of the interrogation rooms and seated at the table.

“YOU two are going to stay in here until you can behave yourselves like the adults you are! I have the camera on and can tell.” Hank gave no chance at protest as he left the room, door locked behind him with blessed quiet in front of him.

Well until he heard that GV laugh again. “Putting the kids in time-out? About time.”

There was a beat before Hank placed his face in his hands. “Oh my RA9 I really am being their dad...”

[legendaryandroid]

So we remain the same

For dbhrarepairs week day 7, Free Day. Thank you @dbhrarepairs for hosting this! 

Pairing: Gavin Reed/RK800-60

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: Light smut, discussion of android m-preg

Summary: Gavin gets hit by a bad bout of baby fever, wanting to have a kid of his own. However, Sixty doesn’t want children. Or does he?

Gavin stared down at the bundle in his arms in awe. Somewhere behind where he was sitting on the couch he could hear Connor and Hank chatting with Nines and Adam, but his focus was entirely on the itty-bitty human in his arms. Baby John was just so tiny! And cute! His hand was a fraction the size of Gavin’s and the way his blue eyes stared with barely there focus at Gavin? Adorable! Fuck. Gavin didn’t know babies could be so darling and it kinda made him want one of his own. What a concept.

Though wanting a child wasn’t entirely new to Gavin. He would occasionally think about maybe having someone to carry on the family legacy or whatever but those thoughts tended to fade quickly. But when he and Sixty looked after Nines and Adam’s kids he would wonder what it would be like to have tiny feet running down the halls of his and Sixty’s house, and those thoughts would stick with him for days.

Maybe what made how much Gavin’s heart was melting for this little one weird was how indifferent he was leading up to John being brought forth in the world. When Hank and Connor had originally announced that Connor had new biocomponents installed and was now pregnant Gavin had the initial thought of how weird and far technology had come, but after that he didn’t really care. He would listen politely as Hank or Connor would talk about this or that for preparing to have a kid, and looked on with mild curiosity as Connor would amplify the child’s heartbeat for those to hear. He also noted with vague interest that Connor had to replace the front part of his torso with something larger to fit both his biocomponents and the baby, effectively looking like a baby bump. But that was the extent of his interest

But now? Now as Gavin ran a hand over the soft baby hair of John’s head and felt the warmth in his arms, he was anything but indifferent. He felt the strong need to have a child of his own, to raise them and show them the world. However, Gavin couldn’t do this just because he wanted to.

Leaning into Sixty’s shoulder, who was sitting next him and staring at John with clinical curiosity, Gavin asked softly. “Hey, would you ever wanna-”

“Absolutely not.” Sixty said firmly, predicting Gavin’s question and cutting him off.

Gavin wasn’t really surprised, Sixty was never a human person, was never a people person in general and Gavin saw no reason why he would make an exception for children. Even if they were his own.

Still, there was a part of Gavin that felt crushed as he responded, “Yeah, okay.”

Despite his initial disappointment, Gavin thought his bout of baby fever would fade like it usually did. Instead, it intensified. Gavin found himself googling things about babies in his free time. Like baby names, or baby furniture, or looking up how much it cost to raise a kid (a lot). And every time Gavin found himself at the Anderson’s he would often volunteer to feed baby John or change his diaper or whatever needed doing so the parents could have a break.

Gavin did try to talk himself out of wanting children, reasoning that not only did Sixty not want kids, but their schedules as cops would be poor for raising kids, and that he wasn’t ready, and that he was too old to have children. But it was hard to be convincing when most of his reasons also applied to Hank and Connor who were clearly making it work. And even seeing them stressed and exhausted dealing with a new baby didn’t slow him down because he also noticed how much they glowed with love and happiness at the new addition in their life.

Not that he told Sixty any of this. Gavin knew Sixty sometimes could get weird about not being ‘human’ enough despite him not wanting to be entirely human, and Gavin worried that he would accidentally make Sixty feel guilty for not wanting children. So he kept it to himself, hiding his search history and quietly jumping at any chance to babysit for the Chapmans or Andersons.

All of this to say, Gavin wasn’t expecting much when one day Sixty gave him a look that promised dirty things and told Gavin, “Take a shower and meet me in the bedroom, I have something new to try.”

Well it wasn’t that Gavin wasn’t expecting much, it was just that what he got was not what he thought he would at all. He spent his shower getting excited thinking of all the possibilities but none of them even came close to what he got. Gavin wanted to rush, but he had to be thorough washing or Sixty would make Gavin shower again and Gavin didn’t have that kind of patience.

