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hxneyandespressx · 3 years

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sweet tea in the summer

summary: little blurbs of jj and elle being in a relationship

pairing: jennifer jareau x elle greenaway (jelle)

word count: 1.8k

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lemon tea: mornings

Usually, Elle and JJ were up in the early hours of dawn, getting ready to head for work. The two of them don’t slow down as they just want to get out of their shared apartment. On the weekends, however, these two liked to take their time, savoring the calmness. Sometimes they rolled around in bed as Elle peppered butterfly kisses on JJ’s nose and cheeks. Sometimes, JJ woke up before Elle and made coffee for both of them. Two creams and two sugars, just how Elle liked it. And they spent their time in bed, sipping on their coffee and have sleepy conversations.

peppermint tea: ice skating

During one of their visits to New York, Elle and JJ were ice skating at Bryant Park in the crisp December air. Neither of them were experts at it, so a few tumbles onto the ice were granted. JJ held onto Elle’s arm tightly, as she was scared to fall down. After a while, JJ was able to balance and slowly skate alongside Elle. The two of them went skating around the rink, bypassing the other couples. At one point, Elle slowly brought JJ close to her and placed a chaste kiss on her chapped lips. After their time ice skating, Elle and JJ went to go get hot chocolate at the nearest kiosk and walked around the park before heading back to their hotel.

chamomile tea: bedtime

Either of them doesn’t have a set sleep schedule. They sleep when they can. But during the rare times when they get home early, Elle and JJ liked to take their time doing their nightly routine. JJ made some chamomile tea for the both of them while Elle fed their pet cat. They both drank their tea and talked on the balcony, letting the tea calm their body and mind. Slowly, they yawned and put their mugs away in the sink. JJ flopped onto the bed as Elle grabbed the blanket to cover the both of them. JJ cuddled into Elle’s arms and the two women fell fast asleep, catching dreams of moving to India forever.

earl grey tea: flirting

Elle was known to be the flirt in the relationship and JJ loved it whenever Elle flirts with her and makes her blush, even though the blonde wouldn’t admit to it. One day, JJ wanted Elle to get a taste of her own medicine. When both Elle and JJ working from home on a Friday, the blonde mustered up all her courage to at least try out her pick-up line. JJ called out Elle’s name and the brunette looked at her girlfriend. JJ said her cheesy pickup line and Elle laughed, but not at her girlfriend. It was at the pickup line. JJ pouted and slumped in defeat. Elle smiled happily and quickly pecked her sad girlfriend’s lips.

milk tea: hugs and kisses

Elle snuck up on JJ as the blonde was cooking breakfast. The brunette tickled JJ’s side as the shorter woman laughs hard, trying not to burn herself from the oil. Wanting the ticking to be stopped, JJ shooed away Elle, but her sneaky girlfriend couldn't keep her hands off of her. Elle gently wrapped her arms JJ’s waist as the blonde was curious as to what the brunette was going to do next. Elle placed two kisses on JJ’s cheeks. Then her forehead. Her nose. Finally, her lips. JJ deepened the kiss between herself and Elle. It was like it was only them and nothing else matter. That was until Elle smelled burning eggs and JJ furiously tried to salvage them.

iced tea: moonlight

Stars twinkled across the night sky as Elle and JJ took sips of their red wine. They were having a date night in and decided to finish off the night at the balcony. The moon shined bright, almost like a spotlight on Elle. JJ took in the sight that was next to her. The blonde was lost in her thoughts until Elle called out for her. Once being back to reality, JJ blushed in embarrassment and looked away. Elle tried her best to comfort her girlfriend, hoping that they could continue their quiet night while watching the moon.

black tea: baking

JJ and Elle were baking cookies for a Christmas cookie party. They were having fun until Elle threw some flour at JJ’s face. JJ stood in shock as Elle smirked, feeling proud of herself. That was until JJ scooped up some flour with both her hands and dropped it on top of Elle’s head. This started a food war between the two women, who were also wasting a lot of baking ingredients that were necessary for the Christmas cookies. JJ realized this in the midst of this food fight and had to stop Elle from throwing some sprinkles at her. The two women laughed to their hearts’ content and started to clean up themselves and the kitchen, hoping to salvage something for the rest of the Christmas cookies to be made.

