#poly!lockylexreader

Preferably super fluffy and cute with them just chilling at home or cuddling or baking cookies or smt

Otherwise maybe something like the reader is super cute and locklyle find them injured on the street or fighting a ghost or smt and they take the reader back to the house and basically fall in love with them ❤️❤️❤️

Lockwood step away from the oven

Pairing: Poly!Locklyle x reader

Warnings: Fluff, Blood mentions.

You were baking. Which meant two things, you were either worried about something, happy or you were extremely bored. Normally the other members would come downstairs during the middle night for a glass of water and see you layering fondant over a cake at three am but it was Two o'clock in the afternoon so it had to be the latter.

You were waiting for everyone to get back from doing research on an upcoming case. Usually you would be tagging along as you were also one of the main researchers but as you had recently been stabbed so Lockwood put you on 'House arrest'. A loud clang sounded out from the front of 35 Portland Row, you tentatively walked out of the kitchen in a flour clad apron and a rolling pin in your hands to throw at someone or to hit, not expecting the other three to get back till later. Clattering and muttering, was rising in volume as you snuck towards whoever was in the house raising your arm in defence.

"Oh, It is just you two" You sighed out in relief after seeing Lockwood and Lucy in the hallway. Your arm that was ready in attack dropped to your side. You tilted your head to the side when you saw that they were missing a member of your small family. "Where is George?"

"Me and Luce got absolutely nowhere and George stayed behind but told us to leave because he didn't want us to bother him" Lockwood answered finally taking in your arrival and appearance. "Did a flour bomb go off while we were gone?" He teased seeing your black apron that was painted in white because off the flour.

"No I just dropped the flour because-"

Lucy cut you off. Without speaking she immediately went to your side and lifted up the side of your t-shirt to reveal a white bandage circling your waist and blood blotches as your stab wound was relatively new. "Y/n, what did we say" She looked at you as of she was scolding a child but it held some softness as she was concerned for you because she remembers seeing you bleeding out with Lockwood terrified above you, she didn't want to lose you, neither did Lockwood.

To which you responded by walking into the kitchen, both Lucy and Lockwood trailing after you. Lucy peered over the bowl of cookie dough that you were mixing and snuck her finger in to dip, her othe hand circling your waist to the uninjured side, feeling the bandaged under her hands but the warmth of your skin raidiated through, reminding you that you were still here. Smiling at you innocently when you caught her, resting her chin on your shoulder as she was now behind you with her arms now around your waist fully.

Lockwood leant against the doorway of the kitchen watching his two girls. He was broken out of his lovesick trance, when the timer for the preparation of the oven went off. Withought you having to communicate he walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a baking tray and some parchment paper, placing it on the table in front of you, kissing the side of your temple afterwards and pulling Lucy away from you as she had klung onto you like a Koala but she was being mindfull of your wound. Lockwood draped his arm over Lucy's shoulder as they watched you place the cookie dough onto the tray with expertise.

Lockwood moved to take the tray to the oven when you had stopped to admire the near final product but you slapped his hand away, not trusting him anywhere near the hot object as there have been many instances that make the three of you (You, Lucy and George) wonder how the hell he managed to do that.

"Lockwood step away from the oven, it might be your house but I don't trust you"