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NYLA HARPER AS YOUR GF *࿐

NYLA HARPER DM MESSAGES WITH YOU!! 💗

- this was for fun !! and it actually took so long for some werid reason but anywho it was so fun making it like honestly !! I promise fanfics/oneshots are in the making

hope you enjoy this thing!!!! 😍

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i’ve always wanted you *࿐

NYLA HARPER X (FEM!)READER

tw; jealous!nyla harper, lesbians, jealousy/possessive — rough kissing/, kinda angst(?), fluff & angst, non proof read poo

pov : uhh 2nd pov

angela wasnt with wesley at the time — but shes a tease for this one 🥹

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summary: both you and nyla thought it was better to be casual with each other, but you catch yourself falling in love with her each day and because of it — you start to ignore her and avoid her. Nyla catches on and sees many others flirting with you causing her to become jealous and upset.

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You started ignoring Nyla for a few days now, taking whatever Tim or Nolan gave you just so you wouldn’t see her at all. You weren’t supposed to catch feeling for Nyla, it was supposed to be a casual fling with her.

But everytime you were caught sneaking glances at Nyla — your heart starts to beat faster, the palms of your hands would sweat like crazy and you knew it would hurt if you told her the truth,

she did tell you specifically to keep thing casual.

Yes, when you saw other people flirting with Nyla, you would be extremely jealous. Which was werid because she wasn’t yours in the start. But you were ignoring her, why would it matter so much when you were pushing yourself away from her?

—-

You were standing next to both Celina and Nolan, they were busy talking about what had happened to the man who had died just a few hours ago before receiving a call about some stench coming from the backyard.

Your eyes were fixated on the body in front of you before you heard some of your colleagues talking about something - or someone, which you know. They always do, but they say your name leading you to freeze up.

“Have you seen her? It would be nice to get her in my bed, have you seen her body?” You overhear, your cheeks flushed then you quickly look at both Celina and Nolan, Celina looks at you before smiling, the usual smile she gives you every morning.

You then turn around and looks at them, before hopping into the conversation, “Well I don’t just walk in someone bed, good luck with that.” You smirk at them, one of them turns to face Angela who was grinning.

“Sweetheart, you shouldn’t be playing hard to get. We both know we could easily get you in bed without even trying.” Her voice was slightly deeper, and her grin grew. She lifts her hand to move a strand of hair out of your face, you knew Angela loved to tease you.

But in the distance, Nyla was watching. Standing there, her jaw cletched and her hands were shaking in anger. All she could feel was how angry and upset she was, before she could even think about her actions, she was already standing near both you and Angela.

“Can you all get back to work? This is a crime scene, not some place where you could flirt around.” Nyla’s voice slightly raised, she crosses her arms before she looks your way. You could feel her getting impatient.

“Yeah, okay..” you softly mutter before walking away from Angela, walking back towards Celina who was standing next to Lucy now.

When you reach both Lucy and Celina, you turn to take a glance at Angela and your colleagues, and see that most of them were frustrated at Nyla who had ruined the fun.

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After endless crimes and violence, you finally sit down for lunch. You were sitting next to Nolan, Tim and Lucy.

“Why is she so sour today? Well, she always is but today she’s been so hard-headed today!” Lucy groans, and Tim just agrees. “Who?” You asked her,

“You haven’t caught on?” Tim looks at you confused before Nolan sighs, Celina comes around and sits down next to you, frowning due to whatever is leading to this conversation.

“Caught on—what? What are you guys talking about??” You look at all four of them, confused and slightly a little angry. But then Lucy looks at you before letting out a chuckle.

“Well early today, remember when Angela was flirting with you? Well it seems like Nyla got angry, leading to her sour mood.” Celina says before taking a bite of her lunch that was in front of her.

“Its been like that since last week, she’s been giving everyone a hard time. Even if she’s not supposed to, her mood bring everyone else down if shes sour.” Nolan sighs, you feel your heart racing against your chest.

“What am I supposed to do about that?” You grumble, and Tim stares at you. “Fix it. Talk to her, and apologize for the flirting.”

And Celina looks up from her food before saying “I agree, you better hurry, her sour mood is starting to affect everyone now.”

You nod before getting up. But before walking away you turn to look at the four — “so where would Nyla be found?”