pomegranate tea: fireworks

It was the Fourth of July and both Elle and JJ made plans to watch the city’s firework display. Packing up a small picnic for dinner, JJ hummed as she was making sandwiches. Once finished, JJ called out for her girlfriend to head out and seek the best spot. Elle appeared in time and the pair went their way to the nearest park. Elle set the blanket while JJ took out the food she made earlier. They quickly ate their sandwiches and guzzled some ginger ale. JJ quickly cleaned up their area in time for the firework show. The blonde cuddled up to Elle’s chest as the two women watched the sky is filled with many colors. They enjoyed their time watching the fireworks display. When it was over, Elle and JJ went on their way home, but not without having some ice cream to end the night.

matcha tea: drunken conversations

Elle and JJ were giggling loudly at a bar in their city. JJ took her last sip of her beer as Elle fumbled to try and find her wallet. Once the tab has been paid, Elle hooked her right arm with JJ’s left and the drunken pair slowly waddled out of the bar. Since the apartment wasn't too far, it wasn’t necessary to hail a cab. JJ shushed Elle as they entered their apartment building and was greeted by their stoic doorman. Their giggles got muted as the elevator door closed, JJ closing the gap between her and Elle.

chai tea: holding hands

JJ played with their hands as they were laying in bed late at night. Elle intertwined the fingers and softly placed a kiss on each knuckle on JJ’s hand. The blonde snuggled into Elle’s side and slowly closed her eyes. Elle watched her girlfriend, whose sound asleep, for a few minutes. She took in the beautiful sight in front of her. Gently pushing her blonde locks away from her face, Elle placed a kiss on JJ’s forehead and prepared herself to sleep. The brunette closed her eyes for the night as she continued to have her fingers intertwined with JJ’s.

hibiscus tea: road trips

Music played loudly as a car zoomed along the interstate. Elle and JJ had taken a month off to do a little road-tripping. JJ held her hand out of the window to feel the rush of the cold wind. Sometimes Elle would take little glances at her girlfriend to remind herself of the beautiful memories they will make. The blonde reeled her arm back in and started to search for the snack bag for one thing. When she couldn’t find it, she asked Elle, who in turn didn’t know. That started a very silly argument about where the Cheetos bag went. Soon enough, JJ found the bag of Cheetos right behind her passenger seat. She sheepishly smiled as she opened the bag, Elle laughing beside her.

green tea: bonfire

Elle poked at the small bonfire to get the fire going as JJ prepared ingredients for s’mores. The brunette sat down by her girlfriend, wrapping herself and JJ with a large plaid blanket. JJ handed a marshmallow on a stick to Elle and started to roast her own marshmallow. The crackling of the fire provided warmth as the brisk November wind passed by. Once the marshmallows were ready, both Elle and JJ constructed their s’mores as quickly as possible before the marshmallow would fall onto the ground. Giggles were heard as a smear of chocolate appeared on Elle’s upper lip. JJ took this opportunity to lick it off and laugh at Elle’s shocked expression.

russian caravan tea: music

Soft indie music played into the night as Elle and JJ danced slowly across the cold kitchen tiles. It was one of those nights where either of them couldn’t sleep. JJ had her head in the crook of Elle’s neck as the brunette had her arms wrapped around JJ’s waist. They let the music serenade them as they circled around the kitchen. Wanting to check up on JJ, Elle looked down and saw that JJ had closed her eyes. Elle gently waddled her way to turn off the music while trying not to wake up JJ. She picked up JJ in bridal style and walked over to their bedroom, gently putting JJ down on the comforter. Elle scooted up next to her and cuddled her in her arms, falling asleep to JJ's gentle heartbeat.

