𝓬𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 .ᐟ

13. faith in magic

Maeve's alarm resonates constantly under her pillow, she turns it off as soon as she manages to wake up, The girl rubs her eyes, still wearing the same clothes from the night before, explains why she slept uncomfortably, looks to her left, seeing Spencer's mouth down asleep.

They don't remember falling asleep after a make-out session. Spencer's hair looks disheveled, but with cute little curls on the ends, it was growing longer and longer, Maeve couldn't resist the urge to stroke his hair, sinking her fingers into the man's tresses and massaging his scalp, They're the same massages that bring Spencer awake when she felt those hands

His eyes widened, Maeve being the first thing he saw.

— Morning.

He says it in a natural way when he feels that the smile that the brunette gave him illuminated him at that moment.

— I'm sorry I woke you up, but we must work.

Spencer makes a face dipping the left side of his lip, Maeve kisses that exact spot before standing up.

— I'll make coffee.—She says.

The doctor uses Maeve's bathroom to wash up, or at least he tries to. Maeve doesn't have a guest room so having disposable utensils like a toothbrush, extra clothes and more wasn't something she counted on. Spencer repeats the same clothes from the day before and Maeve literally ran to the street looking for a new brush for Spencer, he said he didn't need it but Maeve already knew that just wearing dirty clothes ate him alive, making him keep his breath fresh It was the least that could be done.

Maeve and Spencer arrived early but were the last to arrive.

— The ray of sunshine of your lives has arrived. Maeve says as she walks over to her desk.

— García arrived an hour ago. — Morgan scoffs, and Maeve childishly sticks out her tongue at him.

Spencer deja su bolso en su escritorio y va directo a la cocina en busca de una segunda ronda de café.

— Good morning. — Spencer drops his bag on the desk and goes straight to the kitchen for a second round of coffee.

Squinting, Morgan senses that there is something in his physical appearance but can't remember it. He follows in his friend's footsteps and goes to the kitchen, Spencer was already adding sugar to his coffee.

—You know pretty boy. If it weren't for the fact that you were wearing a scarf yesterday, I'd say you're wearing the same clothes.

Spencer swears in his mind seeing that he noticed.

— MY MAN.  — Morgan says raising his hand as if he's compensating the boy for some accomplishment.

— I didn't sleep with anyone. —Morgan lowers his hand in disappointment when he hears his response.

Before he can say anything JJ arrives with a warning:

— Guys, Hotch wants to talk to us.

Both men knitted their brows together in confusion and followed the blonde. The rest of the team introduced themselves with Prentiss. After a quick welcome, Hotch informs of his possible replacement, and this could no longer be the honorary member of the team, as they have begun to strip him of certain positions, privileges and information, he was approved, like the team, but at Unlike them his position if he was in danger, Gideon insists that there is no better unit leader than Aaron Hotchner but his words at this moment do not make him feel that way.

Maeve feels her stomach turn. Something she sometimes overlooks is Maeve's quick reasoning and how she is able to put together a case in a matter of seconds when given the information. The case base that comes to her mind after Hotch's words is herself.