I Didn't Want This Either | Gavin Reed x Reader

Tuesday, October 19, 8:29 am

Central Police Station

Just like you had planned, you arrived back at home and went straight to bed. You didn't bother eating anything more than half of the salad that had been left in your fridge from a few days back, and said you'd shower in the morning- which you had done after devouring a bagel in seconds. Now, you were back outside of Central station, your head cleared. You were honestly ready for another day at work, and you hoped that this one was less... eventful. The morning was just as gloomy as the day before, the skies a dark, brooding grey, the air thick with the promise of a storm. You slammed your car door shut, having already stepped out into the cool air of the Station's parking lot, and started in the direction of the building's main doors, Gavin's shirt- the one he had lent you- hung over your arm. You gripped the shining silver handle of the  doors, staring through the glass at the inside, barren of people save for the two ST300's behind the desk, their hair tied up and their eyes distant as usual. As you swung the door open and stepped inside, it was as if they whirred to life, both turning to face you and nodding their heads in greeting in unison.

"Good morning, Detective (L/N)." The rightmost android, the one in charge of the gates, said with a smile, "You are 1 minute early- Captain Fowler will enjoy your punctuality. You can head right through the gates to start of your day." The android raised a hand as the gates began to pivot open with a beep. 

"Thank you, ma'am." you smile back at her, finding yourself wishing she had a name you could address her by. You slipped through the gates into the midst of the precinct, spotting a few familiar faces and two new new ones you hadn't seen before. Making your way over to you desk, you smile at Gavin and Nines, though they didn't currently notice- not much to your surprise, they were bickering, a usual thing for them.

"It really isn't healthy to drink as much coffee as you-"

"Don't you go tellin' me what is and isn't healthy!" Gavin cut Nines off midway through his speech. Gavin had a cup of coffee in his hand, and you guessed he often did. "If I need to drink coffee to keep my eyes open in this boring ass place, then that's what I have to do!" 

"Or you could attempt to get more sleep. Sleep is very important, Detective." you let out a quiet chuckle, listening silently to their conversation as you set your things down on your desk, dropping into the seat and a scraping a hand through your hair. 

"You know what? I'm not even goin' to bicker with you, Tin Can. You don't know what you're talking about." Gavin spun on his chair to face his desk rather than the hallway where Nines was standing, taking a long sip from his coffee and logging into his Police Database. 

"I do know what I'm talking about, Detective Reed. That's my job." Nines waited a moment for Gavin to respond, and when he didn't, Nines turned to face you instead. "Good morning Detective (L/N). I hope you slept well. Would you like me to get you a coffee?" As Nines offered, Gavin let out a dramatic scoff, his arms raising in offense. 

"So she's allowed a coffee and I'm not?" Nines ignored him, and you answered with a smile. 

"Thanks, Nines, I'd like that." Nines nods and hurries away towards the break room, leaving you to greet Gavin. "Good morning, Gavin." your smile lingers from before, but Gavin doesn't return it, his eyes trained on his computer screen as he mumbles a 'mornin'' of his own. "Do we have anything on the agenda today?" you ask, only to earn a shrug in return. 

"Nope. Since that android bit the bullet- literally- we've got nothin' else to act on." At last, Gavin leaned back in his chair, his eyes meeting yours as he sipped at his drink once again. "He surely had somethin' else to say, but Cap' doesn't think it's anything we should bother with yet. He just wants us around to respond to calls an' shit."