english breakfast tea: beaches

Elle and JJ held hands as they walked along the beach. The waves gently touched their feet from time to time. Something sparkling caught JJ’s eye and the blonde took the time to pick it up. To her discovery, it was a half piece of a seashell lined with nacre. Elle complained that she didn’t want to take home a smelly seashell but JJ wanted it. JJ was able to convince Elle into taking it home by her charming looks that Elle can’t resist. A smirk appeared on Elle’s face as she thought of a mischievous idea. Elle dragged JJ into the ocean up to their knees. JJ shrieked due to the cold salty water and proceed to scold her girlfriend for ruining her dress.

rooibos tea: anniversary

Both Elle and JJ would rather have a lowkey day for celebrating their one-year anniversary. Neither of them expects any gifts, as they do not want any expectations presiding in their relationship. They would have breakfast in bed together and reminisce their memories over the past year. Afterward, they would get ready for a hike at Shenandoah National Park. Depending on their mood, they pick a trail that could either be easy or more difficult, so they can challenge themselves. But once they reach the top, Elle and JJ take in the view of the sun slowly setting down over the trees and hills. Elle would grab JJ’s hand and take a look at her beautiful girlfriend, how the sunset rays filter her already beautiful face. They tell each other happy anniversary as they sit on the craggy boulders, watching the sunset over the horizon and the moon rise up into the twilight sky.

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morganapendragon · 5 years

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'Cause if I was a man. Then I'd be the man. I'd be the man

#taylorswiftedit #tswiftedit #tswiftdaily #usertiana #userrosetylers #mine

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morgana-pendragon · 3 years

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happy 32nd birthday, elizabeth chase olsen! (february 16th, 1989)

#hbd !!!#elizabeth olsen #eolsenedit #dailywomen #abbie.gif #usertiana #userlaur #usermonty #bbelcher #chewieblog #hbd to the most adorable human of the day

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morgana-pendragon · 3 years

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#mood

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morgana-pendragon · 3 years

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This is Chaos Magic, Wanda. And that makes you the Scarlet Witch.

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morgana-pendragon · 3 years

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abbie’s endless favourites: PRIDE & PREJUDICE (2005)

“I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?

I thought that poetry was the food of love.

Of a fine, stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination, I’m convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead.

So what do you recommend to encourage affection?

Dancing. Even if one’s partner is barely tolerable.”

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hxneyandespressx · 3 years

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since we’re alone, you can show me your heart

summary: what happens when derek gets a nightmare? the only one who can calm him down is his pretty boy

pairing: spencer reid x derek morgan (moreid)

word count: 1.9k

content warnings: mentions of gun and shooting

a/n: set after criminal minds season 11 episode 11 entropy

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Spencer ran frantically around his dark and messy apartment, picking up the case files and Chinese takeout boxes that had piled up on his antique coffee table. Few peanut oil stains stuck onto the wooden top. The anxious man took the nearest napkin, hoping that it was clean, and tried his best to wipe off the oil stains. Seeing that they wouldn’t come off, Spencer exasperatedly dropped the napkin onto the table and rushed over to his kitchen, grabbing the necessary cleaning supplies. He got his bottle of white vinegar and water, a pair of yellow rubber gloves, and an old rag underneath the kitchen sink.

By the time Spencer was done, every room in his apartment was clean to his standard. Not a book out of place, no dust lingering in the air. Spencer felt both scared and excited about having his co-workers come over to his place. He never had them over until today. He felt scared if a game, like truth or dare, made him confess his true feelings about his boyfriend.

Derek and Spencer had worked with each other for a long time. As the years went by, experiencing the highs and lows of being FBI agents together, the two of them felt their hearts yearn for each other, but neither of them acted upon it. They were scared of the possibility of rejection, tarnishing their friendship. It was not until Derek decided to break the ice and asked out Spencer. The young man was delighted to have his crush ask him out. It was the one thing that went right in his life.

Three months in and either of them hasn’t said “I love you” yet. Either of them was scared to frighten off the other. Saying “I love you” was a big commitment. They were trying to take things slow, not to rush each other, even though they had known each other for a long time.

The gang was heading over to Spencer’s for a little sleepover to relax as they hadn’t received any new cases within the past 2 weeks. It was nice to have a break from all the traveling and dealing with unsubs; however, it does get boring doing paperwork and in-office consultations for hours.

