Deviant Behavior (Connor x Reader)

Thin Ice

He slung it over the back of the couch, unlooping the tie from around his collar. You had to look away as the blood-soaked shirt peeled away from his body, a certain heat creeping over your face.

"Let's get this over with."

Your attention snapped back to him.

White, covered in blue paste, but still glistening.

He held a certain beauty, but his eyes possessed an undeniable vulnerability.

Seeing him, the face he hid to the world and the face only you got to see...it excited you.

The sharp flicker of his gaze as you snapped gloves into place gave you a new sort of energy.

You remembered how quickly the balance of power had tipped the last time you felt like you were in control. Then you remembered what happened after you gave it away willingly.

He was too focused on the now-muted broadcast to notice your fascinations.

"This isn't how you make change...this is how you make chaos."

You sat on the couch next to him, a syringe of silicone sealant between your fingers.

"Humans don't listen."

"You don't say?"

You pressed the tip to the leak, and he bucked forward before releasing a growl. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't do it on purpose, doubting he thought otherwise.

"Markus and his followers...they just had the brawn to do what I never could. Let the truth out to the public and make the world deal with the aftermath."

"The aftermath..." He looked down at the leaking pump in his stomach, "This is the aftermath. Mass murder as the world cannibalizes itself."

You found his brown eyes watching you intently. Kept the fear locked tight, and tried to reel in the exhilaration from touching his smooth, porcelain skin.

There was a different model and serial number etched into the ring. You leaned in closer, squinting.

"I saw your regulator get destroyed. I knew this wasn't yours, but...it's..."

"I sent Captain Allen a message on his HUD." The dangerous tone returned in his voice, the gentleness he exhibited running for cover, "I asked him to distract the deviants while I retrieved Simon's regulator. When I saw you at gunpoint, a position I'd seen you in so many times...My own life seemed so...secondary."

He tilted your head up at him with a knuckle, the arm draped across the back of the couch falling between your side and the cushion.

"I understood what drives you to be so reckless. A renegade. And when I thought I was going to die, the only thing I could think about was how I'd never see you again."

You wanted to take back that dignity and self-preservation you'd strapped on over a fragile heart. His words...and the way he looked at you-

"Yet, here we are...In a state of repair." He sighed, dropping his hand, "Something you can't do. And you just disregard your own safety as if you can be rebuilt and reconstructed."

You snorted, and pulled back after the leak was sealed, "It's hard to fear death when it's been nipping at your heels for over a decade. It becomes second nature to turn around and tell it to stop."

"One day, it's not going to listen. You heard what Perkins said. You can't keep doing this..."

You turned around, dropping the tube in the bag. Removed the Bionic Omni Healer and recalled the first prototype, read the warning labels; trying to remember how it worked.