𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞² || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

intentions - seven

a/n - please vote

olivia plays with connor, both of them sitting in between the couch and coffee table. "what color is this, connor?" olivia asks, holding a green wooden block. "green!" connor exclaims. "you're so smart!" olivia giggles, handing it to connor. connor takes it, carefully placing it on the other two, making his towe a total of three blocks high.

y/n walks over with a cup of water, sitting on the couch. "what're you guys doing?" y/n asks. "playing with building blocks," olivia grins, looking at connor, "aren't we?" connor smiles, picking up a block.

olivia smiles as y/n's legs go over her shoulders, y/n sitting behind her on the couch. "don't knock his tower," olivia tells y/n. "i won't," y/n says. "can you tell me what color this is, connor?" olivia picks up a blue block. "blue," he whispers, putting his hand out. "good job," olivia chuckles, placing it in his hands. he goes to place it on top, and y/n and olivia laugh as he sneezes, making his body shake. the tower comes down, and olivia laughs, leaning back onto the coach. "oh no!" olivia smile at connor as he looks at her. "oopsie," connor says, not quite pronouncing his 's', making his word sound funny. "oopsie," olivia responds, "do you wanna restart? wanna do it again?" connor nods, and olivia moves the blocks to her side. "what color's... this?" she asks, picking up a block. "red," he smiles. "good boy," olivia smiles, handing it to him.

y/n looks down as olivia leans her back on the couch, head on the couch as she looks at y/n upside down, connor playing with the blocks. "he's actually really smart," olivia says. "i know," y/n says, grinning, "takes after me." "shut up," olivia laughs, smacking y/n's ankle. olivia sits up as connor taps her knee. "what's up, connor?" she asks him. "where's block?" he puts his hand out, looking around. "but you have to tell me the color, okay?" olivia smiles. connor smiles as olivia shows him a block. he looks at it for a second, "yellow!" "you're a smart boy, connor," olivia giggles, handing it to him.

y/n sits up, placing her hands on olivia's head. olivia smiles, looking at y/n as she turns her head up. "what would you like, y/n garcia?" olivia asks. "nothing," y/n smiles, "the pizza's should be done soon. let me check." "alright," olivia says, feeling the comforting heaviness of y/n's legs come off as she swings them off, walking to the oven.

connor, y/n's parents, y/n and olivia sit at the dining table, homemade pizzas in the middle of the table. "looks great, girls," dad compliments. "thanks. all me," y/n smiles, knowing olivia would laugh. she does, "alright... i guess i have no credit. it was all y/n." "i'm kidding, liv did most of it," y/n says, placing a slice on connor's plate, "careful connor, it's hot." "hot," connor makes note to himself. y/n watches as he sticks his index finger out, carefully touching the pizza. he pulls away, and y/n asks him, "is it hot?" he nods. "you can blow on it," y/n says, showing him as she picks up his plate and showing him how to blow on it. connor watches attentively, nodding. "got it?" she asks, placing it back on the table. connor leans close to the pizza, blowing on it.

"so, were you y/n's first friend at school?" mom asks olivia. olivia shakes her head, swallowing, "no, unfortunately. i talked to her a few days after she joined." "yeah, her and her friend stalked me while i was trying out for the football team," y/n says, making them all chuckle. "i didn't stalk her, i just wanted to see how well she played," olivia smiles at y/n. "you knew i was going to try out, so that it stalking me," y/n chuckles. "whatever," olivia giggles in defeat. she felt so at home at y/n's home.

y/n and olivia walk upstairs. "are you full?" y/n asks. "yeah, i'm so stuffed," olivia giggles, following y/n into her room. "do you wanna stay the night?" y/n turns around to olivia. "i'd love to."

somehow, y/n and olivia got into a certain position in bed, where y/n's arm was under olivia's head, olivia laying on her bicep as they both face each other. olivia stares into y/n's eyes, as y/n does with hers.