Chapter 7

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Y/N: That person is you.

Eliza: Wait, really?

Y/N  nodded and I smiled at him.

Eliza: I love you too.

Y/N hugged me and then released me.

Y/N: Thank you for making me tell her, Jess.

Eliza: Thank you for making him tell me, Jess.

Y/N smiled and tried to stand up, but I stopped him.

Eliza: Where do you think you're going?

Y/N: To brush my teeth.

Eliza: Fine.

I released Y/N and he stepped into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He came back out and sat down. I leaned my head on him and Shepard looked at him.

Y/N: It's ok, Shepard.

Shepard licked my hand and then climbed onto the couch next to Y/N.

Eliza: You are warm, you know that?

Y/N: Yes, I know.

Eliza: This is why Jess always wanted to be with you.

Y/N: Mhm.

Y/N didn't have his normal, dead tone to his voice, but instead a quite cheerful one.

Eliza: You seem happy.

Y/N: I am.

Eliza: Now stay that way.

Y/N: Let's go get breakfast.

Eliza: We coming back here?

Y/N: If you want to, I'm not a breakfast  person.

Eliza: Can we sit with the FBI?

Y/N: Yeah.

Y/N put his helmet on and we walked to the cafeteria. I got my breakfast and sat down at the FBI table with Y/N sitting next to me. I leaned on him without realizing and Pulse spoke up.

Jack: You two a th-

Y/N had his dead tone back and responded.

Y/N: Yes.

Jack smiled and Jordan spoke.

Jordan: Y/N, are you always this dead?

Y/N: Yes.

Miles: Whatever the reason is, I'm sorry.

Y/N nodded and Jordan spoke again.

Jordan: You don't like talking much do you?

Eliza: No, he doesn't talk much.

Y/N put his arm around me and set his head on mine.

Eliza: Goddamn, your helmet is heavy.

Miles: Or it's just his head.

Y/N didn't respond in anyway just lifted his head slightly to relieve some of the weight off my head.

Eliza: Thank you.

Y/N nodded slightly and I smiled. I felt Y/N start to move his free arm around under the table, but thought nothing of it until he spoke.

Y/N: Hey Eliza, Do you have your phone?

I reached into my pocket to get my phone out, but it wasn't there. Y/N held my phone up and spoke.

Y/N: The art of pick pocketing is fascinating. Don't you think?

Everyone reached into their pockets and no one else had their phones either.

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