Spencer’s phone pinged multiple times and a bunch of text notifications came.

Hotch: Sorry, can’t make it. I couldn’t find a babysitter for Jack and Jessica is busy at work tonight. Maybe next time.

Tara: going out on the town with the ladies!

Penelope: sorry spencer but jj tara and i are having a ladies night :(

JJ: sorry spence! perhaps next time!

Rossi: Sorry kid. Forgot to tell you that I’m driving up to Montauk to visit a buddy of mine.

Spencer sighed and felt defeated. Everyone bailed on him at the last minute. Everyone except for Derek. That was fine with Spencer, as this could be a date night for them. Just then, the doorbell rang, indicating someone had arrived. Having a small smile on his face, Spencer scurried to the front door and opened it. It revealed one handsome Derek Morgan, who was holding a large pizza in one hand and a small bouquet of flowers in the other.

“I saw in the group chat that everyone else bailed on this.” Derek said.

“Yeah but this could be a date night for us.” Spencer smiled at his little proposition. Derek smiled, showing off his brilliant pearly whites, as he entered the apartment.

The couple spent their night-in watching movies, eating pizza, and Spencer going off tangents on his passions. Whenever Spencer starts to rant about one of his passions, Derek just stared at his little genius and smiled at how happy his boyfriend was. And that continued all night long, Derek listening to Spencer talk about 19th-century British literature, coupled with watching random movies of various genres.

Nearing 1 am, the couple laid on the couch, with Spencer in Derek’s arms. The tv was playing Julie & Julia in the background. Spencer was half asleep and noticed that Derek was sleeping already. He gently wiggled out of Derek’s arms and stood up from the couch, scratching his scalp and messing up his already messy curly hair.

“Hey. Let’s go to bed.” Spencer softly said, patting his boyfriend’s shoulder. Derek woke up, feeling groggy. Spencer led the way to his room, holding Derek’s hand. They both flopped onto the bed and Derek wrapped an arm around Spencer’s waist. They were used to sharing a room together, even a bed due to mistakes occurring at the hotels they stayed at when they were on cases. Sleep washed over them as the golden dust of the Sandman worked its magic.

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Standing across from Derek were Spencer and Cat Adams. The hitwoman had a gun pointed at one scared Spencer Reid. Internally, Derek was screaming. On the outside, he kept his cool and calm composure.

“Morgan, get out.” Spencer demanded.

“I’m not going anywhere.” Derek said, his voice shaking a little.

“Hm… I guess we’re back where we started. You and me with a gun.” Cat said without a care in the world, keeping the gun aimed at Spencer.

“Reid, it’s time.”

“No.”

“We don’t have a choice. We have to do it,” Derek said. Spencer kept shaking his head no. “We found your father.” the unsub stood there in shock for a few seconds, before rage set inside of her.

“You’re lying. I don’t like men who lie. You men are all the same.” Cat said as she gauged the trigger on her gun. She shot Spencer in the head and without hesitation, Derek started to shoot at the unsub. Derek ran over to Spencer and held his dying love in his arms. He tried to keep him alive until the paramedics came. The last words Derek said was “I love you” before his boy wonder went limp.

Derek woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. He heard himself breathing heavily and felt anxious from the nightmare he just had. The frightened man groggily rubbed his eyes to get rid of the Sandman’s dust. Leaning his back against the headboard, Derek stared at the wall across from him, concentrating his eyes on one spot. He hoped that this technique would help him fall back asleep. Alas, he was shaken up from the nightmare.

The dazed man anxiously searched for his phone, wondering how much time has passed. Fumbling through the grey sheets and trying not to wake up Spencer, Derek found his phone, turning on the touchscreen, the blue screen lit up brightly. 3:20 am. Derek took a deep breath and sighed, leaning his head back onto the headboard and looked over to see his baby-faced boyfriend fast asleep. A soft smile appeared on Derek’s face, reminding him of his reality: Spencer being his angel.

