Fic Summary: 1940s Chicago. It's a place ruled by the dueling McKenzie and Doyle families. The mafia has the entire city under it's thumb, the rivialry between the families the only thing that endangers their seemingly unlimited power.
Detective Elizabeth Barnes has the potential to change all that. But when she goes deep undercover inside the McKenzie crime family, the black and white lines she's used to define her morals start to blur.
Pairing: Bobby x MC
Rating: E
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Fandom: Love Island the Game
Pairing(s): Bobby McKenzie x Leila (MC), Chelsea
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bobby and Leila have an unexpected visitor who makes their night a little more exciting.
Word Count: 2.06k
Author’s note: This was written for the Love Island the Game season 2 gift exchange hosted by myself and @justtuesdays. I was given the chance to write for @callmebeem and I enjoyed every moment of it. I hope I wrote Leila to your liking, and I must also thank you for participating in the exchange. I hope you enjoy this little slice of life between the two lovers and their best friend.
Whistling as he opened the door to their shared apartment, Bobby absentmindedly sang out his normal hello, only to be met with no response, which was an unusual occurrence. He usually stayed late after work to prep the batter and dough for the next day, so Leila was almost always home by the time he returned, a smile on her face and a kiss waiting for him at the door. They’d settle down onto the couch and talk about their days while scrolling through food delivery services to figure out what to order for dinner that night. Some nights if he was home early, they would make something together in the surprisingly big kitchen for the small apartment.
But it seemed like Leila wasn’t home, so Bobby pulled out his phone from his front pocket to check for any texts from his girlfriend and when he came up empty handed, he pulled up Doordash, looking over the menu of one of his favourite Indian food shops. Absent-mindedly, Bobby walked toward the darkened kitchen to get himself a glass of water.
Flipping on the light, he jumped back in surprise as he found Leila crouched on the counter, a colander on her head and armed with a spatula. “What in the world are you doing?”
Leila’s eyes didn’t move from the spot on the floor they were glued to, but she responded to him nonetheless. “I saw a spider,”
“And that means arming yourself with one of my good spatulas to attack it?” Bobby smirked, grabbing a few paper towels. “Where is it? I’ll get it.”
She shrugged, the colander tipping slightly on her head and he bit his lip to hold back a smile as she readjusted it, her red hair sticking out of some of the holes. “He disappeared under the counter. Quick, hop up here before he comes out and takes our first child.”
“Lass, we don’t have a child.” Nonetheless, Bobby clambered up on the counter with her and as he settled in next to her, a lot more cramped than she was, Leila plopped a plastic mixing bowl on his head and handed him his nice rolling pin. “Thank you, my queen, for giving me the most valiant of armour. Now I’ll be able to properly protect you.”
Bobby leaned in to kiss her nose in a real greeting and she giggled as their makeshift helmets clunk together. “My mighty hero,” she responded. “Thank you for finally coming to my rescue.”
“Of course, always gonna help if you need it.” Bobby replied sincerely, before backtracking. “What do you mean finally? How long have you been up here?”
Leila bit at her nail and Bobby watched her carefully. “A while.”
“And you didn't think to call me?”
“My phone is in the living room.”
“So… you’ve been sitting here and watching the floor? For a while?”
Leila shrugged once again. “I lost sight of him. When I put my feet on the floor he’s gonna bite my ankles.”
“I think the spider is more scared of you than you are of him, lass.” Bobby said, his hand falling to her back and rubbing softly.
“Not taking the risk.” She replied and while Bobby knew he could sit here and try to reason with her, yet it wouldn’t change the fact that she was not going to move from her spot until the spider had emerged and gotten taken care of. At his moment of defeat, Bobby sighed out, brandishing his weapon and jumping off the counter. “What are you doing?”
“I'm gonna hunt down the spider. Wanna come with me?” He waggled his eyebrows in a taunt. “Unless you’re too scared.”
Without replying, Leila launched herself at Bobby, her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, causing him to stumble slightly. “I’m not scared but I’m also not letting my feet touch the floor.” Pointing forward with her spatula. “Onward, my steady knight!”
As Bobby’s hands wrapped around her legs to hold her up, he moved to bend down, looking at where she said the spider had run to and while he didn’t see anything, he still swiped the rolling pin under the crack to see if it’d scare the spider out. He felt Leila’s fingernails press into his skin as he stood back up.
A knock sounded on the door, and without even waiting for an answer, Bobby heard the doorknob jiggle with a key. “Hey guys! Put your clothes back on if they’re not already.”
The familiar sound of Chelsea’s shrill yet sweet voice called into the apartment and while Bobby enjoyed her company, he wasn’t sure he wanted her in on the spider hunt.
“Chels!” Leila called, jumping off of Bobby’s back and running toward her best friend. “What a lovely surprise! What are you doing here?”
“Well babes, you weren’t answering my texts or calls so I decided to take a trip to see you and make sure all was well.” The blonde explained and Leila exhaled, looking towards Bobby. The both of them looked ridiculous; with kitchen utensils as weapons and armour, anyone would. “But it seems you were preoccupied. With… whatever you were doing.” She paused, eyeing the pair. “What were you two doing?”
“Well, I saw a spider…” Leila tapered off and Chelsea held up her hand, her purse hitting her side as she did so.
“Say no more, bestie. I totally understand.” She nodded, the ringlets in her hair bouncing with the movement. Leila nodded with her, the colander bobbing along with the movement.
“We haven’t been able to find it yet. It may have even walked out the front door on two legs.” Bobby said, taking the bowl off his head and placing it on the coffee table he was sitting at.