“With Angela,” Nolan says looking up at you “or her desk.” Tim pokes his food with the fork in his hand. You turn away, “Right, where else?” You chuckle before walking around to find Nyla.

—— You found Nyla sitting at her desk with a pout on her face, she was looking at the screen infront of her — you caught her eyes look at you from the screen.

Then before you could say anything, she turns her chair around to face you. Her hands grip her lap tightly. “Can we talk after work, please?” Her voice softened around you.

“After? Yea — and I wanted you to apologized for.. early.” You muttered and you could see Nyla’s eyes smile but not her lips. “It’s fine,” She turns away and her eyes dart back to the screen.

When you turned away and walked off, Nyla rests her head apon her hands. Her mind was everywhere, she couldn’t stop thinking about you and how much she craved you.

Angela comes around the corner and sits at her deck, which the woman in front of her had hearts all around her, leading her to smirk.

“Thinking about her aren’t you? I saw the way you acted when I was flirting with her, your darling girl.” Angela chuckled before opening the folder in front of her.

“Angela, Im not in love with her—“

“Liar.” Angela laughed before looking up fron the folder to see Nyla’s cheeks were red and a slight groan comes from her.

“She was ignoring me for a week, what am I supposed to do?” Nyla looks up from her hands.

“And now she’s talking to me? I told you, how I kept things casual with her. What does she want? Does she want me or not. . ?” Nyla frowns while looking at Angela

Angela giggles before leaning forward, “Why don’t you ask her? get the truth- without acting all detective on her.”

“I told her that I wanted to keep it casual.”

“Well, maybe tell her how you truthfully feel.”

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After work, Nyla has been in her black leather jacket, white long sleeve which was slightly dirty and jeans. She waited and waited for you.

Once you open the door, her eyes turned straight to you. And she walked quickly to you, as soon as she was closer to you — her arms wrap around your waist.

Your arms slowly but gently wrap around her neck before she whispered, “im tired of you ignoring me, ignoring my calls and messages,” her voice was deep before she leans in closer to your ear.

“Please, tell me what’s wrong. Did I do something wrong?” She looks at you, her eyes roam your face — scanning carefully.

“You didn’t do anything—“

“Then why are you ignoring me?”

You couldn’t dare tell her that you fell in love with her, when she told you that all she wanted to keep thing casual, nothing more.

You both promised to not fall in love, but you broke that promise and fell in love with Nyla.

“Don’t you dare lie to me, tell me the truth.” Nyla’s voice was deep, you could feel how much she wanted the truth from you.

“I know when you lie to me, please tell me.” She begged quietly, she hated begged and you knew it but she only begged for you.

It was silent for a while untill you say,

“I broke the promise.” you dart your eyes away from her face before continuing, “I— Im in love with you.” You confessed, Nyla was quiet, but you could feel her eyes on you — burning a hole.

Her grip on your waist tighten by little before she lifts one of her hands to turn your chin back towards her, your eyes turn up towards the woman.

Nyla then pulls you closer before she leans in to kiss you, her lips soft against yours. Her eyes were shut closed, and her eyebrowns furrowed. She was desperate for you. . . And you only.

The hand that was on your waist gently guided you closer to her, your body was now against hers. You could possibly feel her heartbeat against your own.

Once she pulled back, her breath was heavy and she sighed in relief before muttering, “I loved you, god i loved you. You don’t know how long I had been waiting for you to say that.”

“I hated it, I don’t like it when you ignore me and flirt with other people when your mine. No one else is going to take you away, I want you and I know im not always like this but gosh—“ Nyla sighs,

“I always wanted you only, and I know that I said I wanted to keep it casual. But it was because I didn’t want to be broken in the end again.” But before she could even continue, you cover her mouth.

“Well I know that we might have our ups and downs, but I know damn well that I wouldn’t dare to break you apart, not when I fell first—“

“How are you so sure that you fell in love first?” Nyla voice teased before she reached a strand of hair out of your face. She started to giggle before kissing you gently, ——

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grammer is so bad ignore it …

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ANIYA HARVEY Love Island USA ✧ 8.02, "Episode 2"

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shes so beautiful it hurts to see her on love island

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Harvens + #9

(In the send me a ship section <3)

⁃ what my ideal endgame for them is.

for my lovely harvens uhh this was actually something i needed to write about so :

When Monica gets out of LA (season 8 last episode shes alive..) i believe that she genuinely does stay hidden, ends back in Prague for a little untill lets say one season passes and shes back in LA.

