#loving you affectionately but also punching u in the throat <3

[kenjikutie]

Back to the Future [Tamaki Amajiki]

summary: when your future child with your boyfriend arrives on the doorstep of the 3-a dorms, fluff, chaos and general panic is bound to ensue word count: 2k pairing: tamaki amajiki x fem!reader warnings: none!

most days, tamaki would thank whatever being there was above him for the mere fact that he was able to hold your hand anytime he wanted to, not that he did, of course. he was constantly overwhelmed by any little affectionate action send his way, whether it was a peck on the temple or a steamy makeout session in one of your dorm rooms. it truly didn’t matter what it was, if it involved your lips, he was sure to be a blushing puddle on the floor

however, this didn’t mean that tamaki wouldn’t cuddle with you of his own volition. the last thing he ever wanted to do was make you feel like you were carrying the weight of the entire relationship. tamaki loved you and he had to make sure you knew, even if he couldn’t untie the knot in his throat anytime he wanted to say it out loud

so, instead of that, he would let his love be expressed through how tight of a hold he had on you during the night. his arms would wrap around your waist while his face was buried in your chest, the adorable indigo tips of his hair settling on your collarbone. you swore that even if something tried to take you from his grasp, they wouldn’t be able to move you more than an inch without him waking up with a whine

but, this clingy nature only existed in the confines of your dorm rooms, due to tamaki’s shyness. because of this, the two of you were sitting next to one another on the common room's sofa, shoulders touching as the rest of the class paid close attention to the famous pixar film, up, playing on the tv. your eyes were also glued to the screen due to your childhood love of the movie, but tamaki was focused on playing with your fingers, trying to distract himself from how many people were gathered in the room

every time a joke was told, you giggled, turning to nejire to laugh some more at her comments on the scene. tamaki, however, would be too concentrated on the small crinkles on your eyes when you laughed and how beautiful your smile was. sometimes, he would overwhelm himself and turn bright red, despite you not even doing anything

a knock on the large front doors of the dorm building caused tamaki to let go of your hand and look up at you, silently wishing that you wouldn’t go answer it, just because he didn’t want you to move. his wish was granted when mirio happily ran to the doors and the rest of the class turned around to see who had paid them a visit. when mirio opened the door, his bright smile fell as he looked around before something tugged on his pant leg

when you heard the sniffling of a child, you immediately jumped off the couch, followed closely by nejire, who cut in front of you to coo at the young visitor. you stood behind your blue-haired friend, not being able to see over both her and mirio. tamaki was beginning to slowly lift himself from the couch to walk over to you, quickly realizing that none of his friends were around him anymore

“u-uncle miri! w-w-where’s m-mommy?”, every jaw in the dorm dropped and no one moved a muscle, besides your happy blonde friend

mirio awkwardly knelt down to look at the young boy, “uncle miri? have we met before? im sorry if i forgot; im not the best at remembering things!”

despite his laughter, you could tell that mirio was just as confused as everyone else. tamaki had taken his spot behind your back, resting his forehead on your shoulder to distract himself from how loud the child was crying. mirio placed a hand on the boy’s back and led him into the room while you, nejire and tamaki backed up to let them inside, still hidden behind the periwinkle of her hair

you could tell that the boy was overwhelmed but before you could say anything, he had closed his eyes and darted for the wall, burying his face into the hard surface, whispering something to himself. tamaki’s eyes widened at the familiar sight of indigo hair tucked into the corner of the room and you did the same. mirio took a step forward to comfort him, as he usually did with tamaki himself, but you beat him to the punch

resting a hand on the little boy’s back, you began to stroke his hair, “hey, i know it’s kinda scary being in here with so many older, taller strangers, but you don’t have to worry. we’re heroes in training; we’ll help you in any way you need!”

the boy tensed under your hands and for a second, you panicked, afraid you might have made the whole thing worse. but, before you could move, he had turned around and buried his head in your stomach, gripping onto your shirt so tightly you thought he might rip it. you gasped, connecting your gaze with tamaki, who looked just as shocked as you did

“mommy! i-im so sorry! i didn’t mean to touch i-it! im so sorry!”, he was sobbing now and you could feel his tears stain your shirt

