ONESHOTS ⊳ gavin reed x reader

[Old Pictures]

Requested by UnburnableBoi
In which Gavin almost sees it as his duty to snoop around in his boyfriend's stuff after they move in together, not realizing what hidden treasures he might find. [Note: male pronouns are used in this]

He was a detective—that meant, quite literally, that uncovering the truth was his job.

Yet Gavin wouldn't have guessed, not now, nor in a hundred years, that he'd find something like this.

His fingers ghosed over the dusty surface, revealing its teal color underneath, dark grey filth stuck on his fingertips.

To avoid further dirt sticking to his hands, he opted to minimize the contact between his digits and the object's surface, holding it out in front of his face as he blew away the dust. He watched the powder crash into the air, an avalanche of microscopical particles, spreading until they became invisible.

He looked back at the object in his hands, fully able to recognize something written in cursive on its surface.

(L/n) Picture Album

"I know I'm late, but I got takeout!" Gavin flinched in surprise at the sudden voice coming from the front door of his apartment, yet was pleased to find (y/n) standing in the living room, closing the door behind himself with his foot. He stored away the picture album, making a mental note for himself to have a look at it later.

"Hey." The detective greeted and walked over to his boyfriend, taking the two boxes of chinese takeout from him, and bringing them over to the table.

"What were you doing?" (Y/n) asked, kicking off his shoes and following Gavin into the modes kitchen of their shared apartment.

Gavin hesitated, then finally said: "Unpacking some more of your stuff. Hope you don't mind."

"Nah, not really." He shrugged and took the two takeout boxes from Gavin, placing them inside the microwave and starting up the machine. "Find anything of interest?"

"A picture album."

Gavin had never seen an ice statue, much less of his boyfriend, but (y/n) sure as hell got as close as possible to being one in that very moment. "Oh."

Gavin cocked a brow at him skeptically, tilting his head in confusion. "What?"

(Y/n) shook his head, snapping out of it strangely quickly. "Nothing. Forget it."

Gavin sat down at the table, however didn't let his eyes leave (y/n), not even for a split second. Instead, he propped his head up on his hand, cheekily smiling at his boyfriend. "Come on, what even is in that picture album? Baby pictures? School pictures?"

(Y/n) ignored him for just a few seconds, rushing to stop the microwave just before it beeped, taking out the food and placing it on the table. "It's uh...it's a combination of all of those."

The chair Gavin was sitting on emitted an ear-splitting creak as the detective had stormily stood up. "Holy shit, I hit the motherlode."

He was already darting out of the kitchen, to where he had stored the album not more than a few minutes ago.

"Gavin, no!" (Y/n) ran after him, socked feet thumping against the wooden floor, but was too late. The detective had already found the album and was opening it.

"Can't stop me!" He singsonged and turned the first page, revealing an entire collection of baby pictures.

(Y/n) reached to snatch the object out of the detective's hands, but he was faster, dodging his attempt expertly, then tucking the booklet under his arm.

"Gavin. Give it back."

"Are you scared?"

"Fuck you, give it back." His boyfriend insisted.

"Holy shit, you actually are." Gavin's gaze softened barely noticeably, and he furrowed his brows, trying to understand. "Why?"

"Give. It. Back."

"Are you scared I'll see a picture of you in one of your teen phases and stop loving you or what?"

"Come on, Gavin, just give the goddamn picture album to me."

"Okay, tell you what. For every cringey picture in this album I'll tell you something embarrassing about myself."

(Y/n) pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing in annoyance, then looked Gavin. Goddamn this asshole, he was using that cute, hopeful face with a little pout. Abusing his power and good looks, that's what he was doing. But his boyfriend couldn't help but fall for it.

"Alright, fine."