[𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃]
𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬: 𝐉&𝐏
"You know kissing is much more safer then shaking hands-" He whispers to me but she cuts him off, very much annoyed by his presence.
"Ok Mr-"
"It's Doctor." He rolls he eyes. Maybe the feeling...
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Reunions
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Yeah yeah...You're lucky you get to cover it up!"" He complained and I smiled at him.
"Guess I went a bit overboard." I told him, fixing his tie on his suit. I patted his upper chest once I was done, and ruffled his hair a bit.
"I love it when your hair is like that." I told him, and he smirked hovering over me.
"I know that you do." I blushed.
"Maybe I should stop wearing lipstick, it will just end up smeared on your face." I said, letting my thumb slowly slide across his bottom lip. He watched mesmerized, as I dragged it across, wiping off the makeup.
"Mmm, I don't know. I like it better that way." He smirked. I send him a look, and he shrugged, making me smile.
"You did bring a scarf with you, right?" I asked.
"Yes, that is in my bag, which is right where Derek is sleeping." He answered, sighing.
"Okay.. you know what? I'll get it for you." I said, and carefully walked outside.
My eyes travelled across the room, but everyone was fast asleep. The bindings from the windows were closed, summoning darkness on the jet.
I approached Morgan, who seemed to be a light sleeper.
I carefully took the bag in my hands, and opened the zipper. I searched through it, till I found a purple scarf.
I closed it, and turned around, but someone grabbed my hand.
Damn my luck.
"What are you doing Nat?" Derek asked.
"Oh um, Spencer asked me to get something from his bag." I said, hiding the scarf behind me.
One of his eyebrows were raised, and his glance questioned the validity of my statement.
"Sure.." He said, letting go of me. I turned around, but got stopped once again.
"You missed a spot. Never in my life would I think that Pretty Boy would be this freaky." He said, which made me cover my mouth, trying to hold in my laughter. A coughing fit arose, and I had a deja vu from the first day of our last case.
"Need a glass of water? He sure did make your throat go dry." He said jokingly, and I almost run out of the room, my hands holding my face, and he laughed for a good few seconds.
I entered the bathroom, where I saw Spence standing there, trying to fix his jacket on the mirror.
"Come on." I said, taking his hands on mine. I straightened the fabric, and put the scarf on.
"Much better." I said, and we walked out of the bathroom, for the first time on a while. I was exhausted, so we walked to one secluded area, with a tiny couch. He sat on the inside, and we tried to get comfortable there, get some sleep.