Monica is found on Nyla doors alive and, well. Before Nyla even realizes that its Monica — Monica doesn’t dare to gets on her knees and beg Nyla to let her stay with her even if she could get fired.

Nyla does let her stay, and for the moment Nyla was starting to catch feelings — months pass and well endgame they have two white cats named Bianca and Snowy, both named by Monica and a golden retriever named Sun, Nyla couldn’t think of any other names 🥹☺️

HAHA SORRY I HAPPILY LOVE WRITING NOW THANKYOUU 🧡🧡

For another fic request, maybe you can write nyla and monica on their first date?

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beach date 🥹🥹

Another chance in romance *࿐

HAREVENS ONESHOT : requested -

- @getyoursorryasstomine harevens request!

first date with harvens 🧡

🎃: decided that smaller font is better for any of my work under 1.5k words so yay!!

🍂 ) tw: fluff, harvens/harevens, monica stevens, nyla harper, cuddling, kissing, hand holding, loving, wlw = lesbians & non proof read haha oops

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Nyla was getting over her last divorce with her last husband, Donovan. And becoming a detective was a huge jump in her life.

But she still had her best friend, Angela Lopez by her side, who gave her advice on her love life such as . . .

“Trying talking to people? Dating apps—“

“You really think I can trust random people on the internet?” Nyla grunts before she leans against her chair, her head on the headrest before running her fingers through her hair.

“Guess not, but you know you could possibly try something different. . .” Angela looks over at Nyla before letting a chuckle,

“Different? What do you mean??” Nyla lifts her head from the chair to look at Angela who was just across from her.

“Well, Monica is free—“

“Wesley’s ex fiancé, are you serious Angela?”

“Just a thought, it’s not like Wesley will run back to her. And even if she’s a cunning woman, you could change her. Turning over a new leaf.”

Angela looks back at the screen in front of her before taking a glance of Monica who walked in a investigated room.

“Maybe, its just— wouldn’t Wesley get mad at me?” Nyla takes a glance at Monica before her cheeks flush and she quickly looks down at the folder in front of her.

“He could care less, he’s in love with me as much as I am with him.”

Nyla then gets up before closing the folder, “yeah, maybe I should try other things.” Angela nods at her words, before she walks off to follow Monica.

Nyla was about to enter, her hand on the handle before she pulls back. “I’ll wait, it won’t be that long. . .”

She leans against the wall before looking at her watch, she looks back at the door. Waiting for Monica to open the door and come out of the room. Her hands clutching her pants.

— a few hours later, and Nyla was now dressing up for a date with Monica. Wesley’s ex fiancée. She was in her apartment on call with Angela,

“The plan was — a date on the beach, going swimming? scratch that, watch the sunset.”

“Monica will not be impressed, maybe the swimming idea isn’t bad—“ Angela mutters through the screen.

“I barely know her! What impressed Monica Stevens— Money? Lying?—“ Nyla’s voice slightly raised before Angela cuts her off.

“Relax, I don’t think it will be bad. Be yourself? Maybe go for a swim, watch the sunset and get ice cream. Possibly letting her wipe the ice cream off of your lip.”

“Ice cream, yea! Everyone like ice cream, right. . .?” Nyla chuckles before looking at her self through the mirror in front of her. She sighs before looks down at her phone.

“I believe in you, go pick her up— or are you meeting her there?”

“I— shit. I didn’t ask. . .ill call her about that. Thanks Angela, ill tell you all about it after..”

Angela lets out a giggle before Nyla ends the call, the silence fills the room quick. She looks at her bag which was filled with sunscreen, a single pair of sunglass and a towel.

She grabs her phone and sends a text to Monica. . .

“hey, did you want to me at the beach or would it be better for me to pick you up?”

Before Nyla was about to turn her off of she got the quickest response ever from Monica.

“Come pick me up now, please?”

Nyla chuckles to herself, grabbing the car keys on her table before shoving her phone into her tote bag and running off to her car.

She quickly enters the car before getting an address from Monica, she turns on the radio before driving over to Monica’s house.

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moments later, Nyla was at the door holding a bouquet full of gorgeous pink roses and white small Gypsophila to fill the space around the roses.

