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Summary: You get sick and Derek looks after you

Derek stood in the elevator with Spencer, Emily and Rossi as Spencer rambled on about some film Rossi had been planning on watching that night. Spencer stopped as Dereks phone rang and they all looked towards him. ‘Sorry’ Derek reached down picking up his phone and smiling when he seen your name on the screen. ‘Hey’ He beamed picking it up as Spencer started talking again softer this time. ‘I’m on my way home now, you want me to pick up something?’ He asked and Emily raised her brows looking at Rossi who looked back at her a questioning look on his face ‘Der’ You grunted out.

Suddenly the smile dropped from Derek’s face when he heard your grunt of pain. His lips pulled together as did his brows his face overcome with worry. ‘Baby?’ That caused Spencer to stop speaking. ‘Yeah, would you mind picking me up from the Doctors’ You paused as another wave of pain hit you causing you to almost double over in the waiting room. ‘Wh-’ He began pressing the garage button consistently. ‘I’m fine, they’re just going to give me some painkillers and I’ll be okay’ You breathed almost through gritted teeth. ‘I just can’t drive’ You told him but the worry never left him.

You could almost feel it radiating through the phone. ‘It’s just cramps Derek, really bad cramps’ You told him in a hushed voice as the Doctor came out gesturing to you that they were ready for you. ‘They’re really bad this time?’ You grunted in agreement standing from the wooden seat you were on. ‘You’ll pick me up will you?’ You asked and heard him agree. ‘Thank you’ You muttered before hanging up.

Derek nodded. ‘You’re welcome Baby’ Derek muttered after you hung up. ‘Everything okay?’ Spencer asked him and Derek nodded. ‘Yeah, yeah’ He said absentmindedly. ‘My girlfriend’s just sick’ He tried to think of the Doctors office you normally went to when you were sick. ‘Woah, girlfriend?’ Emily’s ears perked up, she didn’t know he had a girlfriend. ‘Of a week’ Derek had the map up on his phone. ‘Who is it?’ Rossi asked. ‘Y/n’ He answered too preoccupied to even filter what he was saying. ‘As in Y/n that came to the Christmas party with you? As a friend?’ Emily raised her eyebrows and Derek looked up when he found the Doctors Clinic. ‘Yeah, its new but we’ve been friends for years’ He nodded.

The ding echoed through the elevator and Derek’s head snapped towards the doors. ‘See you Monday’ He nodded to the others as he rushed into the garage towards his car. ‘Tell her we send our love’ Rossi called after him and Derek waved at him climbing into his chair.

You leaned back in the chair your head a little fuzzy from the drugs you had been given. You smiled as Derek walked into the room his eyes finding yours. ‘Der’ You smiled standing up opening your arms for him. He chuckled and smiled striding over to you and wrapping his arms around you. ‘You alright?’ He asked taking your face in his hands his brown eyes searching your face. You nodded. ‘I like your eyes’ You smiled leaning into him. ‘We had to give her some pain killers for the pain but she should be okay, a little sleepy when it wears off’ The Doctor told your boyfriend and he nodded. ‘And thirsty. I’m thirsty’ You complained softly completely leaning on him now and he chuckled.

The doctor smiled slightly. ‘They do that to you’ He nodded and Derek chuckled when you snuggled into his neck. ‘She may be sick once or twice’ Derek nodded as he smoothed your hair holding you to him. ‘Yeah, she was last time’ He nodded. ‘I’ve dealt with this a few times’ He muttered pressing a kiss to your head as you giggled. ‘I love you’ You looked up at him your eyes wide taking in the perfect man that was Derek Morgan. ‘Thank you for looking after her’ He shook hands with your Doctor and he nodded. ‘Thank you’ You beamed at him. ‘I’ll have to come back for this more often’ You told him and the two men laughed as Derek lead you out the door.

Whatever you had been given had worn off by the time Derek got you home, the pain was only a soft twinge every now and then but the fuzzy feeling was too. ‘Thank you for that’ You muttered as Derek lead you towards his flat. ‘It’s not the first time I’ve helped you with this, I’m just sorry I was in work when the worst of it began’ He looked down at you and tucked you under his arm. ‘It’s okay’ You closed your eyes stumbling slightly. ‘You should have called me when the pain got bad’ He scolded half halfheartedly 

You shrugged wincing slightly. ‘Is it back’ He instantly flew into a panic and you shook your head. ‘Just normal now’ He opened his flat and turned scooping you up into his arms. You giggled and laid your head on his shoulder as he kicked the door closed with his foot. You closed your eyes feeling sleepy. ‘I’m going to put you to bed’ Derek told you and you hummed content.

