Boys Yet to have Books

(Lockwood & Co.) House Wife (Anthony Lockwood)

Anthony and George sat up at the kitchen table with the thinking cloth on the table scribbling away notes on their latest case, Deep in their debate. While Y/n stood at the stove in her apron preparing breakfast for the day.

"I'm telling you it's the daughter's ring. It's clearly what she wore when she died and the daughter inherited it," George proclaimed,

"no, because surely she would be affected sooner! it's got to be that vase in the study." Anthony argued,

Y/n rolled her eyes, finished up breakfast and brought it to the table with a smile. Setting down a plate of bacon, toast and hash browns. As always not expecting them to thank or even notice her. She set them each with a plate and glass.

Anthony looked up from his notes as Y/n put down the plates. "Thank you Y/n," he reached out and squeezed her hand for a brief second before he and George devoured their food,

She smiled back and poured them each a glass of orange juice while they debated. As well as set Anthony his usual tea down.

Anthony took the cup of tea and sipped the warm drink, keeping his thoughts to himself for the debate as the two argued back and forth about the item that was the vessel.

Y/n sat down across the table with her plate of toast and jam.

The two kept arguing for a while. Like two children being caught up in their fun.

George got so caught up he started to gesture, his hands got more expressive.

Y/n who was well used to this every morning. Moved the glasses away from George so he wouldn't hit them and almost forced him to drink some orange juice knowing the lack of sugar was likely affecting the arguing somewhat. Almost like she was their mother completely predicting and accepting the chaos they brought.

"Whatever, do what you want." George stormed out of the kitchen, Returning seconds later to take the bacon plate and then leave for his room.

"I'll turn the WiFi off before bed," Y/n said,

Anthony looked confused, He tilted his head and stared at her. "why?" He asked, confused.

"He's angry 'cause he's not sleeping. He always gets like this when his sleep is messed up." Y/n explained,

"oh.." He nodded slowly, "Should I have apologised?" He asked.

"Give him an hour he'll come around," Y/n answered, gathering the plates and cups to start the dishes. Kissing Anthony on the cheek as she passed him,

"right.." Anthony smiled as she kissed his cheek, "thanks for breakfast" He said as he turned in his seat to watch her.

"you're welcome." She smiled as she began the dishes,

For a moment or two, he just sat and watched her, "you're the best Y/n." He said. He stood up out of his seat, and wrapped his arms around her waist, hooking his chin on her shoulder to watch over her as she did the washing up.

Y/n chuckled "Now I do feel like a mother."

"Yeah, but you're our mother." Anthony chuckled and pressed a light kiss against her cheek as they stood. He nuzzled his face into her neck and sighed content with his arms around her waist,

Y/n shrugged "I thought more... George is the little kiddo, who needs his juice and time in his room. I'm the mother doing all the cooking, cleaning, dishes..." She explained "And you're our well-dressed daddy off to work." She cooed running her hands up the collar of his crisp white shirt,

"Well you know I'm always the dad," He chuckled and gently tightened his arms around her, nuzzling further against her neck. "My little wife is keeping everyone in check."

"oh? Should I get myself a little apron? Start curling my hair? Present you with a martini as you get home?"

"Oh please do. Get the heels out as well?" He chuckled and closed his eyes, breathing in her scent. "plus a martini? I think it's a perfect way to unwind." He chuckled "it's settled. You're my little housewife." He chuckled and squeezed her in his arms,

"oh, am I now?"

"mhmm.. it's decided" Anthony said and kissed her cheek. "You can make me breakfast at 7 am sharp and have it all ready. I'll even call you my beautiful little housewife." He chuckled softly, nuzzling against her

"oh? Shall I come up and present the breakfast in bed to you hubby or would you rather I suck your dick first?" She teased

"That's a very tough dilemma" Anthony chuckled and played along with her, enjoying her playful little teasing. He liked the thought of her wearing an apron and having something small underneath."I do love the idea of you serving me breakfast in bed..." Anthony admitted. Anthony leaned his head in and kissed her cheek softly, smiling softly at her "You already pretty much clean up after us. I'd say you already fulfil almost the role of a wife and mother."

"I suppose I do... Lacking something big and shiny though, don't I?" Y/n joked.

"oh my, you're right." He chuckled and looked down at her ring finger "Lack of a ring?" He added on, still playing along, his arms stayed tight around her waist. His head was nuzzled against her neck, pressing small kisses to her skin. "Perhaps I should get you one. A ring is a very important thing, darling, "he said softly. Anthony kissed her neck again "Don't you think, darling?" Anthony said softly, his voice dropping and his tone a tad lower. He enjoyed the thought of her wearing a small ring, his ring. His wife.

"We can barely afford takeaways. I think a ring is a bit much."

"Oh hush, of course, I'll manage to get you something," Anthony said and turned her slightly to face him with a smile still on his face. He was amused. "If it's for you I can always get you a ring." He said softly. He was very determined.

"I don't need a ring, I'd be taking it off all the time doing dishes and laundry." She chuckled,

"fair point." Anthony chuckled and lifted her hand softly. He kissed her knuckles and held her hand close to his face "It'll look very pretty though..." Anthony mumbled as he held her hand close to his lips, "And I'd get to properly call you my wifey." He smiled kissing her hand,

"We can think about it." She agreed,