Monica opens the door, she wearing a white tank top, jean shorts and her yellow floral bikini underneath. Her gorgeous red hair down and naturally wavy.

She looks down at Nyla, looking at her green bikini top and her cream-coloured skirt. Her hands wrap around the bouquet before looking at the woman in front of her.

“You look cute,” the cornor of Monica’s lip curls into a smile before she continues, “I haven’t been on a date in a while, what made you think i was a good idea?”

Nyla cheeks flare up before she turns away and walks Monica to her car, “well I— uh..” She looks up at Monica before looking back down at her skirt.

“Nevermind then,” Monica smirks before watching Nyla open the car door and she sits down in the passenger seat.

Nyla closes the door behind Monica before running over to the driver, opening the door and sitting down. She closes the door and starts the car.

“Seatbelts on?” Nyla turns to face Monica who was sitting there, seatbelt on and smiling joyful.

“Its on,” Monica looks at her seatbelt then back at Nyla. Her eyes wander up and down at Nyla, specifically her lips and eyes.

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at the beach, both women were sitting on the mat, their totes bags near along with some snacks.

They both were in their swimsuit, laying on the mat, before Monica turns to face Nyla, “Want to go for a quick swim?” Her eyes kept looking down at Nyla’s body before she sits up and blushes.

“Oh— Why not? Lets go!” Nyla puts her hair into a bun before getting off of the mat and running to the sea, “come and catch me!”

Monica gasp when Nyla gets a head start, she giggles before getting up herself and chasing after the other woman.

Nyla’s dips into the water, the cool water hits her skin and she peeks out to see Monica swimming towards her.

“Slow down Nyla!” Monica caught up and held onto Nyla’s waist, her thumbs rubbing against her skin. “Well, I’ve already caught you. I win.”

“You sure did Monica—“ Nyla muttered once more before Monica cheeks flushed and smiles.

“I never seen you smile so much Nyla.”

Nyla looks at Monica before wrapping her arms around her neck, holding her close.

“Well now you have.” She smiles before Monica leans in, kissing her lips gently and her grip tightening against Nyla’s waist.

Once the women pull back, Monica carries Nyla in her arms and walks out of the ocean and back to their area. Placing Nyla down and grabbing her towel from her tote bag.

Nyla watches Monica cover her with Monica’s towel before she sits next to her, she then takes Monica’s hand into hers and rest her head apon her shoulder.

The cornor of Monica’s lips turn into a smile before she held Nyla’s hand tighter, the sun dipping into the sea, a slight glow of amber and gold fills the sky.

Nyla slightly shivers, which Monica caught on and turn to face Nyla. “Are you cold?” She asked before carrying Nyla onto her lap, trying her best to warm her up.

“A little, but it’s okay.” Nyla rest her head against Monica’s chest. “You’re warm.”

Her voice soft before facing Monica. “Do— Do you like, ice cream?”

Monica’s eyebrow raised before she sighs. “Who doesn’t?” She turns up to face Nyla who was sitting on her lap, “i love ice cream. Did you want to get some?”

Nyla nods before sitting up, she grabs her skirt that was laying on top of her tote bag before putting it back on.

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At the ice cream shop, Monica was holding onto Nyla. Her hand tightly on Nyla’s hand.

Nyla got pistachio ice cream and Monica on the other hand had ordered Mint Chocolate chip, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off of Nyla’s ice cream.

Once they headed outside to sit down, Nyla caught Monica’s eyes on her ice cream leading her to ask, “Did you want to try?”

Monica eyes lit up and nod, “yes, please!”

Nyla chuckle before watching Monica take a bite of the ice cream. The pistachio fills Monica’s mouth and she lets out a soft moan.

Monica looks at her ice cream before turning away and starts to lick her ice cream, embarrassed on the sound she had made early.

Letting out a soft “sorry.”

Nyla lets out a giggle before sitting next to her, licking her ice cream. “It’s okay Monica,”

Monica looks back at Nyla and giggles before blushing like crazy which she then gets call out, “you’re red, as a tomato.” Nyla looks at her.

Monica then gets mad before she finishes her ice cream in a few seconds, then she turns to face Nyla before taking her ice cream and eating it all.

