Eternal | David Rossi

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TW: Flashbacks, panic attacks, sexual harassment.

You woke up next to a warm body, a strong arm wrapped around your waist. You shifted, rolling over to face the person.

You came face to face with Rossi, still fast asleep. You smiled, scooting closer to him and nuzzling into his chest. He mumbled something in his sleep, his arm tightening around you.

You snuggled as close as you could to him. You were unbelievably cold. He felt you move and his eyelids fluttered open. You were still nuzzling into him, trying to warm up.

His hand came up and brushed the hair out of your face, "Everything okay?" He looked at the alarm clock, seeing it was going to go off in an hour for work.

You mumbled into his chest and he frowned, "What?" You breathed in deeply before turning your face to the side so you weren't muffled by his chest.

" 'm cold." Rossi heard you this time and pulled you closer into him, his leg entangling with yours.

"I can fix that." He kissed your temple, running his hands down your arms, trying to warm you up.

"Mm..." you hummed, tucking your head into the crook of his neck.

He placed his palm on your forehead, checking your temperature, "You're a little warm. You might have a slight fever, y/n."

"I 'ont care.." you mumbled into his neck.

"I do." He pulled away from you and you whined in a pitiful protest.

" 'ave..." He slid out of bed and you were left in the bed alone. You huffed, not feeling any better now that he was gone.

A few seconds later and he was crawling back into bed with one of his sweaters. You opened your eyes when he tapped you cheek, "Put this on."

You groggily sat up and he pushed the sweater over your head. He helped your arms through the holes and you laid back down.

He slid in next to you, pulling you close to him again. You hummed, snuggling into him as he wrapped his arms around you.

" 'hat if you 'et sick..?" You asked.

Rossi smiled softly, "I don't care. Go back to sleep, I'll speak with Aaron in a bit." You mumbled something, but tucked your head into his warm chest.

Rossi ran his fingers through your hair, trying to soothe you back to sleep. You tilted your head up and kissed his jaw before settling back into his chest.

He smiled, burying his nose into your hair, inhaling your sweet scent.

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The next time you woke, you were still in bed, but Rossi was gone and sunlight was filtering in through the sheer curtains on the window.

You blinked away the blur in your eyes, rubbing your face. You sat up in bed, wondering where Rossi was. Eyes wandering to the nightstand, you saw a note.

You picked it up.

Went to police station. When you feel well enough- to my standards- come in. -D

You sighed. Damn, he must've talked with Hotch about your slight fever. You did feel a little warm, but also cold, like you had chills.

You were still in his sweater and you lifted it up in your fingers, breathing the intoxicating scent in. It smelled of his expensive cologne and settled your throbbing headache.

Knowing if you went into work right away, Rossi would only send you back so you decided to at least wait a few hours.

You decided on taking a shower first. You went into the bathroom, pulling off your clothes and stepping under the stream of hot water.