Criminal Minds Imagines

It's not space I need *Derek Morgan* || Smut

I can't say that I'm not proud of my boyfriend for always risking his life going up against those serial killers, but sometimes I just want him for my own because it all gets too hard in waiting and waiting for me to come above his job.

"Does it always have to be like this?" I ask as he packs his 'go bag'.
"You know I can't do anything about it. It's my job."
"Ok." I honestly don't like my answer either. I don't want to be that needy girlfriend. Things were so easy in the beginning, but i feel that more I spend time with him, more i fall in love, and the more i fall in love, more I want to spend time with him. It's shit, and i know he wouldn't be him if he wasn't so dedicated to this job, but i just want him to stay here at least two whole days. It's all i ask. To fall asleep next to him and to wake up beside him.

I see him sighing and i feel that he wants to come closer to me,but his phone rings again.
"I'm sorry, I really have to..."
"Go. It's ok,they need you." I nod crossing my arms staying in the door frame.
"I love you." He kisses my cheek and leaves.
So there he goes. He just got home late last night and now he leaves again.
So i take my time to get ready to go to my job as they woke him up so early. It's freaking 6am now.

Job keeps me busy and so I'm grateful for it, after the job i go to buy some groceries for the dinner. I clean the apartment and as i cook i feel my phone buzzing.
*Y/n, we're going to have some drinks at your favorite club. Meet us? It's a little girls' night.*

I look at the text message of one of my work friends and text Derek to see if he's coming home tonight. I wait ten minutes and see i get no reply, so i take a shower and put on a black dress I really like. Derek still didn't text me back, so i decide to join the girls.

Even when I'm with the girls, i wait for Derek to text me back.
"That phone is a buzz kill. Give it to me." My friends takes it and turns it off.
"Noo, I'm waiting for a text." I whine and i feel the alcohol slowly taking over myself.
"No, you're here with us and you won't kill our buzz with your little sad face. Now come on, let's have some more drinks." She says keeping my phone in her bag.

After a few more drinks i even forget about that phone and i start having fun with these girls, they start with the work gossip and it amuses me.
So after hours pass I finally decide to go home.
I sloppily unlock the door and something about the door makes me laugh.
"Oh my god, y/n. Where were you? I called you, I texted you. Where is your phone? And why didn't you answer to any of my calls?" I hear Derek's voice so loud in my ears.
"I was out with Y/f/n, don't be so dramatic, we just had a few drinks."
"You had me so worried. When i got to the club your phone last pinged and didn't find you there I thought i was losing my mind. I thought someone kidnapped you. God, woman,don't you ever do anything like this to me."
"You what? You had Garcia search for me? You actually did- why can't you just be normal?" I ask starting to get mad, the drinks probably taking the wheel of my words.
"Y/n, you know the responsibility that comes with this job? I always worry something bad could happen to you. Don't you ever leave and not tell me where you are." He says himself getting a little but angry too.
"What? Derek, that's stupid. I'm a grown woman, I don't need rescue. I was just out with the girls. I don't have to tell you everything. Y/f/n turned off my phone cause all i was thinking about was if something wrong happened to you because you didn't reply. You're always gone, and now that i missed a few hours you start with this charade?! Do you even hear yourself? You actually started a searching party for me... "

At this point all the alcohol is running through my brain. I'm pretty mad and not sober enough . I just can't believe he actually had Garcia search for me.
"Ok, I admit i was a little bit out of line-"
"A little bit? You were the one who didn't reply in the first place, you're always gone and I can't even remember when was the last time we spent a whole day together. I'm always worried about you, I'm always wondering if you actually come home in one piece and I do this once. I'm not home once, and you have the FBI looking for me."
"I'm sorry." He says and i can tell he means it but I'm too mad for some reason. I want us to have a normal relationship, not one that involves the FBI every single minute.
"Yeah..." i roll my eyes and go the the shower.
He follows me but i lock the door because i have an extreme need of privacy.
As i get out of the shower i see him laying on the couch watching me.
"So this is how you want to play it?" He asks as i pass him by.
"Derek I'm not playing anything. I'm mad."
"Well you know what Y/n, I'm mad too. All i do is care about you and you treat me like shit."
"I don't need you to fucking call Garcia to track my phone, ok? One time. One time I don't reply and you get all agent like. You NEVER reply. You don't get to be mad, because I'm actually the one who always worries. Every single day you're out there and I can't do anything to see where you are or check to see if you're safe. For the past two years I've worried every night you didn't come home. You come late and leave early."
"I'm sorry, ok? I am, but this is my job. I can't do anything about my schedule."
"I know, that's why I think it would be better if we'd part ways." I'm shocked at my words too. He furrows his brows.
"I understand. I'll give you some space then." He says and i can feel his voice break.
"Yeah, you do that." I can't seem to feel any emotion in my voice.
"Yeah." He goes to the door and i watch him not moving a muscle. He handles the door and glares at me, but I'm watching him, standing still having wrapped around me just a towel.
"Fuck this." I hear him cuss slamming the door shut and suddenly i feel my back pinned against the wall. He shoves his tongue in my mouth and my arms snake around his neck involuntarily. I open my eyes and gasp staring at his lustful black eyes. I cup his face and pull him closer, his hands gripping my waist lifting me up. My legs wrap themselves around his torso and i can feel my heartbeat increasing. His hands travel under my butt squeezing it and i feel moans escape my mouth as his kisses ravish me.
He carries me to the bed not saying a single word, keeping his mouth locked on mine. He throws me in the soft bed, getting rid of the only piece of material that was barely covering myself.
"Fuck I've missed you." He growls looking at me. He takes off his top and i bite my bottom lip looking at his abs. It always turns me on watching his perfect Greek god body. He smirks coming closer to my lips teasing me as he brushes them against mine. I moan feeling my breath so heavy, every single cell in me needing him. He moves his lips down my jaw to my collar bone, kissing my neck, leaving love bites and wet trails that send shivers down my spine. I arch my back not able to resist him anymore. I want him.
He slips his hand between my legs and i close my eyes feeling so blissful. I feel so wet as he circles his way around my clit and worships my nipples like he was born for it.
Derek goes down on me and I love the way his tongue makes me feel.
"Oh my god Derek." I moan looking at him between my legs. How stupid was I to think I need space from him? He's everything I need in my life.
"Babe, I need you." I can't take the playing around anymore. "I thought you needed space." He smirks looking at me. I take my legs off of his shoulders and straddle his lap.
"I think you didn't hear me loud enough. It's not space I need right now, it's you." I wrap my arms around his large shoulders and whisper that in his ear.