Nyla was surprised but she couldn’t help but let out a laugh, seeing the ice cream end up on some of her cheek then her mouth. She grabs a tissue before wiping the mess that had lay apon Monica’s cheeks.

“Sorry, Sorry Monica.” Nyla chuckles before Monica grins while Nyla wipes her cheeks clean.

Monica leans in letting Nyla get all the ice cream off of her face, her eyes staring into Nyla’s focused face. She couldn’t help but wonder if her and Nyla would work out.

Even if she didn’t know how Nyla truly felt. But how her heart beats and the fuzzy feeling she’s getting, she wants nothing more than to feel it again.

Monica couldn’t help herself to say anything before she leans in, pushing Nyla’s hand off of her cheek and leaning in to kiss her, holding her hand tightly.

Nyla’s eyes widen before she sighs into the kiss, holding her hand back. And using her free hand to wrap around Monica’s neck, feeling her soft and warm lips against her felt like heaven to Nyla.

Neither of them wanted to pull back, but they would need air, leading both women to pull back.

“Maybe, maybe we could do this again?” Monica soft looks at Nyla before she smiles, wondering if Nyla did feel something.

“Yea— Yeah, I’d like that. A lot.” The cornor of Nyla’s lips curl into a smile before she moves closer to Monica, side by side. She rest her head apon Monica’s shoulder while holding her hand tightly.

The sun dips down a little more, filling the sky with a more purple color and stars start to shine much brighter.

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i like to believe im kinda improving some bit but I HOPE U ENJOYED!! 🧡

#foryou #the rookie #monica stevens #bridget regan #nyla harper #mekia cox #therookieseaon8 #harevens #lesbian #oneshot

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Trying to calm myself down

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Age Gap Yuri

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its pride month, tumblr. you know what that means

Hey Bella! For requests, I wanted to ask if you could write a fic with domestic harvens/harevens.

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YES YES !!

spending my days with you *࿐

HAREVENS ONESHOT : requested -

- @getyoursorryasstomine harevens request! 🧡

i like the warm tones for cute and fluffy oneshots/fanfics & cold tones for more smut/angst kinda stuff so!

hope this is what domestic meant.. had to search it up : 🎃

kinda new theme.. ?? Just the colouring since ya!!

🍂 ) tw: fluff, harvens/harevens, monica stevens, nyla harper, cuddling, kissing, hand holding, loving, wlw = lesbians & non proof read haha oops

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Monica had woken up to the sun shining brightly into her eyes, making her turn to the left to face her lovely wife, Nyla harper.

Nyla’s eyes were close, showing her deep slumber. Monica couldn’t help herself, so she brought herself much closer to Nyla and wrapped her arms around Nyla’s arm before resting her head apon the other woman’s shoulder.

“Nyla? Are you awake by chance?” Monica’s morning tone was fairly deep since she had just awoken from her slumber.

“mhm, I just wanted to feel you closer to me. But I wasn’t so sure if you were awake so I waited for you.”

Monica cheeks flushed at Nyla’s words, her blue eyes stare up apon Nyla’s dark brown eyes before she sits up. She was now looking down at Nyla before she smiles and kisses her, Nyla’s lets out a groan before kissing her back.

“Well good morning to you too Monica,” Nyla chuckles softly, her voice fills the air while Monica’s lips gently kiss Nyla’s cheek before she murmurs a soft “good morning,”

Monica then gets up and puts on her robe, she quickly looks back at Nyla before asking,

“Are you staying in today?” Before getting a quick nod. “Just today.” Nyla sits up before pulls Monica back down,

“Which means we can stay in bed.” Nyla whispers before she lets out a chuckle, watching Monica laughing.

“Yeah, youre right.” Monica then lays on top of her thighs before resting her head apon her thighs. She lifts her chin to look up at Nyla before taking her hand into her own.

Nyla runs her fingers through the other woman’s hair, gently tugging on the knots that had formed last night.

“Lucky you huh? Im not going anywhere today, I promise.”

“everytime you promise something it breaks,”

“Okay, ill try to be better. But if its something important— only if it is important, ill go to the station.”

Monica smiles and moves up onto Nyla’s lap, sitting there with her arms around the other woman’s neck. She leans in to kiss Nyla, her lips gently touching Nyla’s.

Nyla’s hands moves to Monica’s waist, her fingers rubbing her sides while kissing her. Their kiss soft and gentle.