Feeling restless, Derek pushed the comforter off of himself and quietly got off of the bed. He opened the bedroom door and went to the bathroom that was down the hall. His hands turned on the faucet and cupped together to gather the running water. Derek splashed cold water onto his face, making him more alert and awake. His eyes caught the sight of his face in the mirror. Smile lines decorated his face, which contrasted the dark circles forming underneath his eyes. Derek sighed and made his way towards the kitchen.

Derek has come over to Spencer’s place many times before, so much so he knows the way around like the back of his hand. With ease, his muscular hand grabbed a tall glass, with an accompanying coaster, in one of the cabinets above. He filled the glass with water from the faucet below. Loud gulps could be heard as Derek drank the water, cool and fresh like he had found an oasis. Just as Derek gently placed the glass on the coaster, his ears caught the shuffling feet of a tired Spencer.

“Derek?” Spencer tiredly said. “What are you doing up?”

“Just needed some water, that is all.” Derek said his half truth-half lie. The young man shrugged and went towards the refrigerator.

Unknowingly, Derek started to tap his fingers against the dark grey laminate countertop. Spencer caught the sound with his ears and turned to face his boyfriend.

“Derek? Are you okay?”

“Yeah? Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“Because you’re tapping your fingers across the countertop.” Spencer pointed out. When the tired genius mentioned the action, Derek immediately stopped, his eyes glancing at Spencer.

“We’re profilers, Derek. You can’t hide anything from me.” Spencer said, feeling concerned for his best friend. The mousy-haired man felt like a hypocrite after saying that to Derek. During the many years he worked with the handsome man in front of him, Spencer developed a crush on him. At first, it was just a silly little infatuation, but as time passed, it changed to being a crush. The young man was able to hide it well. That was until Derek reciprocated his feelings. That same crush turned into Spencer dating Derek. In these past few months, Spencer wanted to tell his angel of a boyfriend that he loved him, but he was scared that Derek would run away from him, just like everyone else in his life.

“Ha– you’re right, pretty Ricky,” Derek said in defeat, hanging his head low. Spencer came up behind Derek slowly, hesitant to show some affection to his probably scared boyfriend. He mustered up his own fears and gave Derek a hug from behind, and felt his boyfriend relaxing in his arms. The couple stood in silence for some time, savoring the unspoken quietness between them.

“Remember when you had to go in as bait for Cat Adams?” Derek asked, breaking the silence.

“Oh– yeah. Why are you asking?” Spencer responded, not getting the hint where the conversation was going.

“Two weeks since that case, I had these nightmares. I thought I could get through with it, but I can’t. My nightmare was about that. I dreamt that you were shot by Cat.” Derek explained.

“Derek…” Spencer felt shocked while his heart was breaking. He felt like he had to do something. But all he could do was sit and listen to his boyfriend get everything off his chest.

"I wish this is a nightmare that I could just wake up from... but it feels all real... and I hate every second of it. I felt like I was going to lose you when it actually happened,” Derek’s voice cracked a bit as tears pricked his deep brown eyes. “And I don’t want this to repeat. I wouldn’t forgive myself.”

“I won’t let it happen again,” Spencer quietly said, caresses Derek’s cheek. “We will make sure she stays in prison, alright?” Derek brought Spencer in for a long embrace. The mousy-haired man wrapped his arms around his athletic boyfriend’s waist as he placed his head in the crook of Derek’s neck. The soft warmth coming off of Derek comforted Spencer, clashing with her cold pale skin.

“I just uh…” Derek said tiredly.

“Yeah.” Spencer replied, smiling softly. He knew in his heart that Derek said “I love you” to him.

“You know?”

“I know.”

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simoneashley · 3 years

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heartbreak weather headers

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hxneyandespressx · 3 years

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i wonder if he knows he's all i think about at night

summary: spencer pinning after derek, even though derek is in love with penelope

pairing: spencer reid x derek morgan (moreid)

word count: 917

a/n: all credits to Teardrops On My Guitar belong to Taylor Swift

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A particular set of dark brown eyes looked at him from across the bullpen. Bright and full of joy and mischievousness. Matched with a contagious smile. One of the many reasons why Spencer loved his best friend. The well-built man walked over to Spencer with two coffee mugs in hand. Derek handed the scrawny man his favorite Star Trek mug. Coffee with lots of milk and sugar. Just how he liked it. Spencer thanked him, with a small smile tugging on his face.

