The next morning
T.W. Panic/Anxiety attacks, Talks of Sexual assault.
"When I overthink the little things in my head
You seem to always help me catch my breath"
- I GUESS I'M IN LOVE Clinton Kane
The next morning I woke up with one of the worst headaches in my life. I drank my entire body weight in alcohol last night. My alarm wouldn't stop going off on my nightstand. I let out a groan and rolled over to turn it off.
I dragged myself out of bed and made my way to the washroom to get in the shower. I got ready for work, trying to ignore the hangover that I have. I walked into the kitchen to make some coffee when Harper came out of her room.
"How are you feeling?" I asked Harper
"Why is the world so bright?" Harper complained.
"You're hungover." I answered.
"Yeah and you're loud." Harper said.
"Drink some coffee, it will help your hangover." I said while pouring coffee into two to go mugs. I handed one to Harper. "Here."
"You are a godsend." Harper said while taking the coffee cup from me.
"We should leave soon." I reminded her.
"Okay Mommy." Harper said sarcastically.
We grabbed our clean go bags and walked out the door. We got into my car. I got into the driver's side while Harper got into the passenger seat. We threw our bags into the backseat. I started the car and the radio started to play Nasty by Arianna Grande.
"So what are we doing tonight if we don't have a case?" Harper asked me.
"Well I would have a date." I answered while pulling out of the parking lot.
"With who?" Harper asked while hitting me in the arm. "We just moved here and you're already going to get laid? Not fair." She said throwing her head back like a child having a temper tantrum.
"I can say who." I said while blushing just thinking about Hotch.
"OMG Y/n you are sleeping with our boss!" Harper started yelling right into my ear.
"I'm not sleeping with our boss." I defended
"You totally are. You blush everytime I mention his name and you are flustered right now." Harper profiled me
"Hey I thought we weren't supposed to profile each other!" I said to Harper.
"I'm not profiling you, I'm just observing." Harper defend.
"It's still profiling." I told her.
"So what you are saying is that I'm right." Harper said smugly.
"I'm sorry I can't hear you." I said as I turned up the volume of the radio.
"Asshole." Harper mumbled.
"I heard that." I said smiling.
"I meant it." Harper said confidently.
We continued the rest of the car ride just listening to the radio. Once we made it into the BAU Penelope ambushed us.
"What are you two doing this weekend?" She asked us right away.
"I don't have plans but I don't know about Y/n." Harper said smugly while giving me a look.
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Dirty Little Secret
FanfictionBest Friends since elementary school. Y/N and Harper were both top of their class in the Canadian Police Academy, until one day they got a call from the FBI, asking if they would join the Behavioural Analysis Unit. Harper had no second thoughts abou...