“Oh, silly. Spiders have eight legs, not two.” Chelsea said, waving him off. Turning back to Leila, it was like Bobby no longer existed. “Well now that I’m here, I’m thinking girls night. Matching jammies, face masks, nail polish, and chick flicks. Waddya think?”
“I think I’ll make the cupcakes.” Bobby volunteered before his girlfriend could even respond, sending an over-the-top wink at Leila and grinning as her cheeks turned a gorgeous pink. Taking the kitchen utensils that Leila still had, Bobby retreated into the kitchen as he heard Chelsea squeal in excitement. As he got started on the cupcakes, Chelsea thrust silky pajamas in Leila’s arms and marched her to her bedroom, demanding she change while Chelsea did the same in the bathroom.
When the bedroom door slammed, Bobby heard Leila scream and without thinking about it, he dropped the batter scoop and ran into the room, where he found her cowering on the bed, half undressed, and pointing at a spider on the wall. In all fairness, it wasn’t a tiny spider, but it certainly wasn’t anything like he was picturing.
“Lass, it’s alright. Look, I’ll get it. Keep an eye on it whilst I get a napkin so it doesn’t disappear again.” Bobby backed out of the room, a twinge of guilt in his stomach for leaving her on her own to get a napkin while she looked so petrified.
As he returned, he found Chelsea on the bed next to her, an arm wrapped around her shoulder. They were wearing matching silk pajamas: Chelsea in pink, Leila in green. “It’s okay hun. Look! Bobby’s here and he’s gonna take care of it. Nothing to worry about!” And taking care of it is what Bobby did. He squashed the bug, dropped it into the trash can, and made his way over to the bed, snuggling up to Leila and kissing her forehead.
“The brave knight has defeated the evil arachnid,” Leila whispered, causing Bobby to laugh. “His queen is forever grateful and vows to bestow a kiss to his lips.”
Without giving a response, Bobby’s hand fell to Leila’s hip, pulling her gently to him as he pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. Her hands dropped onto his shoulders, looping around his neck and he felt her smile against his lips.
Then, Chelsea cleared her throat.
“You guys are cute, but I am still here, you know?” Their friend interrupted the moment and Bobby pulled away, clearing his throat and rubbing at the back of his neck, a telltale sign he was embarrassed.
“I’m gonna go put the cupcakes in the oven.” He said, getting up and moving back in the direction toward the kitchen.
“Make sure to meet us on the couch after for face masks!” Chelsea called after him and Bobby tutted in acknowledgement.
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“C’mon Bob,” Chelsea whined out. “Let me just put a little pink on your toes.”
Bobby raised his eyebrows as much as he could under the quickly hardening face mask and he wiggled his toes, causing both girls to look down at his feet. “I don’t see the harm. I never walk around with these babies out. Most people have to pay to see pictures of them.”
“I’m not gonna judge but…”
“Chelsea, he’s kidding.” Leila deadpanned, looking up from the clear polish she was painting onto his fingers. She had trimmed the cuticles, put some oil on them, and is now polishing them nice and shiny. “The only OnlyFans content he puts out is stuff we make together.”
“Oh yeah, lass. Did you end up asking Chelsea about maybe joining us for that one picture…?”
Chelsea had stopped her movement towards Bobby’s feet, instead keeping herself planted on the couch. “No I haven’t asked her but she’s already here so…”
Leila and Bobby both looked at Chelsea and before either one of them could ask anything, she shot up, nail polish spilling over the bottle. “I love you both but that isn’t something I am willing to do!” She exclaimed and before she could go on to say more, the couple burst out laughing.
“Oh man, Chelsea, you should have seen your face!” Bobby choked out between laughter.
“Sorry Chels, you were just too easy.” Leila said and while Chelsea huffed and sat back down. “For the record, we do not sell our sex tapes. Those are for our eyes only.”
Before the blonde could even question if Leila was joking again or not, Bobby motioned to the credits rolling on screen. “Movie’s over. It’s getting pretty late. Should we all head to bed?” Going to the linen closet. Bobby grabbed a bundle of sheets and blankets and the girls stood up, the routine becoming almost second nature by this point. Chelsea decided on impromptu sleepovers quite often.
As Bobby spread the sheets over their couch, Leila leaned in to give her best friend a hug. “Goodnight sweetie, I’ll see you in the morning. Do you have work? You might need to get an early start.”
“I do, but if I’m a little late it’s okay. I couldn’t miss out on some of Bobby’s yummy pancakes.” Chelsea said, shooting a grin at the man who was holding open the bundle of blankets for her to slip into.
“You got it, Chels,” Bobby promised as she climbed in.
Patting her head like you would do to a child, Bobby bid her goodnight before wrapping his arms around Leila’s waist and carrying her to their bedroom, plopping her down onto the bed before laying directly on top of her.
“Uh hello, comfy boyfriend here.” Bobby responded by pulling a blanket over them to prove his point.
“Rude,”
“You can’t be talking about me, I’m a knight in shining armour.”
They were silent as Bobby rolled off of her, wrapping an arm around her as Leila snuggled in, her head resting on his chest. “You don’t think there are any more spiders, do you?”
“Absolutely not. And when the next one shows up, I’ll be sure to squash it too.” Leila’s body relaxed and Bobby reached over to turn the light off. “We should set an alarm to wake up tomorrow.”
“I’m sure we’ll hear Chelsea before we see her.” She responded with a yawn and he had one follow shortly after.
“Goodnight, Lass. I love you.” Bobby pressed a kiss to the crown of her head and he smiled as he felt her nails scratch lightly on his chest in acknowledgement.
I just finished season 5 of love Island the game and I'm in shock. Like I'm sorry but Bobby is my favourite character ever and I feel like they did him so dirty...
