"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" I take in a deep breath, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"WHAT! WHAT DO YOU NEED, GAVIN? WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING AT ONE IN THE FUCKING MORNING?" Conan shouts, making me giggle and shrug.
"Just felt like it."
He looks at me, irritation clear on his face. I just grin smugly, walking away to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal.
"I fucking hate you," he growls, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I spy with my little eye, a liar."
"Fuck you."
"I mean," I raise my eyebrows at the suggestion, setting the bowl down, "let's do it."
"I'm going to fucking wreck you if you don't stop and let me work."
I smirk, taking in a deep breath, "AHHH-"
He slaps his hand over my mouth, actually throwing me over his shoulder and stomping us to the bedroom.
;D I assume you all know what happened after.
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Detroit: Become Human Oneshots ✔️
FanfictionRead the fucking title, meat bag. -not an xreader -dbh ships
