𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞² || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

study partner - seven

a/n - please vote! last chapter :(

"so, do you, like, go to parties and drink?" conan asks y/n as they get comfortable in her living room. y/n chuckles, shaking her head, "no, i don't do that." she looks down at connor, who was laying on her lap, falling asleep. "but do the others?" madison asks. "yeah, like, every weekend," y/n says, "just doesn't appeal to me. i'd rather stay home." "you're so different, y/n," olivia sighs, smiling. "oh, i know," y/n shrugs as she smiles back. "ever been to one of those parties?" iris asks. "once," y/n says, "god... there's a reason i've only gone once. never again. it's terrible." "yeah, we all know," conan says. "really?" y/n asks.

"no, we've never gone," olivia says, "we're not... cool enough." y/n smiles as olivia grins. "i think you guys are pretty cool," y/n says. "oh, shut up," madison says, the group laughing. "no, i'm serious! you guys are, like, the underdogs," y/n says, "if you wanna go to one of trent's parties, i'll suffer and we can go. try it out." "i don't know if i want to," olivia says, "is it really that bad?" "it's... beer, sweat, hot, making out, hooking up," y/n summarizes, "and people hitting on you." "maybe that last one just applies to you," olivia raises her eyebrows on y/n. "yeah, probably. i'm pretty hot," y/n sighs, everyone laughing. 

"have you ever hooked up with anyone?" iris asks. olivia actually hasn't asked this question. y/n shakes her head, "no." "really?" olivia asks, looking at y/n. "yeah, just... making out," y/n says, "i guess you guys can guess who." "is the... tits thing true?" iris asks, looking at olivia, "shit- sorry, liv. it's probably uncomfortable. you don't have to answer, y/n." "no, it's okay," olivia says. y/n looks at olivia, "i don't have to." "i'm a little curious, not gonna lie," olivia says. "then... yeah," y/n answers iris' questions, "it was barely anything, it was over her dress. went for less than five seconds. that's all." 

y/n places connor in his bed, pulling the blanket up. she stares at him for a few seconds, closing her eyes and pressing her lips on his forehead.

olivia lays on y/n's bed after her friends go home. "thanks for letting me have my friends over," olivia says, smiling at y/n as they both lay on their sides, looking at each other. "of course. it was fun," y/n says. "you like them, right?" olivia asks. "yeah, obviously. they're good friends, liv," y/n says, "you guys are a perfect friend group." "thanks," olivia smiles, "how about your friends? are they good?" "they're good," y/n nods, "we aren't really as close as your friend group, though. it's weird, there's like this faint, big group, then there's smaller groups in that." "i notice," olivia says. "and- liv, i'm sorry about talking about madison and what happened," y/n says. "no, y/n," olivia smiles, shuffling closer to y/n. y/n wraps her arms around olivia, pulling her on top of her. "there's nothing i can do to change it. and plus, i'm so nosey, i probably would've asked what happened anyways," olivia says. 

y/n keeps her eyes on olivia as her smile fades a little. she was thinking about something. "what's wrong?" y/n whispers. "nothing," olivia gives her a small smile in attempt to convince her. "come on, liv," y/n rubs her hands on olivia's waist, "talk to me." "i just... get a little insecure about you having a thing with madison sometimes," olivia admits, unable to keep eye contact with y/n, "and i know you can't help it. but... madison's still madison. she's really gorgeous, and funny, and smart." "and you don't think you are?" y/n asks. olivia shrugs, "not as much as her."

"well, i think you are," y/n says. olivia shakes her head, keeping her eyes on y/n's collarbone. "no, you are, liv. i think you're the most gorgeous, funny, and smartest person ever. i don't even know if that sentence made sense," y/n puts her hand up to olivia's jaw, making her look at her, "i promise. madison's those things too, but you just make me feel so... different. i've never felt like this before. you make me feel really special, olivia." olivia smiles softly, "you mean it?" "with everything," y/n whispers, "i promise. you make me really happy, you're on my mind 'till the very second i fall asleep, to the second i wake up." olivia giggles, pressing her cheek on y/n as she feels her own heat up, "you're good with your words." "only for you," y/n says, earning a long kiss on the cheek from olivia.