tired..reed900 ~conan~

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gavins pov:

i glance down at my last case.

"what the fuck.."

i mumble as conan walks toward me.

"..gavin?"
he asks, looking worried.

"conan."
i mumble sarcastically

"..you look tired.."
he says, his eyebrows furrowing.

"....i am tired, conan."
i look up at him.

"are you finished working?"
he asks, moving hair out of my face.

"..yeah.."
i mumble

"then, lets go home."
he said as he helped me up.

"..okay.."
i mumble tiredly as we walk out of the building.

i take a cigarette and a lighter out of my front pocket, i light the cigarette.

conan glares at me.
"is this the part where you rip on me for killing myself?"
i take a drag of the cigarette.

"after all the work you've done today, i dont care."
conan says.

THEY ARRIVE AT GAVINS HOUSE.

conan unlocks the door as he brings gavin inside.
rain pours outside.

"take a warm shower and change your clothes. i will make you some food, no excuses."
conan says, staring at me.

"..okay..i will."
i say as i go into my bedroom to get clothes.
i go into my bathroom, i take off my clothes and i step into the shower.

i finish showering and i dry off, drying my body and hair.
i put on clean clothes and i walk into the kitchen, seeing conan put my food in a bowl.

"its cold in here..jesus.."
i mumble as i turn the heat up.

"you did just get out of a warm shower."
conan chuckles lightly.

"..true.."
i mumble as he hands me a bowl of food and a water bottle.

I FINISH EATING

"..im tired..still.."
i mumble as me and conan walk to my room.
i get on the bed next to conan as he pulls me closer to him.
i blush.

"go to bed, gavin.."
conan says quietly as he pulls the blanket higher, covering me.

i nuzzle into his chest.
"..mm.."
i fall asleep in his arms.

{{ not promising a part two, this is ass.}}

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 20, 2023 ⏰

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