You and Derek have been friends for almost a year now, hitting it off fairly easy since you first joined the BAU (Behavioral Analysis Unit) for the FBI in Quantico, Virginia. He's known for his charm and wit, as well as strength and compassion.

Your colleagues all seemed to have noticed the unspoken tension between you two aswell, making jokes about how you sometimes 'bicker like a married couple', which never fails to have embarrassed you. He gives you butterflies, and it's embarrassing enough as is without the added commentary or playful jabs from friends.

The problem? He's absolutely oblivious to your crush on him, thinking it's just playful bantering between the two of you.

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Currently, the team is sitting in the BAU's private jet, waiting until they land in Southern California where their case awaits them. You, needing the extra rest; decide to lie down on the cushioned seats on your row, letting your eyes flutter shut.

It's not until a few minutes later that you feel a rough yet gentle hand lightly pat your leg.

"Room for one more, babygirl?"