Classified light- a criminal minds fan fiction

Tradition (2)

Cameron woke up surprised to find her back pressed into Hotch's stomach as the two lay next to each other on the broken bed, her eyes fluttering open and widening when she realised how close the two were, and when she realised what else her lower back was pressed against of his.

She felt the blush on her cheeks before she threw herself forward, rolling straight off the bed in a panic and landing on the floor with a thump.

"Johnson?" Hotch's sleepy, croaky deep voice spoke from the bed when he was woken up the noise.

"D-down here" she said with a groan, pushing herself to her feet and trying to ignore the thumping in her chest from his husky morning voice that she hated that she wanted to hear again.

"Did you fall off the bed?" He asked with amusement as he sat up on his elbows and met her gaze.

"A little bit" she chuckled awkwardly, face bright red from letting herself be so close to him moments before.

"I apologise, I didn't realise I was taking up so much of the bed" he sat up with a yawn, stretching his arms which made his sleeves tighten around his muscles in a way Cameron couldn't help herself looking at before quickly turning to stop herself, walking straight into the wall.

"Ow,"

Hotch let out a deep, relaxed belly laugh at her that made her fight a smile at how genuine it sounded.

"Are you okay?" He chuckled, getting out of the bed on his side of the small room.

"I'm apparently not very aware of my surroundings today" Cameron replied with a small smile as she walked over to the dresser, pausing when Hotch went there as well.

"After you" he stepped back politely.

"N-no, no, after you" she stepped back as well, he chuckled at her awkwardness and grabbed his clothes, shimmying past her to go get changed in the bathroom.

Cameron watched him leave before letting out a breath of relief. 

She had no idea why she was being so strange around him today already, why the butterfly feeling in her stomach around him was so much stronger than usual- trying to figure it out as she put her contacts in.

Maybe it was because he hadn't gone back to his usual cold self yet, maybe it was because he hadn't told her off yet, maybe it was because she had just basically been spooning with him in a broken bed, maybe it was because he was so kind to her yesterday... or maybe it was because of what happened when she woke up in the middle of the night that made a blush appear on her face just from remembering it.

Hotch was fast asleep, something Cameron on the other hand was finding hard to do.

Their bodies were close, backs touching given the broken bed from Hotch's side.

Cameron had spent most of the night clinging onto the side of the bed to hold herself up away from him to not make him uncomfortable but gave up when her arms quickly became tired and was trying not to think about Hotch's strong back against hers when she felt his body tense suddenly.

She looked over her shoulder and saw him wiggling slightly in a deep slumber, having some sort of dream.

Her chuckle was held back at his uncharacteristically relaxed face, a small smile appearing on his sleepy lips that she was embarrassed to admit she kept glancing at.

She went to turn back to her side of the bed after a few moments of letting herself watch him sleep, feeling embarrassed at herself for giving into the feeling in her stomach but as she went to she heard him murmur something.