Eternal | David Rossi

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The team woke up one by one, the jet getting close to their destination: home. And one by one they saw the cutest scene before them.

You were sleeping on Rossi, your head on his shoulder, hand across his abdomen. The cutest part was Rossi was also asleep. His head was set atop yours, a hand wrapped around yours that was laying on his stomach. You two were cuddled together, completely out.

Derek chuckled quietly, "Could you imagine if Garcia saw this?"

JJ smiled and snapped a picture, "We'll get to see." She sent the picture to Garcia with a lovey emoji.

Emily hit Spencer on the arm to wake him up. He sat upright, "What?" She pointed to you and Rossi.

His face went from annoyance to awe. He smiled warmly, "She was tired." He knew you had trouble sleeping and was happy to see Rossi could get you to relax. Hotch poked his head out from where he was across from you two, giving everyone a stern look to shut up.

You stirred, feeling the eyes on you. Your face scrunched up and your eyelids fluttered open. Everyone looked away quickly, but you had saw a few of their smirks. You wondered what the problem was and then felt someone's head atop yours and a warm hand embracing your own. Shit.

You eyed looked across to Hotch, who didn't look up, "busy" with work. You moved your head and Rossi started to wake. His hand gripped yours tighter and he moved his head off of yours groggily.

"Dave.." you grumbled, keeping your voice low.

"What?" He asked, not at all keeping his voice down. You almost elbowed him in the ribs, but didn't want to draw even more attention.

"We fell asleep." You said.

Rossi scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion, "Yes?" Then he realized you two were all over each other. He looked up and saw the team sending you looks.

Derek couldn't keep his mouth shut for the life of him, "How was your nap?" You saw JJ elbow him, but he shrugged.

Rossi gave Derek a dark look, "Good." He was daring the man to say anything more.

Hotch decided to step in, "We'll land in 30 minutes." He looked between you two and you blushed.

You started to move, but Rossi kept you still. You looked to him, "Dave..." you whispered in a warning.

He pulled you closer to him as if you weren't close enough. "Go back to sleep, I know you're tired, y/n." You were still tired, but you were more self-conscious now. You looked at your phone as it dinged several times. All text from Garcia. Rossi looked as you opened the texts. Pictures of you and Rossi sleeping together popped up.

There were also several text messages below it:

YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE!!!

I'M FRAMING IT AND GIVING ONE TO ROSSI!!!

AHHHH COUPLE GOALS!!!

You glanced to Rossi and saw he was smirking. "I look good in those." You fucker.

You elbowed him, "I won't hear the end of it."

He broadened his smile, "I won't either." he looked to Hotch and you realized the dark-haired man probably would tease Rossi. It made you feel a little better. You glanced around the jet, wondering who had taken the photo. It was either JJ or Derek. Either or, you were gonna kill them.

Rossi tapped your thigh, "Vengeance later, bella. Go back to sleep." You bit your lip, sometimes hating how he could read your mind.

Realizing there was no point in hiding it- Hell, there was a picture of you two together, you nodded. You snuggled closer to him, this time laying your head on his chest and placing your hand on his thigh. His eyebrows shot up, not expecting you to sleep all over him. Then, he smiled softly and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to bring you closer. If you wanted to snuggle, who was he to decline?