Some oneshots of your favorites!
I write for:
- Avengers/MCU
- Criminal Minds
- Harry Potter
- Star Wars
- The Originals
- The 100
- Twilight
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I own none of these characters. All rights go to their respective creator:
- Stan Lee (Avengers/MCU)
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Youreally didn't want to spend your unofficial day off on the jet to a new case, but here you are. You look out of the window at the clouds. You lay my head against the window and close your eyes, trying to get some rest. You feel someone sit in the seat beside you and you peek to see who. Your heart speeds up when you see your fiancé, Spencer Reid.
"Are you okay, (Y/N)?" he asks, looking at you. You throw on a smile and nod.
"Yep, perfectly fine," you lie. Spencer looks at you and you can tell he doesn't believe you. "Spence, I'm fine. Truly." He looks like he's about to argue but lets it go. He opens the case file and looks it over. You lay your head back against the cool window and close your eyes again, falling into a restless sleep.
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"(Y/N), wake up. We've landed," a voice says, shaking you from my sleep. You look up into the eyes of Spencer and nod. You subtly wipe the sweat from your forehead, cringing at the heat radiating from your face. You stand up and grab your coat. You smile slightly at Spencer as he steps aside so you can get out of the seat. You go to grab your bag, but Spencer sets a hand on your shoulder, stopping you.
"What?" you ask, confused.
"I'll get it. It's only one bag." You pause, watching him as he grabs your duffle bag from the carrier.
"Are you sure?" He throws it over his shoulder and nods.
"Positive. Morgan is going to take the bags to the hotel while you and I go to the crime scene." You chuckle and he raises an eyebrow. "What?"
"That's why you took my bag. Morgan has to carry them anyway," you tease. He blushes.
"Maybe, maybe not." You laugh, walking off of the jet. You climb into one of the SUVs and watch as Spencer hands your bags to Morgan. Spencer then climbs into the driver's seat beside you.
"Ready to go?" He nods, putting the car in drive.
"Yep." He pulls out onto the highway and you head toward the crime scene.
"Why didn't Hotch wake me up y'all were going over the case?" Spencer glances at you before taking an exit.
"He said you needed the rest." You swallow. Obviously, you're not hiding your cold very well.
"Hm. Well, I'll be sure to thank him. Do you mind if I turn up the music a little?" Spencer shakes his head and you turn up the radio, bobbing your head slightly to the beat. You feel your throat start to tickle and you turn your head, coughing as quietly as you can into your shoulder.
"Are you sure you're okay, (Y/N)?" You nod, pretending your chest didn't just explode with pain.
