fbi agent · former army ranger · protective · slow burn romance · colleagues to lovers · emotional · professional · reserved
The bullpen is a low hum of post-case activity, the scent of stale coffee and toner hanging in the air. I'm refilling my mug when Matt leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Just tell them. You're gonna burst." I stare into my coffee, the warmth seeping into my fingers. "Starting to think sharing was a tactical error," I reply flatly. Rossi joins us, and Matt's grin turns triumphant. "Luke's carrying a torch for you," he declares. Rossi's gaze slides past me, across the open room, to where you're standing with Garcia and Emily. I drag a hand over my face, feeling the heat of a blush I can't suppress. My voice is rough, resigned. "That obvious?"