ꨄOlitz’s baby??
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“So yeah, I’m baby Olitz” he threw out casually, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his dress shirt.
“Right..right” you blink slowly, trying to make sense of the situation. “uhm, congratulations?” you tilted your head, brows quirked and giving him a lopsided smile—utterly puzzled. That reaction only made him let out a sigh and shake his head. “Look” He practically thrusts his phone into your face, a picture of him smiling widely with Kerry washington and the caption ‘If Olivia and Fitz had a baby…it would be HIM.’ staring back at you.
Realisation dawned on you then, your mouth forming a small ‘o’ as you read and re-read the caption, looking between the phone and his face.
“Yeah I see it,” you hum softly, nodding in agreement, “It’s the cheekbones” you add, eyes dutifully evaluating the picture and then flickering towards him again, “And the eyes” you nod confidently.
“Yeah?” he purred, lips curling into a grin as his cheeks flushed at your agreement.
“Mhm, definitely the cheekbones though” you mutter, more to yourself than anything, knuckles absently grazing the high points of his face with tenderness.
“I really am Fitz and Olivia’s baby, huh?” he mused from his seat, looking oddly proud of himself as he crossed his arms over his chest. He looked like the cat that got the cream— a twinkle in his eyes and all and you snickered in response.