“m-mommy?”, tamaki mumbled, slowly approaching the two of you, setting a shaky hand on your shoulder

you shrugged at him and lowered yourself down to the boy’s height, doing your best to lift his face from your abdomen to get a good look at him. he was a near mirror image of your boyfriend. with his indigo hair and facial structure, you were convinced the two of them could be twins in another life. meanwhile, tamaki was marveling at the child’s eyes, the same ones he loved to admire every day when you looked at him

“amajiki! y/n! you two never told me you had an adorable baby!”, nejire bounded over to the three of you, taking the boy into her arms, squeezing him close to her cheek and you resisted the urge to laugh at the shocked face he pulled

“w-we do not. i-i-i-”, tamaki’s words were stuck in his throat again and you quickly pulled his head into your shoulder, letting him breathe in the scent of your shampoo to calm down

“im gonna go get mr.aizawa. but for now, i think you two better look after him, doesn’t look like he’s gonna leave y/n’s side for a long time.”, mirio pulled nejire out of the dorm, despite her pouting and whining about how she wanted to take care of the cute baby too

within a second of being let go, the boy was attached to your leg, burying his face in it. suddenly, you were very aware of the two amajiki’s resting on your body. the rest of the class had gone back to the film, seeming unfazed by the recent occurrence

gently, you lifted tamaki’s head from your shoulder and pet the boy’s head, “what’s your name, honey?”

“a-a-akihito. akihito ama-jiki.”

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after mr.aziawa had informed you that it was a side effect of a quirk, you were somewhat relieved. this meant that akihito would probably be back to his own time period in a few days, but, you couldn’t help feel a little disappointed. akihito was attached to your hip, not even able to go into a different room without you by his side

tamaki understood completely. the little boy had given him a hug as well when he recognized him as his father, apologizing to him as well, before immediately falling back into his mother’s arms. apparently, his son thought the same thing about you as he did. you were a safe space to him, just as you were to tamaki

but, whenever he saw his son begin to panic, he felt guilty. he was the reason why his son was so easily overwhelmed and frightened. why couldn’t he have been just like you? you were brave, passionate, and outgoing, almost shining as brightly as mirio in his mind. however, his son, just like him, was cursed to live out his days as the moon

the three of you were currently in your dorm room, all of you silently eating takoyaki that you had ordered earlier. akihito suddenly gasped, causing both heads to turn to him with concern. tamaki felt tears reach his eyes as the boy held up his hand, each finger having a small tentacle appearing out of them. you grinned. this was exactly what tamaki needed to see

the rest of the night was filled with akihito cheering at how cool his quirk was and his eyes shining at the sight of his father perfectly using his to perform all sorts of tasks. tamaki was beginning to feel better about their similarities and knew that, like himself, his son also had a sun to watch out for him. this sun, however, took the form of his mother

you went to bed that night with akihito attached to you like a leech and you laughed at the pout at your boyfriend’s face, “aww, tama, did he take your spot?”

tamaki’s face went bright red at your teasing and he quickly glanced away from you, “n-no! i, i was just thinking about h-how sad it’ll be when h-he goes back.”

you smiled and sat up, careful not to disturb akihito as you rested your head against your boyfriend’s chest, feeling his heartbeat speed up, “yeah, but just think how happy the future us’s are gonna be!”

future. that word knocked the air out of tamaki’s chest. the two of you were married. he was a pro-hero and you were currently pregnant with your second child. you two were perfect in the future. did he really deserve that? would you have been happier with someone else? someone who wasn’t as withdrawn as he was

his question was answered when you hid your face in his stomach, resting on your side while he laid on his back, akihito still on top of you. tamaki didn’t need to think about all of that anymore. because, if he kept going like this, then everything would be just fine. he turned off his bedside lamp, and pulled the blanket over the three of you, resting his hand on his son’s back, placing a gentle kiss to the top of your head

akihito was gone the next morning and were sure you’d never felt worse, but, tamaki smiled and pulled something out from his bed. you furrowed your brows then beamed at the handwritten letter from akihito, who wrote about how much he loved you and how he would miss you so much. you gave tamaki a kiss, trying not to notice his squeal of surprise but smiling when he relaxed and kissed you back

