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Happy Hour (A. Morgan x deaf! Wife! Reader)

Summary: It was one of the night after duty

Warning: Arthur is drunk, goofy ah fic, love, funny, fluff, Arthur being an idiot along with his friends, Modern Era, just pure fluff,

As usual, I'm sorry if there are any wrong sentences or typos or grammatical mistakes, please forgive me and again English is not my first language, so I try to improve my language and writing in this way.

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"Come on, Morgan. Just one drink"

John leaned against Arthur's desk. He smirked.

Arthur huffed. "nah, ain't drinking right now.. I got work to do"

John made a sound. "Like we ain't do anything yet other than writing a reports. It's just a drink. You know? Relaxing?" John raised his eyebrows.

"you and I know what happens next when it involves drinking alcohol" Arthur grumbled as he typed up some criminal records on the computer.

John laughed. "Hah! Said the one who was too drunk and shouted Lenny's name at the bar and ended up sleeping in jail all night" John scoffed. "Officer Morgan my ass"

"Sergeant Morgan actually"

John rolled his eyes" whatever but still you shouting and causing a whole bar close early with your shit, that's not Sergeant Morgan for ya"

Arthur glanced at him. His neck turning red with embarrassment. "it was one time" he mumbled.

John scoffed. "one time my ass. Still don't understand how Y/n can keep up with your drunken self"

Arthur retorted. "still don't understand how Abigail can hold on to your shit. Hell even Jack" he rolled his eyes.

John smirked. "I got my own charm okay"

Arthur rolled his eyes. John still leaned against Arthur's desk. He peeked his head up to see what Arthur was doing. He frowned.

"i thought this one was complete?" he said as he nodded his head at the report Arthur had typed into the computer.

"you thought? Tell this to Dutch then. He's the one who gave me this" Arthur grumbled.

John tsked. "See, you work too hard. Might as well need a break and drinkin' " John raised his eyebrows.

Arthur rolled his eyes at John, annoyed. "i ain't gonna let this reports unfinished"

John scoffed. "it just one drink, Morgan" John persuaded.

Arthur jaws clenched. "one drink?" he was tempted with the offer but his brain said work while his heart said relax.

John hummed. "mhhm, just one drink." he paused before his eyes turned to Lenny who was double checking the files Hosea had given him. He was a Rookie Detective here. He had just started serving 4 months ago. He was a promising detective with how he handled his duties.

And yet, Lenny still doubting himself that he will do his job now that John is calling him. Lenny put down the file he was holding and came towards his senior. He raised his eyebrows in wonder.

"Sir?" he said.

John snorted. "enough with that, kid. We've been over that for a long time" he waves his hand.

Arthur rolled his eyes at this. Lenny nodded.

"yeah, but still. I respect my seniors" he said, shrugged his shoulders off. He raised his eyebrows. "so, why did you call me, John?"

John grinned. "you've been working hard lately, kid" he tried testing the water.

Lenny's eyebrows are raised before he glances at Arthur, unsure. John usually does this for something. Arthur grumbled as he continued his work. Lenny testing the water. He has played this sort of game with his other seniors here. Especially Micah. That man, well. Let's just say he doesn't want to be close to Micah anymore.