Before she pulls back, her eyes gleaming with love before Monica rest her head apon Nyla’s chest, hearing her heart beat slow and steady.

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Later on the day, Nyla was in the living room. Talking on call with Angela while Monica was resting her head apon Nyla’s lap.

Earlier on, they both decided to baked cinnamon rolls together. The smell of the cinnamon rolls and the sweet delight smell had fill the home.

Monica plays with the gorgeous white cat who was alseep next to her chest, and the record player in the back.

The sound of purring, Nyla’s voice and the music fills Monica’s heart. Having to be able to stay home along with her busy bee of a wife actually staying home the whole day makes her so happy.

She looks up to see Nyla put her phone next to her before looking down at Monica who was laying there with a huge smile on her face.

“You stayed home the whole day, you know how happy that makes me?”

“Very,”

Monica nods before the timer on Nyla’s phone buzzes, indicating that the cinnamon rolls were ready. Monica gets up before pulling Nyla up, holding her hand tightly.

Her nails slightly dig into Nyla’s wrist but Nyla doesn’t say anything and lets her pull her towards the kichten. She then quickly lets go of Nyla and takes the mittens from the counter top and opens the oven.

The freshly baked cinnamon rolls were golden brown and filled the room with a light hint of caramel and cinnamon together.

Monica then pulls out the pan, placing them on top of the counter top, she then turns around to face Nyla who was holding the icing.

“You got it?” Nyla looks at Monica before she quickly nods and smiles,

“Of course! I won’t mess it up, I promise.”

Nyla squints her eyes before slowly passing the icing to Monica, who put the mittens away and grabbed a butter knife.

Monica then open the cap before dipping the knife inside, picking up a few before spreading the icing on top of the cinnamon rolls.

Nyla walks up behind Monica, she uses her free hand to move Monica’s hair out of the way and holding it back.

“Doing well for someone who usually struggles with baking.” Nyla chuckles before Monica frown.

Monica uses her finger, taking a small swirl of icing and placing it onto Nyla’s nose before hearing a ‘hey!!’ from Nyla, Monica laughs before Nyla does the exact same thing.

“Keep the icing on the cinnamon rolls, not me.”

Monica listens to Nyla before continuing to spread the sweet icing on top of the now glazed cinnamon rolls.

“I would rather BE icing you,” Monica winks, which made Nyla cringe a little.

Nyla groans before walking off back to the living room. Monica finishes icing the cinnamon rolls before throwing the butter knife into the sink near by.

“Was that to corny?” Monica follows behind Nyla which she just nods at Monica’s question.

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Around 9pm, the whole house was dark except their shared bedroom.

Monica was sitting on the bed with a red lace tank top and black shorts. She watches the bathroom door, waiting for her wife to turn the handle and open the door.

And so she did, Nyla turns the handle and opens the door. Wearing a forest green shirt with black shorts herself. She turns off the light before closing the door behind her.

She turns to see Monica sitting there patiently which was rare since Monica was pretty impatient. Nyla chucked before sitting apon Monica’s lap, looking down at her.

“Lets go to sleep shall we?” Nyla asked before Monica slowly leans down onto the bed, her back hitting the soft mattress.

“Yes ma’am!” Monica cheers and pulls Nyla closer, her hands around the other woman’s waist before kissing her forehead. Nyla leans towards Monica, feeling her soft lips apon her forehead.

Nyla rolls off of Monica and lays to the right of her, holding her hand close. “I kept my promise didn’t I? I stayed.”

“You did, of course you stayed.” Monica turns to the side to face her wife, looking at Nyla. Who turns to face Monica.

Nyla smiles before lifting her hand to move Monica’s hair out of her face. Before caress her cheek.

“I can’t believe I ended up with you,” Nyla mutters before Monica leans in to kiss Nyla, bring her closer for the kiss. The kiss was soft and tender, needy as well.

“Well, we are married. Aren’t you lucky?” Monica uttered against Nyla’s lips before she chuckled. “Hold me untill tomorrow morning, please?”

They both pulls back and Monica lays on top of Nyla, her head back apon Nyla’s chest. Once against, hearing the soft heartbeat of Nyla Harper.

“Anything for you, my love.”

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had such a brain fart mid way through HAH ooups… this is so short in my opinion but yaya!!!

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