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meanwhile, future you and tamaki were both panicking. tamaki was trying to console you but he was just as scared as you were. where had your precious son gone? was he in trouble? did he need the both of you to hold and comfort him? what if you never saw him again? it was too much for the both of you to handle

suddenly, there was a harsh pop and blindingly bright flash, tamaki quickly jumping to cover your eyes with his hand. you lowered your husband’s arm and shrieked at the sight of your son, standing perfectly safe in your living room

you raced forward and scooped him into your arms, nearly crying when you buried his face in your neck for a second then pulled back to rest his chubby hands on your cheeks. tamaki joined you shortly, placing a light kiss to his son’s head, then putting a matching one on yours

akihito began to ramble on about how he saw you, daddy, uncle miri and aunt nejire, discussing the food you ate, the note he gave you, and how cool his dad’s quirk was. you listened intently with a grin while tamaki glanced over to the framed piece of notebook paper above your mantle

the same note your son had given you seven years ago

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wc: 1.3k

as changmin neared the locker room, he heard a bunch of shouts and hoots coming from inside. soon after, a crowd of highschool kids started making their way out of the room, buzzing with energy and excitement. siyeon, who was in the crowd, spotted him and ran towards her favorite uncle.

"uncle changmin!" she shouted, earning a jolt from the clueless guy. when he saw siyeon coming his way, he smiled so wide and opened his arms for her. she jumped into the hug, laughing in happiness.

"that's a lie, you now have all the time in the world to do mom's errands WHICH you can't run away from anymore!"

"okay... maybe but don't think that i'm not dragging you with me to do them!"

you watched changmin and siyeon interact so animatedly from the entrance of the locker room, and you couldn't help but fall even further for the guy who's already stolen your heart. his smile could literally light up the whole world, you truly believed that.

"so i lost to dimples? huh."

"so i lost to dimples? huh."

you turned to meet the owner of the voice. "younghoon i still don't know how to respond to your comments, i love you but also are we really okay?"

your best friend laughed as he slung an arm around your shoulders. "YES we're okaaay it's just funny to see your reactions whenever i make comments about my crush on you!"

"you're sick, you know that? sick in the motherfriking head." you poked his head, younghoon continuing to laugh. "i know, i know."

from his peripheral vision, he saw changmin waving siyeon goodbye and walking towards you. with that, younghoon made it his cue to leave.

"looks like lover boy is coming right this way, so don't feel pressured to come to the lunch! i'll take care of the kids for now, you enjoooy your time." he teased and winked at you. you pretended to gag, mouthing a "what the fuck?" to him as he shrugged and left your side.

once you faced forward, you were met with a very nervous-looking changmin. "congrats y/n! you're the last person i needed to congratulate, i already spoke with younghoon but yea." he said.

"thanks changmin." you gave him a soft smile. he looked extremely anxious and you didn't know what was going through his head, so the both of you just kind of stood there in an awkward silence.

as you were about to end the conversation because where tf was this going to go, changmin cleared his throat. "i know your busy with the team, but can we talk? there's something i actually need to say to you."

"oh, sure! we can talk outside, at least it doesn't smell like chlorine and sweat out there." you commented, trying to lighten the mood. however, changmin didn't respond and just made a beeline towards the entrance of the arena.

you were confused, a little scared even. "what if he didn't want to be friends anymore? what if he was moving away to someplace far? what if he's not actually human? what if-"

"y/n, don't worry! it's nothing of that sort." he chuckled. "holy shit i thought out loud." your face grew beet red, and you stuttered out an apology for how he shouldn't have heard your thoughts.

you two eventually made it outside after an excruciating minute of you fanning the red out of your face and him trying to hold in his laughter at your embarrassment. you found a bench and sat on it, gesturing for him to follow.

as he sat down, he rubbed his hands against his pants, wiping off the nervous sweat that had formed. "okay, y/n i'll need you to listen to me carefully. let me know your thoughts after, alright?" he asked as he turned to face you.

"will do changmin!" you turned to face him too and flashed him an encouraging smile.

changmin was nervous in front of you, but the warmth you exuded from your smile alone was enough to give him the confidence to just think fuck it and tell you what he's been meaning to tell you for a while now.

"y/n the way we met, it was so, how do i put this... out of the blue? i mean, who expects to be punched during work duty and be pushed into the pool for literally standing there?"

you laughed at this, recalling the memory of how messed up your first and second meetings were.

