Eternal | David Rossi

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"You okay, Lil Mama? You're walking weird." Derek said rather loudly as you walked into the bullpen with your messenger bag across your torso.

Spencer looked up from his paperwork-filled desk, quirking an eyebrow. You huffed, "Mind your damn business." Rossi came out of the elevator after you, a triumphant look on his face, his walk confident. Derek looked between the two of you. You leaning back in your chair, rubbing at your eyes; Rossi with a cheerful smile as he stepped into the bullpen.

Derek chuckled, "Rough night, huh?" Spencer's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what Derek was getting at.

You threw a pencil at Derek, "Shut up." Derek held up his hands as Rossi stepped by your desk, his bag in hand.

He greeted Derek and Spencer, "Good morning."

Derek smirked, "Good mornin' it is." He gave Rossi and you a knowing look.

Spencer pouted his lips, "Morning, Rossi." Derek laughed at Spencer's clear confusion. Rossi rolled his eyes and squeezed your shoulder before disappearing, a wink sent your way as he went into his office.

You looked to Derek, giving him a harsh glare, "Not. A. Fucking. Word."

Derek smirked evilly, "Zip it. Got it."

"Zip what?" Emily asked as she walked in with her bag, setting it down by her desk.

Derek laughed, "Y/n and Rossi had a little fun-" you threw a file at him and he frowned, but shut up.

Emily looked over at you and then smiled, "Ah." You blushed and shook your head. "How was it?" She asked casually.

"I'm not answering that." You grumbled and Derek laughed.

"Knew it!" He cheered triumphantly.

You rolled your eyes, "I love how you're so into my personal life instead of your own."

He shrugged, "Yours is oddly interesting."

You scoffed, "What's that supposed to mean!?"

Emily rolled her eyes, "Shush you two— sound like bickering children." You two shut up and she smiled, leaning closer to you, "So, how was it?"

You instantly blushed and turned away, shaking your head. "Anybody need coffee?"

Spencer looked up, "Yes. Please." You smiled and stood up, walking to the coffee maker and pouring you and him a cup. You set it on his desk and sat down. You looked up as you took a sip of your coffee.
Derek and Emily were both smirking.

"Uh... what?"

Derek laughed and shook his head in amusement. Emily smiled, "It was that good, hm?"

Your face flushed red, "What?"

Emily rolled over to you, "Babe, you're walking like you just got railed. Hard." You choked on your coffee, swallowing quickly.

"Em!" You squealed.

She shrugged, "I'm only the messenger. The whole team is made up of profilers, they're gonna notice, y/n."

"Fuck me..." you grumbled.

"Rossi's got that covered." Derek muttered and you shot him a glare, causing Emily to laugh light-heartedly.

You were about to scold him when Hotch stepped out of his office with Garcia, "We got a case. Round table." He ordered and went straight to the conference room, popping in Rossi's office on the way. You sighed and stood up, stretching your arms. Derek and Emily went up first, Spencer trailing behind. You walked after them and Spencer walked in step with you.