Rossi: So I Was Thinking-

AGRH I LOVE THEM SM OH MY FUCKING GODDDDD

okay so here's a prompt. Use whichever ship you think it will work for. "We are both terrible with horror movies and during a jump scare we accidentally smack each other in the face. “Oh shit your nose is bleeding!”

Bobbi’s hand closed around Fitz’s wrist for the third time, swallowing a gasp as her heart pounded faster. She would have been more embarrassed about the whole thing except she felt him tensing and heard his gasps each time the television belted out the sounds of another jump scare. 

“Christ,” she heard Fitz say under his breath. In any other circumstances, she might have laughed.

Except this movie was scary as shit and while she’d been putting on a brave face for the sake of her reputation, Bobbi was capital-s Struggling to hold it together. The only thing anchoring her to the couch was Fitz’s warm thigh pressed to hers and his ankle tangled with hers under the throw blanket they’d draped over their laps.

The girl on screen managed to dodge the killer and run up a flight of stairs to her would-be escape, but lo and behold there was an accomplice waiting for her behind a door. It didn’t matter that she saw it coming, the loud music combined with the girl’s scream made Bobbi jump and her arms came up to clutch at her chest.

Fitz jumped at the same time and they collided with an audible smack. Pain registered in Bobbi’s brain about a half a second before she felt it in her hand. She was confused until she heard Fitz make a noise and bring his hands up to cover his face.

“Oh, shit!” she gasped. “Fuck, I’m so sorry!”

“No worries!” Fitz managed out with his fingers pinched around the bridge of his nose. “Really, it’s fine. But maybe we should, er, turn the movie off?”

Bobbi snatched the remote and paused the film. She turned back to Fitz, mouth already forming another apology, but swore when she saw the drops of red on his shirt. “Oh, hell, Fitz! I made you bleed!”

Fitz groaned and leaned forward, spreading his legs with his elbows on his knees. Bobbi reached over for a box of tissues on the coffee table, swearing repeatedly as she offered him a few. “Aren’t you supposed to tilt your head back, not forward?”

“Common misconception,” Fitz said, his voice all nasally. “You actually want to lean forward to let the blood drain out. I’ll be alright, just gimme a minute.”

Bobbi groaned and rubbed her hands over her face. This was not the movie night she’d been envisioning. She’d invited Fitz over to get him out of the lab, to have a few beers and to maybe finally plant one on him like she’d been dying to do for weeks. Instead, she’d fucked it up by letting him pick a damn scary movie and now she’d made him bleed.

Good going, Barbara.

Fitz seemed to sense her despair because he lifted his head, bloody tissue still pressed to his nose. She knew he was smiling, not because she could see his mouth behind the tissue, but because she could see the way his eyes crinkled at the corners.

“Sorry,” he said. “I’m just not the greatest with horror films.”

Bobbi’s eyebrows furrowed together. “But you’re the one who picked the movie.”

Fitz turned pink from his ears down to his neck. God, he was adorable. “Well, yes. I thought, um, I thought maybe…” 

The stumbling only made him more adorable. “Thought what, Fitz?”

“I thought that, uh, well…” Fitz dabbed at his nose with the tissue and crumpled it up in his fist when he was satisfied that he wasn’t bleeding anymore. “Mack mentioned that you get scared with horror movies. I just thought if we were going to watch one together, maybe you’d get jumpy enough to need some, uh, comfort.”

Oh. Oh. Oh, Jesus Christ, he really was the cutest thing she’d ever seen. 

“You picked a horror movie because you knew I’d get scared and you wanted to hold me when I did?” Bobbi’s smile was so wide that her eyes squinted with the force of it. 

Fitz only seemed to turn more red. “It’s stupid. It’s dumb, I’m sor-”

Bobbi surged forward and grabbed him by the back of the neck to pull him in for a kiss. The angle was all wrong and she was pretty sure he got some blood on her, but the dazed smile on his face when they broke apart made it worth it.

“Not that stupid,” Bobbi said. “But next time, let’s just pick a comedy and call it good.”

“Yeah, yeah. Next time.” Fitz agreed eagerly, his fingers already weaving into her hair to pull her mouth to his again.

kidnapper: i have your child

hotch: which one i have five

kidnapper: the annoying one who won't shut the fuck up

hotch:

hotch: which one i have five

thinking abt her 24/7

spencer: i have a joke

derek: oh no

jj sighs heavily:

rossi lean back in his chair:

penny takes a deep breath:

hotch raise his tired gaze:

alex: why ar–

spencer: i only know 25 letters of the alphabet!

alex: this doesn't make sense, how do yo–

spencer: i dont know Y!

rossi leaves the room:

jj let out a sad laugh:

derek get up and leave with penny:

hotch gives spencer a slight smile and sighs before leaving:

spencer with a confused look: didn't you understand? it wasn't a good joke?

alex: no! it was.. great, spence, very, very.. well thought

yoyo: you hate everyone.

daisy: i know. it's the only thing that gets me out of bed in the morning.

aubrey, just getting home from work: what are you doing?

beca, standing on a table: this is my house, i can stand wherever i want in it

aubrey, rolling up his sleeves: where's the spider?

beca nearly crying: under the table.

emily wants to touch her so bad its getting sad you guys 😭

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dear lord emily–

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