"okay, i admit the second time was partly my fault, but still! it's crazy to tell people 'yea i met them in a haunted house where i was the scarer they punched'! but honestly, it's a much more interesting story than all the other 'how did you meet?' stories out there."

you nodded in agreement.

"when i met you the third time, you as siyeon's coach and me as her uncle, not gonna lie i wasn't the happiest about that. i'm sure you knew that too. but we kept meeting and meeting again under the most unexpected circumstances, and eventually i just thought 'maybe they're meant to be in my life, one way or another.'"

"we started talking more and hanging out, and soon i started looking forward to every time we talked and, well, hung out. i mean, you made even the boring things seem fun! that time i was studying for that dance theory test? all you did was ask the dumbest questions and i was already on the floor laughing my ass off!"

you wanted to protest about how your questions were NOT dumb, but changmin stopped you.

"i'm sorry, yes your questions were not dumb, i was just kidding." he patted your head, smiling affectionately at you. you rolled your eyes, however a smile similar to his soon made its way to your face too.

seeing you look at him with so much love in your eyes made something in his mind click and suddenly, his thoughts have never been clearer.

his heart's never been happier.

he didn't just like you. you meant so much more to him, and he knew you needed to know.

"what i'm trying to say is: home is somewhere i feel happy in, where i feel comforted, where i feel loved. and if being with you makes me feel those things, then y/n you are my home. and i hope you feel the same way, because i love you."

changmin exhaled as if he was holding his breath the entire time. he looked at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.

you, on the other hand, was shocked. just plain shocked, and you didn't know what to do, how to react, or what to even say.

the guy who'd stolen your heart had just admitted that you've stolen his heart too, so how the fuck do you respond to that.

after you had stayed silent for 13, 14, 15 seconds (yes, changmin was counting), he lost all hope. sighing, he looked down at his hands. "i'm sorry for putting this all on you, i knew it was a stupid idea, i'm sorry-"

you cupped changmin's cheeks to stop him from talking. he looked up, meeting your glassy eyes. you slowly neared his face until you were inches apart, and whispered your reply.

"i love you too, dumbass."

you closed the distance, lips meeting his as you kissed him slowly, sweetly. he smiled into the kiss, holding you as if you could disappear between his fingers.

it was a very romantic moment that unfortunately didn't last very long, because shortly after a bird landed on changmin's head causing him to scream, you to scream, and the bird to go number 2 on his head.

but oh well, everything about your relationship was so out of the blue anyways, right?

out of the blue | jcm

[chapter 19]

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summary: when you find out that one of the students you coach is the niece of the guy you accidentally punched in the face and pushed into a pool, you're not surprised that he's, well, disappointed at the outcome. however, you're determined to make amends with him for the sake of his niece... and maybe for the sake of his cute face too.

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a/n: I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE i had to finish writing this piece but 🥲 last update on wednesday AAAA i hope you guys liked this chapter though, i didn't expect to go past 1k but i think i got carried away? 😃 it's not super edited too, so i'm really sorry if there are any mistakes!! please send me a message or tell me thru the ask box if there are hehe THANK UU <3

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[iwaisa]

request. hi!!!!! can i have the sfw alphabet for bakugo? thank you so much!!!! happy 200, and many more to come!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ @smexy-goose​

a/n. thank you so much, love !! <3 <3 

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a - affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

↳ he absolutely despises the idea of people seeing the two of you kissing. he believes you deserve to be pampered behind closed doors. when you two are alone, he’s surprisingly clingy. he pouts when you don’t give him cuddles, and whines when he wants a kiss.

b - best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

↳ tbh since he’s annoyed by literally everyone, he probably found you annoying at first too. then he saw your quirk in action, and he was instantly intrigued. he’d still be super condescending, but he has a sweet spot for you <3

c - cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

↳ won’t admit that he absolutely loves cuddles, but he fails miserably seeing as every damn time he wants cuddles he literally won’t leave you alone. he’s always big spoon. no exceptions ever.

d - domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

↳ he’s definitely thought about settling down with you, and obviously he’s amazing at cooking and cleaning.

e - ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

↳ would do it right away. he might look as if he doesn’t care, but behind closed doors, his heart is breaking every second you’re not there anymore, and the tears won’t stop falling.

