Cooking.

Considering androids lacked the ability to eat and drink, it certainly did not seem to affect their ability to cook.

After the interrogation incident you decided you needed to blow off some steam. You quickly sent of a text to Connor saying you were going to the gym across town and you'd be home around 7. Ignoring the phone beep in response as you drive to the leisure centre you try to compute what happened today.

He winked at you. In front of a suspect. In front of Hank. If it wasn't for the lust curled in your stomach at the sight of him shouting, you would have died there and then. But what did it all mean? It was clear he knew that you found him incredibly attractive. How could you not? He was specifically designed to be beautiful, symmetrical, with that adorable curl of hair hanging from his forehead at all times. Was is hair ever out of place? You'd like to try. No. Bad. Focus on driving.

When you pulled up to the centre and went into the changing rooms you finally looked at your text.

Concus - 16:46 -

Hope you aren't texting and driving. ;)

Enjoy your workout.

Have a surprise for you. :)

See you soon.

Connor.

You sight at his always perfect grammar, even in text. Ever the android. It still made you laugh that he used emojis but it was kind of cute in a way. However, the ominous 'surprise' got you worried. You knew it wouldn't be bad but you were already struggling to control yourself around him. You didn't need any other reasons to jump his bones.

You shot back a quick response so that he wouldn't worry about you.

You - 17:04 -

Never Concus!

Pls don't say u have an experiment running again.

See u l8r. :P

Time to get sweaty.

After a good workout mainly running and a couple laps in the pool you decided to call it quits and shower off. Don't want to come home stinking for your android. Oh. That was new. When did you start referring to Connor as 'yours'? Probably best to not analyse that too much. Over the past couple months your relationship with him had completely changed. You had always seen him as an attractive man but the more you got to know him, the more you fell in love with him. That was it. You loved Connor. Shit.

You washed away the thoughts clouding your mind with a cold shower. Probably for the best.

After drying off and putting on a fresh pair of clothes you decided you couldn't avoid going home any longer. Besides, you were hungry.

You - 18:52 -

Just leaving now.

The house better be clean :P

Concus - 18:53 -

Your surprise is waiting.

Drive safe. :)

Connor.

Time to bite the bullet.

As you drove past the flashing lights of the city, you found yourself getting excited for the surprise. Connor always seemed to surprise you. Granted sometimes it went terribly wrong, but it was still thoughtful.

The lights were on when you pulled up and you shuffled in your bag for your keys when the door opened before you.

"Good evening [Y/N]. Dinner is ready." Connor stood before you, too smartly dressed for just being at home but that was him.

"Dinner? I didn't know that you knew how to cook? I coulda saved a lot of money on takeout." You jested with him as you walked past, nudging him with your elbow. You threw down your bags and attempted to go into the kitchen until you were stopped by Connor.

"I must ask you to go upstairs and change. I left something on your bed." He smiled at you sweetley, a completely different to the man to the one in the interrogation room earlier today.

"Uh...Okay?" Awkwardly you turned round and went to your room. Why was he being so weird?

When you entered your room you saw something new on your bed. A simple little black dress. A simple little black dress that you hadn't owned before. Dresses were never really your thing but you had to admit, it was very you. As you picked it up you noticed the low-cut, scarf-like neckline. It was beautiful. Clearly Connor had good taste but what was all this for? It was beginning to feel more and more like a date.

After putting on the new dress and adjusting your hair you took a minute to check yourself out. You looked good, if a little nervous.

All Connor could do as you came down the stairs was stare. You looked incredible and he could feel his thirium pump racing and a breath caught in his thought even he had no need to breathe.

You could feel yourself blushing and the tips of your ears warming. Suddenly your nerves went away at the sight of him.

" [Y/N], I..Uh.. Would you like to follow me into the kitchen, I believe it is time for your surprise." Connor extended his arm to you and you intertwined your arm with his. He was warm and being this close to him felt… right.

As you entered the kitchen, you took in your surroundings. The table in the middle of the room was covered in a cloth and the table was set for two with a candle lighting it. You appreciated the fact that he set the table for both of you, even though he had no need to eat. He understood how much it meant to you to treat him as human.

The unmistakable smell of ratatouille filled your senses. It smelt increible.

Connor pulled out one of the chairs for you and tucked you in when you sat down. You couldn't hold in the question anymore, it just slipped out.

"Is this a date?" You quickly raised your hands to your mouth as if to keep the words in but all of Connor's attention was on you. His LED remained a constant blue, not even a flash of yellow to show he was considering the question.

"Finally catching on [Y/N]?" Connor attempted to tease you but it was clear he was nervous. He rose his hand to the back of his neck to rub it. The action alone made you forget that he wasn't human.

"I didn't know how to ask you so I thought I'd just surprise you."

Connor's confession hit you right in the feels as you realised he was just as nervous as you.

"Is that a problem?" He awkwardly half-smiled at you.

"Not at all." You smile brightly at him to reassure him. How did you ever think this was going to be bad?

After clearing the air, Connor served you the ratatouille along with hunters chicken and you enter into a comfortable discussion around work and Hank.

"How the hell did you learn to cook like that Connor? That was incredible!" You are genuinely shocked considering he cannot eat.

Connor practically beams at your praise, enjoying how it feels to impress you.

"It is all science really. Just have to have the right components."

You looked at him amazed.

"AndIlookeduphowtocookitonyoutube"

The sudden confession set you into a fit of giggles. For some reason the thought of Connor sat watching tutorials of how to cook was completely hilarious to you. However he begged to differ.

"Are you laughing at me [Y/N]?" His voice dropped an octave and he stared into your soul, teasing you.

"So what if I am?" You respond flirtily. You finally found out that Connor likely feels the same and you weren't going to pass up this opportunity.

"I cook you a wonderful dinner, treat you to a beautiful dress and you laugh at me? What am I going to do with you?" He was using his interrogation voice. Bastard.

Still making eye contact with you he stood up suddenly. Stalking over to you.

Your heart was pounding. How did he go from being so sweet, to so sexy in a matter of a few heartbeats?

He squatted to pick you up in his arms, making you squeal.

"Connor!"

"Yes [Y/N]?" He smiled sweetly at you but he was just a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Feeling emboldened by his actions, you took his face in your hands and kissed him.

It was incredible.

His lips moved with yours perfectly, tongue gentle and not overpowering for the first time. It was perfect. Just like him.

"Well I have at least twenty eight ideas now." He smiled and kissed you again before carrying you into the bedroom.