A moment later you felt something soft under your back and you opened your eyes as Derek pulled off your shoes. ‘You’re coming back right?’ You asked as he covered you up’ Derek nodded and leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. You smiled closing your eyes again. ‘You want to change out of them clothes?’ He asked and you felt something drop on you. You cracked one eye open and seen a half naked Derek above you with a soft smile. ‘Thank you’ You muttered and he chuckled leaning down to kiss you again.

You had just finished changing into Derek’s shirt when he came back. ‘What’s that?’ You asked with a yawn looking at his arms. ‘Chocolate, a hot water bottle, tea, ice cream and bananas. everything you need’ You pushed yourself up into a sitting position as he carefully laid everything on the nightstand. He picked up the cover over you and laid the fluffy hot water bottle on your stomach. ‘I cancelled our reservation’ He told you as he unbuckled his jeans. 

Your head snapped up. ‘No, I’ll sleep-’ You were cut off by another yawn. ‘-this off and we can go’ You told him but he just climbed over you pressing a kiss to your lips and then climbed under the covers beside you. ‘I rescheduled for tomorrow, don’t worry baby, you rest’ You opened your mouth to protest but he just took your face in his hands.

You blinked. ‘I don’t care about a dinner, or rescheduling, you’re tired and sore and you’re not going baby’ He picked up the chocolate and offered you some and you smiled taking a square. ‘And if you’re sore tomorrow I’ll cancel again’ You smiled slightly and rolled your eyes before sliding down in the bed laying your head on Derek’s chest. ‘You can turn on the TV if you want’ You muttered taking another square of chocolate. ‘Ice cream?’ A tub of your favorite ice cream appeared in front of your eyes and you turned pressing a kiss to his firm muscles. ‘Thank you’ You muttered and he turned on the TV.He slid down wrapping his arms around you helping you eat the tub of ice cream.

The heat on your stomach had helped with the cramps and the food he had supplied you with was helping you too. ‘Thanks Derek’ You muttered as you wrapped your arms around his torso. ‘You’re my girlfriend, it’s my job to look after you when you’re sick’ He muttered kissing the crown of your head as you closed your eyes snuggling into his warm body. ‘I like that, I’m your girlfriend’ He chuckled. ‘Not like you gave me much choice’ You nudged him softly as he began to play with your hair, something that made you sleepy.

You smiled kissing his chest again. ‘Go to sleep Baby’ He whispered giving you a slight squeeze. ‘Mmmmmmmm’ You snuggled into him. He readjusted the hot water bottle against you as he turned down the TV a little. ‘Oh and Baby?’ You cracked open your eye slightly looking up. He was smiling down at you. ‘I love you too’ He told you and you smiled tilting your head back. He got the hint and leaned down giving you a slow passionate kiss.

You leaned back pressing two kisses to his neck and and glanced up at him again. His brown eyes were focused on you, his plump lips were pulled into a smile and his muscled chest shining under the light. ‘Love you’ You muttered as your eyes closed as you couldn’t keep them open any longer. Your last thought was how glad you were to have such a perfect boyfriend who took care of you, no matter what.

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Title: A Cozy Night In

(Spencer x reader x Derek)

The BAU had been relentless for the past few weeks. Case after case, the team was feeling the strain, and you, Spencer Reid, and Derek Morgan were no exception. So when the team finally got a weekend off, you jumped at the opportunity to relax and unwind at Spencer’s apartment.

The three of you had grown incredibly close over the years, forming a bond that was deeper than friendship. You were a tight-knit trio, often teasingly referred to as the “dream team” by the rest of the BAU. Though there were occasional jokes about who your favorite was, you loved both Spencer and Derek equally, each bringing their own unique charm and comfort into your life.

Friday evening arrived, and you found yourself standing outside Spencer’s door, arms laden with bags of snacks and a couple of DVDs. The plan was simple: a movie marathon and a night of pure, unadulterated relaxation.

Spencer answered the door with a soft smile. His eyes lit up when he saw you, and he quickly stepped aside to let you in. “Hey, (Y/N). Come on in. Derek’s just getting the blankets ready.”

You stepped inside and immediately felt the warmth and coziness of Spencer’s apartment. It was filled with bookshelves and comfortable furniture, making it the perfect place to unwind. As you made your way to the living room, you could hear Derek’s deep voice from around the corner.