f - fiance(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

↳ he would definitely be committed, but with being a pro-hero, it’s going to be difficult to establish a time to get married.

g - gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

↳ surprisingly, bakugou is extremely gentle both physically and emotionally. he wants you to feel safe in his care, and so that’s portrayed in each hug and compliment he gives you.

h - hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

↳ loves hugs behind closed doors. if you’re not feeling well, or vise-versa, he’ll hug you in front of people, then proceed to blast them to bits. his hugs are caring and you can feel the love radiating off them.

i - i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)

↳ possibly four months in. key word, possibly. the overwhelming feeling is there, but it’s just a matter of how ready you are. he wants you to be completely comfortable with this word he deems to be ‘extremely serious.’

j - jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

↳ bakugou?? jealous??? uhm. yeah. when he gets jealous, he literally yanks you away from whatever situation you’re in and scolds you. if you were uncomfortable during that situation, he’d give you a tight hug and press chaste kisses to your neck.

k - kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

↳ so, there’s this headcanon that bakugou tastes like caramel because of his sweat? but lips don’t sweat, so his lips wouldn’t taste like caramel. (i know, right </3 ) so, his lips might be super chapped and dry from biting them so much due to anxiety. his kisses are very rushed but there’s a ton of passion in each one. he loves kissing your neck, and he feels so good when you do the same.

l - little ones (how are they around children?)

↳ yeah...he’s not good around children. he loves watching you interact with them though <3

m - morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

↳ he wakes up super early, so when he does, he makes sure to quietly slip out of bed, get dressed, and get to the kitchen to make you a nutritious meal.

n - night (how are nights spent with them?)

↳ he makes you dinner because ‘you need to stop eating only ramen, idiot.’ you two will most likely watch a movie until you fall asleep.

o - open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

↳ he has a lot of unsolved trauma. he would need months and months. he’s going to open up slowly, just because he tends to get choked up about it sometimes.

p - patience (how easily angered are they?)

↳ uhm… yeah ❤️️ (he’s patient for you though :)) )

q - quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

↳ remembers everything. he even remembers the type of shampoo you use, so if you use a different one, he’d notice straight away.

r - remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

↳ your first kiss. you assured him that it was perfectly fine to be nervous, to which he just snapped at you. you kissed him to shut him up, leaving him blushy and embarrassed. he thinks about it all the time <3

s - security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

↳ uhm… have you met bakugou??? he’s literally so protective. he’ll throat punch someone if they mess with you. he knows you (possibly) won’t do the same, but he hopes that you’re there with him whenever he needs help.

t - try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

↳ would try so hard. he wants you to see that he’s not all anger issues and insults. he buys you the most expensive gifts lol

u - ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

↳ obviously, anger issues. he tries so hard to control it, but it’s his true nature. he was born with them, and he’ll die with them, especially with them being solidified by his mother who also has anger issues.

v - vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

↳ lowkey so concerned 🥺 he would sometimes get annoyed that his hair looks the way it does, but at the end of the day, one compliment from you about it makes his insecurities melt away.

w - whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

↳ he feels weird not having you there. he’d constantly wonder what went wrong, but at the end of the day, you’re left with the feeling of him not caring - which is the complete opposite of what is actually happening in his mind.

x - xtra (a random headcanon for them)

↳ he listens to classical music alone in his dorm 😌

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

↳ he absolutely despises pushovers. why should he have to deal with someone who has such a low self esteem? however, it’s an exception if it’s his s/o, then he has a lot of positive things to say to make sure you’re okay.

z - zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

↳ obviously, he drools. you might wake up with drool on your arm <3

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[butsomeofusarelookingatthestars]

Could u pls do something where u and Luke have been together since his Ranger days and ur basically a married couple but he doesn't see that ur hinting that he should propose and maybe one day u see the team and they're just like Luke wtf u playing at! 😂😂

God, I can really see this happening! Garcia would definitely give him a hard time! Enjoy

About Time

Fandom: Criminal MindsPairing: Luke Alvez x ReaderPrompt: Request

Description: You and Luke had been together for what felt like forever…but he still needed a little push from his team to realise what he needed to do.

“There’s been an accident.”

