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"you're so cute"
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Heather passed out on the couch on their way back to Quantico, her back facing the group of profilers as they spoke about their case.
But when they landed, Heather felt someone shake her shoulder. "Let me sleep." Heather whined which made Morgan chuckle as he stood behind Spencer who kept trying to wake her.
"Pink." Morgan says which made Heather huff as she sat up, glaring at the two men. "Do you hate me or something?" Heather questions which made Spencer shake his head.
"Let's go inside." Spencer says as heather rubs under her eyes, Spencer and Morgan walking behind the blonde to make sure she didn't fall over.
"Do you need a ride home?" Spencer questioned softly as they sat in the SUV, Heather nodding softly. "Please." She says as she leant her head against his shoulder.
Even though the blonde had done that action many times before, this time it felt as if his heart stopped this time.
Morgan turned to the backseat as Hotch drove, grinning at Spencer's flustered face and the sight of Heather asleep.
"Hey!" Spencer whisper shouts as Morgan pulled out his phone, taking a photo of the duo. "Garcia needs to see this." Morgan says with a chuckle at Spencer's wide eyes.
Hotch couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he listened to Morgan and Spencer bicker back and forth quietly, as to not wake up the bubbly blonde.
When they approached the federal building, they pulled into the garage. Heather was awake, her keys in her hand.
"Give them to me." Spencer says as he holds out his hands, the keys decorated with the large amount of keychains clicking together.
"Good night you two." Morgan says teasingly, Spencer's ears turning red while Heather shook her head with a smile.
The blonde sat in her passenger seat, Spencer starting her car and peeling out of the garage. It was around that time for there to be nightly traffic, so there they were, sat in heavy traffic.
"Thank you for driving me home Spence." Heather says softly as she pulled her legs up, turning to face the man.
"It's no trouble, really." Spencer says shyly, his cheeks burning. Spencer continued to stare ahead, feeling her stare into the side of his face.
"I think you're really pretty." Heather says softly, almost timid, afraid of his response. "W-What?" Spencer questioned as he turned to the blonde who looked down at her lap.
"You're really pretty, Spence." Heather says as she finally looked up at him, the traffic now at a complete standstill.
The man turned towards the blonde who tried to gauge his response, but the taillights prevented her from seeing his true reaction.
