26. warmth (derek morgan & penelope garcia)

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"mmm, you're warm." penelope slurs and derek chuckles, shifting the arm that's wrapped around her so it rests more comfortably on her hip.

"uh-huh." he says, stumbling a bit as she lets out a giggle and leans against him with more of her weight. "and you're drunk."

"barely!" she says, stumbling again, and he catches her.

"baby girl, you're not even walking in a straight line right now." he laughs and she gives him the most incredulous look she can muster, given the circumstances.

"i can too." she humphs, and he raises an eyebrow.

"oh, yeah? prove it."

she pushes his arm off and he crosses them, watching amusedly as she takes exactly two steps before tripping over her own feet and nearly having her face meet the floor. he huffs out a half laugh, half noise of alarm, and catches her just in time.

"see?" he teases, "what did i say?"

"whatever," she mutters, pulling his arm around her waist, "just don't let go. i get cold."

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