A stray tear slipped from your eye, slowly trailing down your face as you gripped onto Luke’s hand tightly. Only his touch could ground you right now. The soft beeping of the heart monitor almost soothing as you watched the rise and fall of his chest.

Seeing someone as strong as Luke look so vulnerable was terrifying. His eyelids fluttered as the pain medication rendered him unconscious. It was rare to see him looking this peaceful.

You gently caressed his face, calming him as you traced his strong jawline delicately. He murmured quietly in his sleep as you lightly brushed your lips against his.

“He’ll be okay.”

You glanced up at Spencer, forcing a small smile onto your face. You were so grateful for his reassurance. He tentatively reached out to place a warm hand on your shoulder – the affectionate gesture comforting.

“Thanks Spencer.” You looked up at him, patting his hand softly – thanking him for his kind support. The hurt in his eyes let you know he felt almost as bad as you did right now. After all, he had been the one to see Luke get shot. He was also the one who had remained with him the entire time, refusing to leave his side as he ensured that his friend received the best care possible.

As the frantic words of Emily rang through your head, you shuddered at the fear they had provoked in your heart. It had been the moment you had dreaded, receiving a call to tell you that Luke was hurt. But, it could have been a lot worse.

Your throat constricted at the thought of losing your boyfriend. It had been justifiably your worst fear when he had been in the 75th Ranger Regiment. It seemed almost cruel that he had survived Iraq only to be injured now.

You thought the sleepless nights and constant worrying had ended when he had been discharged from the army. Then, he joined the FBI. The Fugitive Task Force had been a different type of strain on your relationship – the long hours, frequent travel…the constant danger. But he wouldn’t have been your Luke if he wasn’t trying to help others.

You glanced down at him, pushing his messy curls back from his face as you tenderly ran your hands through his hair. It was strange to think that you had been together for so long.

Years had passed by, but it only seemed like yesterday the cocky young man from the Bronx had sweettalked you into going on a date with him. You never would have expected an outing at mini-golf to have turned into a loving committed relationship. But, here the two of you were remaining strong after years and years together.

“You know when he first asked me out I thought he was kind of an asshole.”

Spencer chuckled softly at your words, grateful for your attempt to lift the atmosphere. Even though the doctors had said Luke would make a full recovery, waiting for him to wake up was still nerve-wracking. The silence that filled the room only caused him to replay the horrific scenes over and over again in his head.

“I’m being serious Spencer.” You laughed softly, grinning at the thought of the countless times you had turned him down. Back then, you had been reluctant to go out with someone with Luke Alvez’s reputation. It had only been once you had seen the sweeter side to him that you had finally agreed to give him a chance.

Volunteering at the local animal shelter was the thing that gave him his shot with you. Something you were all too keen to remind him about from time to time.

“He had been out with practically every girl in the neighbourhood, breaking their hearts in the process.” Another tear dripped down your face as the emotion of the situation finally caught up with you.

It had been such a long journey to get here – the fact the love of your life could have ripped away so easily petrified you.

“I was just waiting for the right one.”

The sound of Luke’s gruff voice made both you and Spencer jump in surprise. He squeezed your hand gently as his eyes gazed at you dazedly.

“My ears were burning.” A playful grin spread across his face at your scowl and Spencer’s delighted smirk. Normally, his teasing comment would have earned him a playful hit on the arm. But, you were too scared to touch him given his injuries.

“It’s not funny Luke. You could have been killed.” You protested exasperatedly, sighing heavily as you saw him bite back a smile. Why did he have to make a joke out of everything? He rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand soothingly as flashed you a charming smile.

“I’m fine.” He replied, his voice calm and reassuring. “Thanks to Spencer.” He nodded towards the younger agent, extremely appreciative of his help in the field.

He turned back to you, his eyes softening as he caught sight of your tear-stained cheeks.

“I hate seeing you cry.” He slowly lifted his hand, gently caressing your face as he wiped away the remainder of your sadness.

A peaceful moment of silence filled the room as the three of you let the relief of the fortunate turn of events sink in. Luke had been extremely lucky.

You all glanced at the door as it opened to reveal the rest of the team, small smiles playing on their faces as they greeted their injured colleague. Rossi patted you gently on the shoulder as he stood behind you. All the team knew you fairly well given yours and Luke’s deep history and their presence had been a great comfort to you as you had sat in the waiting room with them.