“No problem, pretty boy.” Derek said. Spencer’s heart stopped for a second and a light flushed appeared on his cheeks when Derek called him that. Pretty boy. The curly-haired man never got called nicknames until he met Derek Morgan. Every time he got called a nickname by Derek, Spencer fumbled over his words and became shyer around the one he yearned for. He tried. The young man tried to become more confident and lessen his mumbling of words. But how could he? When that’s how he naturally acted around the man he loved.

Drew looks at me

I fake a smile so he won't see

That I want and I'm needing

Everything that we should be

Spencer wondered why. Why did he feel this way for his best friend? I’m mad at you. For making fall for you. I’m mad at myself. Why did I let myself fall for you? These thoughts intruded the young man. So much so, he laid in his bed, wide awake at 3 AM. Every waking moment, his heart aches for Derek to be in his arms. To be his.

Whenever Spencer started to infodump on a topic, Derek would stay and listen. And that made the young man seen and heard, and made him fall even more with his best friend. From his infectious smile to his wise-crack jokes, Spencer felt lucky to call Derek his best friend. But, he felt unlucky to fall for him. Because Derek Morgan being in love with someone else. The one and only Penelope Garcia.

I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about

And she's got everything that I have to live without

The mousy-haired man listened to Derek talk about his baby girl. His god-given solace. Every day Spencer felt his heart chip away, piece by piece, and all he could do was be a supportive friend. A friend who fell in love with his friend who didn’t see what was right in front of him. Pinning after a man who himself was pinning after a girl. Silly, wasn’t it? But how can Spencer stop loving him, when his heart made him fall more for him.

Drew talks to me

I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny

That I can't even see

Anyone when he's with me

Penelope came over to the two men and rewarded them with bear hugs. Spencer noticed that the hug between Derek and Penelope was a bit longer than usual. His smile may say one thing, but his sad brown eyes said something less. Why not me? Spencer sighed and walked away from the “couple” and prepared himself for the morning briefing.

Spencer sat across from Derek at the round table. He tried to pay attention to the case but his eyes always wandered to the man in front of him. A few minutes went by and Spencer was snapped out of his daze by JJ calling for his name.

“Spencer, you okay?” JJ asked. Spencer mumbled over his words in embarrassment.

“Yeah- uh… I’m fine. Totally okay.” the young man kicked himself mentally for almost giving himself away. After Hotch said “Wheels up in 20”, everyone dispersed from the room to get ready for the flight. The only one left was Spencer. He sighed and thought about Derek. He wanted to push the thoughts out of his brain to focus on the case. But how can he when the memories still were all in his head, in burning red.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star

He's the song in the car

I keep singing, don't know why I do…

He was in love with his best friend for years and not once did Spencer tell Derek how he felt about him. Secrets shouldn’t exist in friendships. But the young man was afraid of rejection. Fear. Abandonment. He did not want to lose a friend. Spencer’s heart deeply hurt as he could not bring himself to say the words. I love you, Derek. Forever and always. But moving on from him was impossible.

He's the time taken up, but there's never enough

And he's all that I need to fall into

Drew looks at me

I fake a smile so he won't see

Even though they were both profilers, Spencer wore his best fake smile, to hide his love and hurt he had for his friend. Soon, the young FBI agent has to learn to let go of his feelings for Derek Morgan. The Stark Trek coffee mug was left on the wooden table. Standing up from his chair, the young man walked out of the briefing room, readying himself for the case. Spencer took his jacket, go bag, and leather crossbody bag from his desk. He walked out of the BAU’s glass doors, heading for the car to be taken to the airway strip. He mulled over the case details in order to forget the one who intruded his mind.

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hxneyandespressx · 3 years

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little red string of fate

viii - eros

Matt quietly walked down the wooden stairs to not wake up the baby. He quickly made his way to the spacious living room, where his wife just got the delivery for Chinese takeout from the front door. The tired man sighed and flopped onto the black leather couch, wrapping his left arm around Kristy’s shoulder.