As Gavin exited the bathroom into the master bedroom, still slightly damp and a towel loosely held around his hips he found Sixty waiting naked on the bed, upper body propped with pillows and legs spread. Sixty gave an appreciative glance up and down Gavin’s body as he waved his hand in a ‘come hither’ motion. Gavin eagerly complied, dropping the towel and making his way over. He was slightly surprised when Sixty didn’t get up to meet him half way to maneuver him right where Sixty wanted but that didn’t slow Gavin down. He got on the bed and knelt between Sixty’s legs, running a hand lovingly down Sixty’s side. Sixty did nothing and Gavin was getting a little worried, but he pressed on.

“So what’s this new thing you want to try?” Gavin asked with a sultry voice.

Sixty didn’t answer, but bit his lip as he spread his legs wider, urging Gavin to take a look.

And look Gavin did, feeling flabbergasted at what he saw. Between Sixty’s legs was a full set of outer female genitalia. That was not something Gavin expected from Sixty, but he could roll with it. He placed his hands on Sixty’s thighs, massaging them lightly as he leaned in to whisper in Sixty’s ear. “How naughty, and what do you expect me to do with these new parts of yours?”

Gavin leaned back enough that he could see Sixty’s eyes flick down and his body shift slightly in embarrassment. “I was thinking you could get me pregnant.”

If Gavin wasn’t shocked before he sure as hell was now. His mind went completely blank as his body stilled, staring at Sixty in open-mouthed surprise. Gavin felt like an android experiencing an error. The only word that passed his lips was, “What.”

Sixty’s face went studiously blank as he pulled his legs up and out of Gavin’s grip. He swung his legs out of the bed, giving a short, “It’s fine. This was a bad idea.”

Gavin brain rebooted and he reached out to snatch Sixty’s wrist, “No, babe wait. I’m just confused. I thought you didn’t want kids.”

Sixty stared at Gavin for a few moments, before biting his lip and sitting back on the edge of the bed, hands folded between his knees. “I gave some thought to the idea and believe I would be fine with children if that’s what you want.”

Gavin furrowed his brow as he swung his legs out to sit next to Sixty. “Babe, just because I want kids, doesn’t mean we have to have them. I’m okay if it’s just us.”

The expression Sixty gave Gavin was thoroughly unimpressed. “You say that, but your actions the past several months would indicate otherwise.”

Gavin fidgeted nervously with his knee. “You noticed that, huh?”

“It was hard not to. You always got a little doe-eyed whenever we watched over the Chapman children, but such behavior only increased shortly after John was born. I have found you sighing wistfully often while watching our nieces and nephews. From there it was easy to collect more evidence and come to a conclusion.”

“You may be right.” Gavin said, crossing his arms. “But that still doesn’t mean we hafta have a kid. I’m not gonna make you do anything you don’t want to. And a kid is a large commitment for something you don’t want.”

Sixty’s gaze was intense as it met Gavin’s. “I want a child Gavin. I want a child with you.”

“Really?” Gavin couldn’t help but gape, his arms dropping.

“I really do.”

A bubble of happy laughter rose up Gavin’s stomach and he couldn’t stifle it. He ended up guffawing as he collapsed into Sixty’s shoulder. “Well I’m glad to hear that, but you didn’t have to get the upgrades. We could’ve adopted like Adam and Nines did.”

Sixty frowned, gently elbowing Gavin’s squirming body away from him. “You may not care, but this is what I wanted.”

Gavin’s laughter faded and he blinked as he looked up at Sixty. “Really? Why?”

Sixty placed a hand possessively against the back of Gavin’s neck, and held him in place, making sure he was meeting Sixty’s eyes. “Because I want them to be yours.” Sixty declared, his brown eyes fierce. “When you’re gone I want to be able to look at our child and see your features there and know you cannot truly be absent as long as your blood continues.” Sixty’s gaze flickered down and he spoke quietly. “We can adopt too, I just don’t want to be alone.”

“Aw babe.” Gavin murmured softly and leaned in so he could wrap arms around Sixty in a hug. “You won’t be alone. Connor and Nines will still be around even after I’m gone.”

Gavin could feel Sixty burrow his nose into his hair as he returned the hug, their legs brushing against each other. “But they’re not you.”

They went quiet after that, Gavin at a loss of what to say. Instead Gavin hugged Sixty as tight as he could, trying to send all the comfort and warmth he could through his arms.

After a while Sixty gently pulled away and asked, “So, are we having a child?”

“Only if you’re ready.” Gavin said with concern.

“I’m ready.”

“Well then,” Gavin said. He placed his hands on Sixty’s thighs for balance as he leaned forward, closing his eyes as their lips brushed against each other. “Shall we continue where we left off?” He murmured.

Gavin could feel Sixty’s mouth twitch up in a small smile before giving him a quick kiss. “Yes.”

A/N: Yes, I genuinely ship RK900/Adam Chapman and nothing you say will change my mind