JJ smiled kindly at you as she inclined her head. The blonde agent had been particularly caring towards you, knowing all-too-well the pain you were experiencing at seeing your loved one hurt in the line of duty.

Garcia entered last flashing you all a sheepish smile as she took in Luke’s wounded form and all the machines hooked up to him. The bubbly blonde had always been extremely nice towards you, but her emotions towards your boyfriend were incredibly complicated given the fact he had replaced her beloved Derek Morgan.

“It’s good to see you awake Newbie.”

Luke’s eyebrows shot up at the kindness in Garcia’s voice. He jokingly thought that perhaps he should have been shot earlier, if it would have gotten him in her good books.

You laughed softly, pressing a tender kiss to his cheek before you stood up.

“Now that I’ve seen you’re alive and you have good company, I’d best go home to check on Roxy. She’s been by herself all day.” You explained, smirking at the incredulous expression on Luke’s face.

“You’re leaving me for a dog?”

You giggled at the mock outrage in his tone, ruffling his hair as you reminded him that Roxy was in fact your substitute child. Besides, she would never make you sick with worry…unlike Luke.

The sound of the door opening once again made you all glance at the nurse who entered. A bright smile spread across her face as she approached Luke’s bedside.

“Oh, it’s good to see you up Agent Alvez.” She told him cheerfully, humming as she adjusted his pain medication. “You gave your poor wife quite the fright.”

Luke felt your posture tense, glancing up at you in confusion as you slipped your hand from his, drifting it to your shoulder to nervously adjust your bag. Your shook your head at her words, forcing a small smile onto your face.

“Oh no, I’m not his wife.” You told her, mentally chiding yourself for your failed attempt to inject false joyfulness into your voice. “Just his girlfriend.”

The words stung painfully and you could feel your composure slipping slightly, so you quickly made your excuses – placing a gentle kiss on Luke’s lips and bidding the team farewell as you rushed out of the hospital.

Luke frowned in confusion as he watched the door slam after you. Perhaps you were just emotional from all the day’s traumatic events. However, after the nurse left, he found himself even more bewildered by the judgmental looks his colleagues were shooting him.

“What?”

His question was greeted by a chorus of scoffs and eye rolls.

Rossi clapped a hand on his shoulder as he sat down in your vacant seat.

“For a profiler, you can be pretty stupid Alvez.” He muttered quietly, shaking his head at Luke’s obliviousness to his own girlfriend’s feelings.

Luke gaped at his insult, truly bewildered by his team members sudden change of behaviour.

“Yeah, the average couple usually gets engaged after around one to two years of dating.” Reid chipped in, rubbing his chin thoughtfully at his friend’s relationship problems.

His fact completely stunned Luke. He had never really considered the thought of marriage. It just hadn’t crossed his mind – particularly given the stressful and volatile nature of his work. Perhaps he had taken your strong relationship for granted.

You had never really voiced your opinion on the subject of marriage. He hadn’t even realised it was a big deal for you. Wasn’t it just a piece of paper?

He just assumed that you always knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. You were the only one for him. How could you think anything different?

A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he rubbed his face exasperatedly, all the subtle hints you had made over the past few years suddenly coming flooding back to him. God, he was so stupid.

“She’s my wife in all but name.” He murmured under his breath, almost forgetting about the team’s presence in his room. He only thoughts were of you.

“You’re punching well above your weight with Y/N Newbie.” Garcia’s insistent voice made him jump in surprise, glancing at her as she plonked herself down on the foot of his bed. “Lock her down while she’s still insane enough to love you.”

The softness in her eyes and the playful grin on her lips told him she was only teasing him, but he still shot her a disbelieving glare. The rest of the team murmured in agreement at her words, urging him to realise what he had to do.

He nodded slowly, muttering about how he would make it up to you. It seemed like he had a question to ask.

A firm hand on his other shoulder pulled him from his thoughts. Tara glanced down at him, a smirk spreading across her face as she took in his furrowed brow and look of pure concentration.

“Alvez, don’t you dare propose from your hospital bed.”

Luke huffed as he sulkily sank back into the uncomfortable hospital pillows. He supposed he could wait until he was home to ask you, perhaps even plan something special.

Actually, on second thought…

“Reid, find me the nurse. I need my discharge papers.”

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