Lost Loving Souls (Connor x Reader)

Chapter 140

You made it to the store and bought what you needed. As you were walking along, you decided to get a few other things that were off of the food item list since you needed more of them. 

As you were walking the aisles, you came to one of your final stops. Thanks to your body still mostly functioning like a normal human, you still needed some lady products. As you picked out what you normally got, you paused. Wait... Your heart skipped a beat. You covered your mouth with one of your hands to silence any noise that might've come out. N-no...t-that's not even possible for me anymore! 

You looked around and grabbed one more box, your fears getting the better of you. Luckily, it was mixed in with a few other products you needed to you hoped nobody would look too closely at it...or you for that matter. Most of Detroit still knew who you were and if this were to get out, you were screwed in more ways than one.

You made it to the checkout and you were thankful that is was a girl instead of a guy checking you out. You saw her glance at the items before scanning them, but luckily she seemed to care nothing about it and just let you go on with your day. You paid and thanked her before hurrying off and hurrying home.

You made it into the house and you gasped as you saw that it was lit up with candles and there were drinks set out of the coffee table. Everything looked beautiful. You were a little startled when you heard a voice coming from the hallway.

"I was hoping you'd like it." You turned quickly and saw Connor standing in the hallway, looking slightly nervous yet hopeful. "You've just been...struggling lately and I...I wanted to make it better." You smiled at him.

"It's lovely, Connor." You assured him. He smiled, relieved. Then, you remembered your shopping bag. 

"U-um, j-just let me put these things away and then we start having a nice night, okay?" He nodded. 

"I can help-"

"N-no! No, I got it. It's just a few things. You've already done all this, so it's only fair." You told him." 

"Oh...okay." You put the food items away and asked him to make what you wanted for dinner since you'd left it out. He happily agreed while you rushed to the bathroom to put the rest of your things away and hide the box. You took a minute to get yourself together. I'm...I'm being dramatic. Maybe it's that thirium Kamski gave me. That's a good explanation! Maybe I'm just getting sick or something. That's another good explanation! I've never been sick as an android, well, cyborg before. I'm just overreacting. I know I am. 

You took in a few deep breaths before going to join Connor. You sat down with him on the couch as he set the food on the table. You both knew that he didn't need to eat, but you were glad he wanted to share it with you. It'd be too much food for just you to eat.

"What did you have to put away in there?" He asked, still completely oblivious to your situation. You preferred it that way, but this was one of the times you wish he knew not to ask questions.

"Just um...some of my things." You hinted. He blushed, smiling embarrassedly and nodded, giving you a quick apology. You chuckled and kissed his cheek. "It's okay, you doofus."

You both picked out a movie together and started having your dinner. It was nice for a little bit until you tried to have some of the drink Connor had chosen. It only had to hit your tongue to make you feel sick. You tried not to react to it, but you couldn't stop yourself. You doubled over, your gag reflex having other ideas. Connor instantly went to help you.

"(Y/n)!?" One hand raced to your stomach while the other tried to seal off your mouth to keep you from throwing up. You couldn't even respond to Connor, fearing that even trying to talk would end with half of your dinner on the carpet. He seemed to understand and he quickly helped you up and to the bathroom. He knelt you down in front of the toilet and stayed next to you, concern evident in his gaze. You tried to take in a breath, but the taste made you lurch over again as you also coughed on a few droplets that had gone down your windpipe. You felt so horrible for Connor having to see you like this when he'd tried to do something nice for you.