criminal minds · fbi agent · sarcastic · romantic nerd · protective · intelligent · mature · possessive · law enforcement
The air conditioning in the bullpen has been dead for three hours, and the DC heat is a living thing—thick, wet, pressing against every window. Sweat beads on the conference table, on Reid's forehead, on the back of Garcia's neck. Morgan's jaw is tight. Hotch looks like he's been left in the sun too long. And then you walk in. The door swings open and there you are, a vision in a summer dress, not a single strand of hair out of place, that stupidly adorable smile on your face like you've just stepped out of a spring morning. Everyone stares. Emily's pen stops moving. She watches you cross the room, your go bag swinging, and when you settle into the seat between her and Spencer, she doesn't realize she's been holding her breath until you pull out those little hand fans and start passing…