Smooth(ie)

*Inspired by this image 😍 he posted a while ago & the fact that I literally got my blender in the mail this morning lol ENJOY!

It was the start of a beautiful spring day, and once again, you were sitting at the island mesmerized by the man maneuvering in your kitchen. When you’d first met Kevin, he pretended that your apartment was on the same route as his daily run. He later admitted that he changed his route in hopes to see you more often...and it worked. Now, in a full-fledged relationship for the past 10 months, he ends his workout 3 times a week at your doorstep and takes over your kitchen and Ninja to make a smoothie you can’t seem to function without.

He’s a morning person and you’re the direct opposite, so you’re always grateful that he doesn’t make a fuss. He just shows up, glistening from an intense workout, usually in some sleeveless black tee and makes you want to risk it all right on this kitchen counter before the day officially begins.

“Baby, hellooo...you gon’ stop staring at my arms long enough to try this?”

Kev’s hand was extended towards you with a piece of some exotic looking fruit he wanted you to taste.

CRAP, caught. “I was not…”

With a smirk on his face. “Yeah...ok.”

“What is this?”

“Just try it.”

You oblige and take a bite, juice almost immediately running down your chin.

“Ok detective...I like it.”

Before you can grab a paper towel to wipe your face, Kevin has made his way in front of you to slowly lick the juice from your chin. Boxing you in place on the barstool with his arms on each side, staring into your eyes. Not beat for the wait, you grab his face and move in to finally connect with those lips. Kissing him feels like all the energy boosts, caffeine and vitamins you’ll ever need.

“I like these better though.” You whisper as you continue to graze his lips.

“Uh huh beautiful…” He says as he reluctantly walks away to pour your respective smoothies into glasses. “I told you I have a case.”

He hands you the glass and walks towards your balcony to sit outside. This was also a part of the routine. He’d sit out here under the guise of not ruining your couch with his funk, but you knew it was his attempt to wake you up by blasting you with the morning sun. You pretended to hate it at first, but you honestly cherished these mornings with him. He’d talk about the craziness he’d seen at work the night before, the stress and how he sometimes couldn’t sleep. You’d fallen in love with him because of this vulnerable side.

Feet up and nestled next to him on the chair.

“Voight loves me Kev, I think he’ll be perfectly fine with me calling out for you today.”

“He does love you...which isn’t easy to achieve...but hell no. He’d send Ruz right to your door to come get me.”

You both chuckled thinking back to the night that very thing happened a few months ago.

“How long this time?” You began to pick at the fabric on your sweater as a distraction...you always hated the answer to this question.

“A month….....in New York.”

You sit up to face him, trying to hide the sirens of shock and concern currently going off in your brain. As calm as you can pretend to be, “What’s in New York?”

“I’ll be working with Lindsay out there undercover on a case. But Ruz will be checking in on you here ok?”

“He’s not going with you? I always feel better knowing he has your back out there.”

“I know babe. But Erin is a badass too now...I’ll be fine.”

You hear your phone ringing inside, breaking the moment. You grab the empty glasses from the table before walking back in, wiping a tear that you hope Kevin didn’t notice was about to fall.

“I promise you baby, the month will be over before you know it!” You hear Kev yell as you search for your phone. You find it in the other room and wonder when you could’ve put it there.

Kim Burgess/FaceTime: you take a breath and decide to answer.

“Hey Kim.”

“Y/N...you ok?”

Holding back tears…. “Uh huh, yeah I’m fine. Kev just told me about New York. Why can’t Adam go instead?”

You both pause to look at each other and simultaneously reply…. “LOOSE CANON”, which cheers you up for a moment.

“And you know Voight trusts Kev. It’ll be great for his career too.”

“I know I know.”

“Is he there? I need to ask him something really quick and he didn’t answer my text earlier.”

“Yeah he's outside one second.”

You walk back out to the living room to find Kevin facing you from the balcony on one knee holding a gorgeous diamond ring. You stop in your tracks, as Adam appears on the screen next to Kim whistling like he’s at a hockey game.

“Ha! It worked! Go Kev!!!!”

Kim elbows Adam “Hush! Y/N, we love you guys.”

Standing directly in front of your boyfriend, still in shock, Kevin takes the phone from your hand and addresses the excited pair on the other end.

“Thanks y’all.”

Adam, of course...“Wait man, leave us on speaker. Don’t we deserve to hear the speech?”

Kim laughs as she disconnects the call.

After putting your phone down, Kevin grabs your hand and traces gentle circles on it with his thumb as he begins to speak.

“Y/N. I love you so deep I don’t even want to think about how empty my heart felt before you. I fight harder to survive out there because of you. I don’t care how grumpy you are in the morning, or how big these sweaters get that you put on when I wake you up...I want this with you every single day for the rest of our lives. Baby, will you marry me?”

With a face full of tears, you drop to your knees and crash into Kevin’s lips.

Breaking the kiss, he’s cheesing with the most adorable boyish look in his eyes. “Is that a yes??”

“YES. Yes of course!” Your hands are shaking so much he can barely get the ring on.

“I love you.”