"This superficial love shit got me going crazy"
(song is Superficial Love by Ruth B)

Y/N's POV:

~The Next Day~

I was laying down at home, playing a game with Boomer. I was playing fetch, well, teaching him how to play fetch.

Okay honestly I was just throwing a ball and then he would pick it up and run away with it, then I'd have to chase him to get it back, but it's still fetch, for me.

It was pretty early in the morning. The sun shined through the window, the view was so beautiful...

My small corgi/Australian Shepard mix trotted beside me and dropped the tennis ball I had been throwing.

"Good 🅱️oy!" I smile and pat him.

I pick up the ball and throw it again.

I got Boomer so I wasn't so alone, without friends or family, life gets pretty boring. I don't mind the quiet... but I wish there was someone I could talk to everyday without worry, a best friend.

Of course Hank and Connor are there, but Hank seems too stubborn and might have to many problems to bother with me. Connor... he's a machine, is there anymore to explain?

So I guess all I have is Boomer. He bounces back to me, his ears bouncing around. He jumps in my lap and drops the tennis ball.

So cute...

Connor's POV:

I get in the car with Hank.

We start driving to our destination. It's quiet.

I begin to think about Y/N. What happened yesterday... when she fell on me...

I remember that innocent look she had on her face, her heart also went up by 15%... I couldn't tell if it was because she was scared or...

"Connor I have a question" Hank asks. "What is it Lieutenant?" I ask, looking at him.

Hank seemed hesitant.

"When you fell on top of Y/N yesterday, why did you stay there? Why didn't you just get up right away?" Hank asks.

I look forward, I don't know what to say, I don't know why I didn't.

"I don't know..." I say. Hank looked at me for a second before looking back onto the road.

"Do you feel anything for her? If you ask me, you seem to act different around her" he says.

"No Lieutenant, I only see her as a work partner, a recruit, nothing more" I say. "Not even a friend?" Hank asks.

"No, my objective isn't to make friends, it's to stop these deviants" I say. Hank didn't look satisfied with my answer, but it was the truth.

I think...

Y/N's POV:

I put Boomer's food and water bowl down. "Now I'll get something to eat" I say to myself.

I start to open my cupboard, looking for cereal. What to have?

My doorbell rings. Who's here now? Boomer starts barking. Except it's a cute small bork.

I look through, why are Hank and Connor here?

I open the door and see them standing there.

"Hi... guys" I say. "Hello Y/N" Connor says. "Can we come in?" Hank asks. "Uhm, yea of course" I let them in.

They come in and I close the door.

Boomer looks at them confused, his head tilts.

"You have a dog?" Connor asks. Connor turns to me and smiles.

"I like dogs" he smiles.

I smile and laugh softly. "Yea, this is Boomer, I got him two weeks ago" I say. Connor bends down and reaches his hand out to Boomer.

Boomer's small tail wags as he bounces over to Connor. Connor begins to pet Boomer.

"So why are you two here?" I ask. "Just thought we'd visit" Hank says. "How do you even know where I live?" I ask. "You work in police investigation, all your info is in your files" Hank says.

"Right... anyway, aren't there cases on deviants to do?" I ask. "There's a lot of them, but we can't do much without a lead, once we get a lead we can start the investigation" Hank says.

"Any who, make yourself at home" I say. "Where's your bathroom?" Hank asks. "It's upstairs, the first door to the right" I say. Hank nods and heads upstairs.

I go to my living room and find Connor still playing with Boomer. Awh... cute...

Boomer seems to really like Connor. His small legs are bouncing around as his tongue sticks out.

Boomer jumps into Connor's lap, and Connor laughs. Connor is smiling so wide, he seems genuinely happy...

I walk back into the kitchen to get my food.

Connor's POV:

I look behind me. Okay... Y/N's gone.

I put her puppy down and sit him down. "Stay" I say. The puppy gets up and starts jumping around again.

I sigh. We'll need to work things out if we're going to get along.

I set the puppy in front of me, it's sits there.

"Okay, so with you here I have some competition on the 'cutest one here', and I can't have that, I'll need you to lower down your cuteness for awhile" I say.

The puppy barks. "I'm glad you understand" I say.

Y/N walks back into the living room. "What are you two doing?" She asks. "Nothing much, your dog is really cu-... I mean hyper" I say.

"My dog is... what? Cute?" Y/N asks. "I said hyper" I say. "Nope, you were going to say cute" Y/N smiles cutely.

Maybe I have different competition... other than the dog...

I stand up and fix my tie.

"You have a nice place" I try to change the subject. "Thanks, it cost a lot but it's worth it" Y/N sits on the couch.

Y/N watches as her puppy plays with a toy on the ground.

Yea... I defiantly lost this cute competition.