“Hopefully, this kid won’t wake up for a while.” Matt said tiredly. The redhead, sitting beside him, chuckled softly as she started to open the different takeout boxes. The athletic man took the tv remote off from the coffee table and turned on Netflix.

“I hope so too.” Kristy said as a soft smile appeared on her worn out yet beautiful face. With a pair of wooden chopsticks, she took a small fantail shrimp and fed the piece to her husband. Matt silently thanked Kristy as he ate the shrimp.

“So, what do you want to watch?” Matt asked his wife, feeling like he already knows the answer to his own question.

“Valentine’s Day.” Kristy replied without hesitation.

“Is it because it’s actually Valentine’s Day and it has Patrick Dempsey?” Matt asked. Kristy stopped eating a vegetarian spring roll when her husband perceived her about the movie. Her deep russet eyes stared at the man in front of her.

“Uh… yeah. It also has both McDreamy and McSteamy.” Kristy said matter-of-factly, hoping to get a slight reaction from her husband. Matt playfully shook his head at his wife’s obsession over two fictional surgeons. He pressed the play button to start the movie and proceeded to start eating some of the food. The couple continued to enjoy their date night, inside the comfort of their home, with their baby sound asleep upstairs.

After a while of eating, with the movie playing in the background, both Matt and Kristy worked together to pack the leftovers. Matt took it upon himself to save the leftovers in the refrigerator while Kristy got the task of getting them a drink for the night. While searching in the tall wine cabinet, Kristy felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, and a soft kiss on her cheek.

“We haven’t even drunk anything and you’re already getting cuddly with me.” Kristy teased her husband.

“Am I not allowed to show affection towards my own wife?” Matt scoffed sarcastically. He released his arms from Kristy’s waist and walked back to the living room. The redhead chuckled as she made a mental note of adding a point to their silly little competition they had going for a while. Grabbing a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon, the woman opened it with a wine opener with such ease. With the open bottle and two wine glasses in her hands, the woman made her way to the living room and sat by her husband. She poured the wine into both of the glasses, trying her best not to spill onto the white carpet. Matt took one of the wine glasses and took a small sip to taste.

The couple enjoyed their date night-in thus far with takeout and wine, just like how they did before they got married. Kristy placed her head on Matt’s shoulder, her eyes drooping slowly.

As the movie was coming to an end, an idea sprang into the woman’s mind. Sitting upright, Kristy took out her phone and searched for a song to play. Matt looked at her, with confusion in his eyes. With a tap of a finger, I Look to You by Whitney Houston started to play softly. Matt furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he watched Kristy get up and held out her hand towards him.

“May I have this dance?” Kristy asked. Matt took her hand and stood up, pulling his wife closer towards him.

“You may.” The couple started to slowly dance around their living room. Kristy placed her head on the nape of Matt’s neck, the warmth radiating from his body comforting the auburn-haired woman. Her eyes stared at one of the pictures hanging on the walls. It was the day Matt proposed to her while on their camping trip in Denali. They took that trip after her husband left the army. On that night, Matt was a nervous wreck, stuttering his lines and accidentally dropping the ring into the snow. According to Matt, there were a million ways the proposal could have gone better. But to Kristy, it was perfect. She wouldn’t change it for the world. That was three years ago. Three long years filled with happiness and hardships.

“Can we always be this close?” Kristy asked her husband, looking into his beautiful brown eyes. Matt placed a chaste kiss on Kristy’s lips.

“Forever and ever, love.” Matt pulled Kristy close to his chest, his wife listening to his heartbeat. The couple stood together in the living for some time, taking in the silence.

Everything was at peace, until the sounds of David’s cries were heard. Both the parents sighed, as their little date came to an end.

“Can you get him, please?” Kristy said with a soft voice.

“Yeah.” Matt placed a quick kiss on his wife’s cheek and made his way to the staircase. As he made his way upstairs, Kristy smiled to herself, thinking how she’s the luckiest woman in the world to have found Matt. He’s her partner in crime. Her shoulder to cry on. Her best friend. Her lover. Her soulmate.

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