HAPPY READING ♥ (The house is on the side)
I sat quietly on his couch as he gathers his clothes and belongings. I silently picked at my nails, tapping my foot on the carpet.
Not long after that, Brandon appears with a duffle bag in his left hand while another on his back.
He walks over to the bench grabbing the car keys and his phone.
"Let's go" His monotone voice breaking the silence. I stand up and walk towards the front door
The ride to mine was short which I was thankful for. Right now, he was in my living room probably bored to death. I tried to pack my clothes quickly but it was difficult to pick out what I needed.
Morgan: Babe?
I ignore him and continue
"Could you hurry up Indiana" he yells, frustrated from waiting so long.
I roll my eyes and grab my phone. I lock up with him hot on my heels. I hope the house was reasonable, preferably with two beds, in separate rooms if that was possible.
Yet again, we were on the road. I didn't really pay attention on the road considering I wasn't driving. I took a small glance towards Brandon, watching In amusement as he furrows his eyebrows in concentration; He bites his lip every now and then making me smile. I shake my head and turn away, giggling.
His head immediately snaps towards me, cocking a brow.
"What's so funny" he smirks
"You" I smile
"Nice to know you find me amusing" he turns his attention back on the road, shaking his head in amusement.
We pull up to a medium grey and white house about twenty minutes later. It was definitely modern and new.
We quickly park in the driveway and exit the car. Brandon opens the boot grabbing his things and waited for me to do the same.
He inserts the key in the lock turning it quickly letting us in. The sound of the door hitting the wall echoed throughout the house, catching me off guard.
To my surprise, the house was already fully furnished. From the kitchen to the bathroom to the lounge area to the bedrooms. We walk towards the kitchen, were a little letter was placed neatly on the dining table.
Agents,
I hope you like your little temporary house. If you haven't been exploring the house just yet, I just wanted to let you know that you and Agent Walsh/Heywood will have to share a bed. Your cars will be kept safely with ours, at the agency if you were wondering. Please head over to meet your new neighbours to the right, as those are the victims. I hope you guys realise that to complete this mission, you must both act like a happily married couple. Any signs of suspicious activity may end the case.
If you need anything please feel free to contact chief John Reynolds or myself
Lieutenant Taylor Gordon
Great, just great. Sharing a bed with a twat like Brandon Walsh.
I looked at my digital watch before sighing
18:45
"Are you hungry?" I asked Jordan as unpack my clothes putting them In a separate drawer.
"Um yeah" he was sitting on the right side of the bed, flicking through files.
"I'll cook" I shoved my massive bag under the bed
"Don't do anything you know chief wouldn't like" he smirks.
"Oh please, as if I'd do anything to harm you while living with your whiny ass" I shut the door, ignoring his chuckle.
"Dinners ready" I changed into a tank top and sweats before eating. I put the food on the table and poured orange juice in two glasses
We sat and ate in silence, while I avioded his gazes. After a while, I was full and uncomfortable by Brandon's intense stare that I picked my plate up and placed it in the sink, washing them correctly before returning them to its original spot.
Morgan: I'm sorry... please talk to me
When up stairs, I set my gun and badge carefully inside my bed side table before removing my makeup and brushing my teeth and hair. I notice that Brandon was already in bed, sitting up right flicking through papers and folders. I slide into the bed, placing a pillow inbetween us.
I turn around and close my eyes. I feel the pillow being removed and Brandon laying down a second later.
"Brandon put the pillow back" I sigh
"No, its uncomfortable" he replies shutting his night lamp.
"Brandon...it wasn't my fault that we have to sleep in the same bed"
"What are you? Five? Im sorry to disappoint you Indiana, I do not have cooties" he fires back
"Im so close to shooting your ass right now, put the pillow back" I glare
"And im so close to suffocating the shit out of you, go to sleep" he speaks
I grunt and close my eyes. Fighting him would be useless considering he was a jerk anyways.
"Goodnight Indi" He rasps
"Goodnight brandon" I replied snuggling into my pillow further, before my phone goes off yet again.
Why is It so hot? Its like Spring, it shouldn't be this humid. I wake up with hair stuck to my face and a sleeping Brandon next to me.
I watch his relaxing features as he inhaled and exhaled through his nose. His hair was spread acrossed his face making it almost impossible for me to reach out and shift it away from his beautifully framed face. His arms wrapped around his pillow, cuddling it. I was wonder what it was like to be in his arms. No Indi, you hate him. Well not hate, dislike him. I dislike his attitude towards me, his personality, his opinions, his taste in everything, his good damn beautiful hazel eyes, his stupid lips and his attractive face and jaw. I dislike how he can pull any girl he wanted and always got what he wants. Ugh.
"Stop staring, You're creeping me out" His morning voice was so sexy. My face instantly warms,I let out a little giggle before getting out of bed and walked towards the kitchen. I boil the kettle and jump in the shower, washing my hair and body. Forgetting about the kettle all together.
I put on my black skinny jeans and a t-shirt. I tied my hair into a pony tail and applied some mascara and eyeliner on.
"Do you want coffee?" He was staring at me as he leaned on the bathroom door.
"If you're making one, sure" He nods and walks out
I quickly make the bed and picked up any dirty laundry, putting them in a basket.
"What did you put in here?" I asked sipping my coffee
"Two teaspoons of sugar, one teaspoon of coffee and milk" My eyes widen in surprise
"Just how I like it" He smirks at me before walking off
"Just because we dislike each other, doesn't mean I don't pay attention to you, Heywood"
Moron: I made a mistake please baby
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Love Lots L xx
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Mr And Mrs FBI
RomanceOfficer Brandon Walsh and Officer Indiana Heywood loath each other but are forced to work together. What happens when the case they were assigned to do, put them in a very awkward position? "I wouldn't go near you with a hundred metre pole let alone...
