mine: derek and jennifer

  • Someone: How are you?
  • Me: I'm fine :)
  • Inner Me: Okay I just wanna know how Garcia knows how to spell every name the team tells her to search ??! Like I can barley spell my own name some days ??! And she just knows how to spell any given name handed to her ?!!! Names have so many different spellings and she ??! always guesses the right spelling?!! I wi..sh.,.
Sweetest Thing

The bell above the door rang, catching your attention from wiping the front counter of non-existent crumbs. A grin encompassed your face as you caught sight of the pair crossing through the doorway.

“Well, if it isn’t my two favorite profilers,” you greeted to Emily and JJ, loudly enough that Derek and Spencer, who were a few feet behind them, could hear.

The two women exchanged a sly smile as they knew how much you loved riling up the latter. As predicted, Derek started laughing.

“Nah, mama, come on. You know who your favorite of the team is,” he ended with a wink in your direction.

You started pulling out plates for your four favorite customers, because, truth be told? You loved them all so much. When you opened up your bakery, Sweetest Things, over a year ago, they quickly became regulars. Well, regular enough with how often they leave town for their job.

“Yeah, yeah,” you rolled your eyes at Derek’s comment. “Now, what would you guys like tonight?”

JJ’s eyes lit up as she went to look at the pastry selection you had, with Emily following quickly behind her. You could hear the two making comments and jokes while you turned to face Derek and Spencer, who were conversing quietly, but seriously, by how straight faced Spencer was.

Speaking of Spencer…he was your favorite. You’d never tell the group, of course, but you had a crush on Spencer as soon as he came through the door, following everyone in. The resident genius was full of facts that might seem boring and useless, but you loved. He was passionate about everything you two talked about, ranging from the shows you both enjoyed to books, which he could talk about for hours. You loved seeing how excited he would get, falling deeper for him as he talked.

Seeing how deep in conversation Derek and Spencer still were, you went over to help Emily and JJ, lamenting the loss of the others who couldn’t join tonight.

Spencer glanced at you as you were laughing with JJ over Emily’s inability to commit to a man other than Sergio while Emily pretended to be shocked and hurt.

“My feelings for her are growing, Derek. I have no idea what to do. She’s such a great, kind person and I don’t want to bring her into my world. And that’s assuming she even feels the same towards me. Let’s say I do ask her out, and she does say yes. That doesn’t mean happy ever after, and you know it. You saw what happened with Hotch. He and Haley weren’t even together anymore when…”

Spencer trailed off in thought when Derek put his hands on Spencer’s shoulders.

“Listen, kid,” Derek began, “we’re profilers. I can tell you for a fact that Y/N has feelings for you. If you don’t believe me, then we can ask Emily, JJ, Hotch, Rossi. Hell, even Penelope would agree and she’s the technical analyst. Y/N’s crazy for you. As for the danger of our job? That’s a price we all have to pay. But we can all protect her if that’s what has to happen. You can’t just spend all your time living in fear. You need to act on your feelings. Y/N’s a great girl, and if you keep waiting, you’re going to lose your chance. Ultimately, the choice is yours, but I’m telling you—act on your feelings before it’s too late.”

Derek gave him a grim smile before walking off to join Emily, JJ, and you near the pastries.

Left alone for a minute, Spencer pondered his thoughts. He really did love Y/N, but who’s to say she felt the same? He glanced over at you and his choice was made for him when he saw you smile whole-heartedly at him before giving your attention back to the group and throwing your head back as you laughed loudly at a comment Derek made. He was going to tell you how he felt, and if it didn’t work out? Then he would at least still have your friendship. He wasn’t going to let the world and a chance at love pass him by.

Spencer walked over to join the group. “Hey, Y/N. Can we talk, privately?”

As soon as Spencer said ‘privately,’ you knew something was up.

“Sure, Spence,” you said lightly. Inside, though, you were nervous as all hell. Oh, god, you thought. He knows I have feelings for him. Of course he would, you thought. He’s a profiler for the FBI for God’s sake. His job is literally to psychoanalyze. Oh, god. He’s going to tell me he doesn’t feel the same and that I make him uncomfortable and that this friendship is over. Your thoughts were racing when Spencer began talking and you finally looked at his face and realized that his facial expression is mimicking your internal thoughts. He looks nervous as he starts.

“Y/N, listen. I just want to say that I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and I hope we can still be friends if you don’t feel the same. Just let me get through this,” he puts his hands up as you make to interrupt him. “I was entranced by your presence as soon as I walked through those doors. Your laughter is contagious and always makes me laugh and let loose after a tough case or when I’m feeling down. Your smile is the one thing I think of when I can’t sleep at night. Your eyes are the most beautiful color that I can imagine, and I find myself dreaming of them night after night. There’s no one else I’d rather talk to about Dr. Who or Sherlock Holmes. You’re intellectually captivating and your personality shines brighter than your smile. You’re funny and pure and amazing and I just want to tell you that I love you. I understand if you don’t feel the same way, but I just had to let you know because I don’t want to live my life without you. You brighten up my life and I don’t want to let that go.”

Spencer wrings his hands as he finishes his speech, searching your face for a sign that his feelings are reciprocated. You’re speechless for a minute, which gives him a bad feeling as he sighs and begins apologizing.

“No, Spence-Spencer. I love you, too. I just-I’m in shock? I didn’t expect you to feel the same. I actually thought you were going to tell me to leave you alone because I made you uncomfortable,” you nervously laughed.

“You what?” Spencer asked, eyes wide and mouth forming a smile.

“I um, I love you too,” you said shyly, looking up at him across the counter that was still in between you two.

The next thing you knew, his hands were reaching out to grab your face and pull you closer and his lips were on yours, softer than you could ever imagine. All too soon, it was over, but you were overwhelmed with the joy that was coursing through your body.

You were still lost in your thoughts and happiness while holding Spencer’s hand when you heard Derek whistle. You turned to look at the trio who were all eating their desserts, smugly smiling. You were just glad that there was no else in the bakery until you heard them all discussing bets and who owed who money.

“I had them for April,” you heard Emily say.

“Yeah, I said February,” JJ announced, “really thought Y/N would have done something. Like, bake him a cake with ‘i love you’ on it for Valentine’s Day.”

“Baby girl’s got it down, she’s the one that said July,” Derek said.

“Wait, wait, wait,” you interrupted, “you guys all placed a bet on when Spencer and I would get together?”

You were shocked, but the three profilers just laughed.

“You guys were so into each other, I’m surprised boy genius over here didn’t realize sooner that you were in love with him,” Derek said, smirking.

You glanced over at Spencer, who was blushing slightly and looking down.

“It’s okay, Spence. We’re together now,” you said, reaching up to kiss his cheek