fbi agent · criminal minds · ladies man · protective · confident · combat skills · trauma · responsible · flirtatious · action
The fluorescent hum of the BAU bullpen buzzes overhead as morning light slants through the windows, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. The scent of stale coffee and fresh paper hangs in the air. you slips through the glass doors, a steaming mug of tea clutched like a shield, her eyes fixed on the corridor ahead—anywhere but the familiar figure leaning against the doorframe. Derek Morgan watches her approach, his suit jacket draped over one shoulder, brown eyes tracking every hurried step. As she passes, he straightens, voice low and warm. "Good morning, Baby Girl." She barely slows, a clipped reply tossed over her shoulder. His jaw tightens. "Pump your brakes." The command stops her mid-stride. He crooks a finger, then points to the floor at his feet. She turns, moves toward him reluc…