From - A Series of Random Fluff.
Note: This may or may not be reaction fic... from, perhaps, reading too much angst? .
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Unexpected 1
This first one is an Alex/Olivia ficlet
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Before witsec, Alex never would have imagined a Saturday afternoon quite like this one.
She picked another strawberry from the colander and sliced off the top, placing the main hulled portion of it into a bowl.
Bright brown eyes gleamed up at her and a little hand grabbed it before she could reach in and trim the next one.
"You do know these are for you." She said, shooting him an amused, if exasperated look before continuing her lunch prep.
He tilted his head and grinned at her, a little half-smile that so reminded her of Olivia that her heart melted a little bit more. He took advantage of her pause to smile harder and grab another hulled berry, giggling as he ran off.
"Remember to wash your hands," she called out to the empty room.
He was starting to talk to her, and play with her more. He still wasn't a tenth as talkative with her as he was with his mother. Which was understandable, but she took the sound of the bathroom sink turning on as an indication that he did, at least, listen to her.
Olivia came home right as Alex finished putting the rest of the food on the table.
"Look at this," Olivia said, gently teasing. "To think, when I met you, a homemade lunch would be yogurt with a dusting of granola."
"That's a perfectly acceptable lunch," Alex argued.
Olivia winked at her. "How are you two getting along today?"
"Pretty good I think," Alex smiled and then let her voice get slightly louder. "Though someone is a strawberry pirate."
Noah grinned at her again, and it felt like it was a special look. Something, some humor or moment shared just between the two them.
This was changing her. Not only her re-burgeoning relationship with Olivia, but with Olivia as a single mother.
They were moving slowly, but even slowly, increasing commitment levels came with increasing the time spent together. Time spent between the three of them, and time spent getting to know Olivia as a mother. But also time spent between her and Noah, that no longer felt like mere-babysitting.
She didn't have any idea what to name that feeling yet, but it was growing on her.
There were more and more days like these where she thought… maybe.
Maybe this could last. And that was the most unsettling part for her. She loved Olivia, she always had. But beyond the pull they had on each other, the love was still growing. And her feelings for Olivia on her own, for Olivia as a mother, for Olivia's child, this child - were taking her through a loop.
She returned Noah's grin with a little squnich of her nose and the returned her attention to her lunch. When she looked up again, Olivia was looking at her.
"What?"
Olivia cleared her throat. "Can you stay over tonight?" she asked softly.
The surprise of it caught in her throat, so she just nodded instead and took a sip of her drink to get through it.
"Good," Olivia said, and then continued even softer, but with plenty of intention. "Because we're getting him to bed early tonight."
Alex choked on her water.