𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞² || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

priorities - four

a/n - please votee

y/n brushes her teeth with a spare toothbrush, olivia doing the same. olivia follows behind y/n as they walk out of her bathroom. "are your parents okay with me staying?" y/n asks. "yeah, they're not strict," olivia says.

y/n lays on olivia's bed, and olivia lays beside her, a lot closer than she previously has. y/n didn't mind, though.

y/n genuinely really did like olivia. she was happy when she was with her, they just clicked. y/n admits that she does have a little crush on olivia. she tried not to spark it too much, distracting her from her priorities, but it was hard when y/n got butterflies at olivia looking at her, or olivia touching her.

y/n looks down at olivia's hand on her stomach as they continued watching. y/n knew olivia liked y/n a little, it was a bit obvious. but it was really cute.

y/n reaches her hand down, turning olivia's hand up. olivia looks at their hands as y/n slips her hand into olivia's, holding onto it. olivia smiles, looking at y/n. 

y/n looks at olivia, smiling before they both look at the tv at the same time, both their faces red. olivia turns the tv off after they finish the episode, yawning. y/n sighs, shuffling down and laying on olivia's pillow. "comfortable?" olivia asks, letting go of y/n's hand as y/n places her arm under the blanket. "yep," y/n smiles. olivia smiles at the sight.

olivia lays down too, facing y/n. "i have football tomorrow," y/n says, "saturday." "right," olivia nods, "is it a game?" "yeah," y/n says, "i have to be there at three." "can i come?" olivia asks, smiling. "do you want to?" y/n asks, chuckling. "yeah," olivia says. "alright, you can come," y/n says. olivia smiles, and y/n smiles at olivia's genuine happiness.

"i think i have to sleep with one eye open," y/n says. "why's that?" liv asks. "russians can be unpredictable. what if i die in my sleep? get shot? my throat sliced?" y/n asks, making olivia laugh. "here we go," olivia says. "maybe i should just go home. be safe in my own bed," y/n says. "don't even think about it," olivia says, reaching under to y/n's hand. she holds y/n's wrist, shuffling closer to y/n. she holds y/n's arm up a little, facing her back to y/n. 

y/n looks down, smiling as olivia presses her back against y/n's stomach, olivia then moving y/n's arm over her waist. "cold?" y/n asks. "a little," olivia says, "your hand is warm, though. can i move it under my shirt? like, on my stomach." y/n smiles, "yeah."

olivia does just that, resting her hand on top of y/n's. y/n moves closer to olivia, if that was even possible. olivia tries not to smile too much so her jaw doesn't hurt. "is my hair in your face?" olivia asks. "a little, but i like it. your hair smells nice," y/n says. "are you sure?" olivia asks, chuckling. "i'm sure," y/n says. "okay... goodnight, y/n," olivia says, "sleep well." "goodnight, liv. i hope you sleep well, too," y/n responds.

y/n and olivia literally wake up at the same time, and olivia sighs, turning her head back to see y/n. y/n smiles, and olivia giggles, turning around the face her. olivia's hand goes off y/n's, but y/n keeps her hand were it is, which ended up on olivia's lower back.

it turns out that y/n's mom and dad went out for lunch, so the house was empty when y/n and olivia walk in. they walk into y/n's room, and olivia looks around. "alright, i gotta get my uniform and stuff ready," y/n tells her, picking up her duffel bag, "you can... do whatever in here." "okay," olivia smiles, "can i go on your bed?" "of course," y/n chuckles at the question.

y/n places her duffel bag in the back seats as olivia gets into the car. "alright," y/n sighs, starting up the car. "are you nervous?" olivia asks. y/n shakes her head as she reverses out, "not really." 

olivia smiles as y/n takes photos with her friends after her win, and olivia makes her way there. "hi!" she sees a brunette say, around her age. "hi," olivia smiles politely. "who are you here for?" she asks. "oh, y/n garcia," olivia answers. she felt like a footballer girlfriend right now. "oh!" she smiles, "y/n's amazing at football. are you two together?" "oh, no," olivia chuckles, "we're just friends." "oh, y/n hasn't brought her friends to her games. it's normally her parents." olivia smiles.