detective - ten

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olivia's pov
i look up as the bathroom door opens, and i smile at y/n holding connor, hair slightly wet. she walks over, placing him on top of me. "go to sleep, connor," y/n says. connor sits up, looking at y/n as she turns off the light. "dark," he whispers, "light!" y/n walks to the bedside table, turning the lamp on. "alright, go to bed," y/n says, laying beside me. 

y/n looks at him as he continues to stare at her. "what is it, connie?" y/n asks. "read story?" he asks, "please." y/n chuckles, pulling herself up. she walks out the door, and connor looks at me. "want us to read to you?" i ask. "sure," connor smiles.

connor lays on my pillow as i turn towards him, y/n on the other side as she holds the book up. "where's spot?" y/n reads the title, flipping the book open, "naughty spot! it's dinner time. where can he be?" i look at the page, smiling. "your turn, liv," y/n whispers. "is he... behind the door?" i ask. "flip it, connor," y/n says, shaking the flap of the book inside the book. connor reaches up, flipping the door open. he giggles at the brown bear eating honey. i smile, placing my hand on his stomach and rubbing it slowly. "is that spot?" y/n asks him. "no!" he exclaims. "what's that, then?' she asks. "bear!" "what sound does a bear make, connie?" y/n asks, smiling at him. "grrrr," connor growls as low as he can. i laugh, and y/n does too. "good job," she flips the page.

y/n closes the book three-quarters of the way through, and i sit up a little, looking at connor. his eyes were closed, mouth slightly open. "alright," y/n whispers, "let me put him in his bed, then i'll be back." "i'll come," i whisper, getting out of the bed as y/n picks connor up.

i follow y/n, and she places connor in his bed. i go to the other side, helping her tuck him in. "thanks," she whispers. "no problem," i smile as i see y/n bend down, placing a kiss on connor's forehead, saying 'goodnight'. i do the same, and y/n holds my hand as we walk out.

i lay on top of y/n, "i really love who i am with you." "me too," she whispers. "i feel like i'm already a mom with connor," i chuckle. "well, you really seem like you love it," y/n says. "i do love it," i say, "i hope our kids turn out like connor."

a small laugh comes out of y/n's nose, "me too." "why'd you laugh?" i smile. "just... i don't know. i really see a future with you," she whispers. "i'm really glad," i say, moving up as y/n hugs me.

my lips goes to her cheek, and i sigh, "y/n, i'm really grateful you're mine." "i'm grateful you're mine, too," y/n says, chuckling as i kiss her cheek, "you know, i don't understand how someone can cheat on their partner." "i don't like how you said that right after we were talking about us," i giggle. "no, sorry, i don't know why it came to mind," y/n says, "sorry." "no, it's okay," i say, "but yeah, i agree. just break up with them." "right?" y/n sighs, "it actually pisses me off. imagine dating someone just to get with someone else while the other person's waiting for you." "ugh, i don't wanna think about it," i say, "it's horrible." "i know," y/n says, "i won't cheat on you, i promise." "i promise, too," i grin. "what would you do if i did?" y/n asks. i chuckle, "i don't wanna think about it. but... i think i would break up with you." y/n nods understandingly. "i'd be really sad for a long time, but i think i have enough self-respect for myself to not stay with someone if they cheated on me," i tell her. "yeah, i'd like to think that i'd do the same," y/n says, "i'd be devastated if i found out you got with someone while you were with me." "well, you don't need to worry about that," i smile, pressing my lips on y/n's. she hums, kissing me back.

y/n's pov , monday
i open the door, smiling at olivia. "hey gorgeous, you came really early," i chuckle, letting her in. "i know," olivia grins. "i, like, just woke up," i say, pecking her cheek after i close the door. "did you really?" she chuckles. "well, a bit ago, but still," i say, olivia and i walking upstairs.

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