“Come on, Pretty Boy, do you really need all these blankets?” Derek teased, though his tone was affectionate.

“Of course we do,” Spencer replied earnestly. “We need to be comfortable if we’re going to watch movies all night.”

You laughed at their playful banter and entered the living room to see Derek spreading out a mountain of blankets and pillows on the floor. His muscular frame contrasted sharply with Spencer’s slender build, but they both had a look of determination on their faces as they set up the perfect movie-watching nest.

“Need any help?” you offered, setting the bags down on the coffee table.

Derek grinned at you, his dark eyes twinkling. “You just sit back and relax, (Y/N). We’ve got this covered.”

Spencer nodded in agreement, already focused on arranging the snacks. “We want you to be as comfortable as possible.”

You couldn’t help but feel a swell of affection for both of them. They were always so considerate, always looking out for you. It was one of the many reasons you adored them.

Once everything was set up, the three of you settled into your cozy nest. Spencer, ever the organized one, had created a meticulous list of movies to watch, starting with a classic: "The Princess Bride."

As the movie played, you found yourself sandwiched between Spencer and Derek, their presence a comforting reminder of how lucky you were to have them in your life. Derek’s arm draped over your shoulders, his warmth radiating through your side, while Spencer leaned against you, his head resting lightly on your shoulder.

“You know,” Derek said softly, his voice rumbling pleasantly, “it’s nights like these that make all the hard work worth it.”

Spencer nodded, lifting his head to look at you both. “Agreed. It’s nice to just be able to relax and spend time together.”

You smiled, feeling a deep sense of contentment. “I couldn’t agree more. I don’t know what I’d do without you guys.”

The movie continued, but your mind drifted, basking in the simple joy of being with two of the people you loved most in the world. You couldn’t help but reflect on how special your relationship with Spencer and Derek was. It wasn’t always easy, balancing the dynamics of a three-person relationship, but the love and support you shared made it all worthwhile.

As the night wore on, the three of you talked and laughed, sharing stories and memories. Spencer, ever the genius, regaled you with fascinating facts and trivia, while Derek’s infectious laughter filled the room, making you feel light and carefree.

When the second movie started, you found yourself growing drowsy, the combined warmth of the blankets and the comforting presence of Spencer and Derek lulling you into a state of utter relaxation. You shifted slightly, nestling closer to Spencer, who responded by wrapping his arm around you.

Derek chuckled softly, his hand gently stroking your hair. “Getting sleepy there, (Y/N)?”

You nodded, unable to suppress a yawn. “Yeah, it’s been a long week.”

Spencer’s voice was soft and soothing. “Why don’t you rest for a bit? We can pause the movie if you want.”

You shook your head, smiling sleepily. “No, keep it going. I’m just happy to be here with you guys.”

Derek leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “We’re happy to have you here too, (Y/N).”

The three of you settled back into a comfortable silence, the sound of the movie playing in the background. As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but feel incredibly grateful for the love and support of Spencer and Derek. They were your rock, your safe haven in a world that could often be chaotic and unpredictable.

In that moment, with Spencer’s arm around you and Derek’s hand in yours, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together. And that was more than enough.

Title:Domestic Possession

(Had an idea, wrote about it, i have no regrets.

Derek morgan x fem!reader)

Derek Morgan was known for his confidence, his charm, and the undeniable magnetism that drew people to him. Working at the BAU, he'd seen the worst of humanity, and it only made him treasure the good parts even more. That's why when he found someone special, he held on tight. And you, without a doubt, were the most special part of his life.

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, and the two of you had decided to spend the day exploring the local farmer’s market. Stalls were bustling with vendors selling fresh produce, handmade crafts, and a variety of delectable treats. You walked hand-in-hand, laughing and talking, enjoying the normalcy that days like this brought amidst the chaos of Derek’s job.

Derek had a way of making you feel like the only person in the crowded market. His presence was commanding, his laughter infectious. As you stopped to admire a display of flowers, he stood close behind you, one hand resting on your hip, a casual, possessive touch that was more comforting than anything else.

You picked up a bouquet of wildflowers, their bright colors vibrant against the backdrop of the market. "What do you think of these, Derek?" you asked, turning to show him.

"They're beautiful," he replied, his eyes not leaving your face. "But not as beautiful as you."

You blushed, a warmth spreading through you at his words. Derek had a way of making you feel cherished, loved, and his words always carried a weight of sincerity that was impossible to ignore.

As you were about to pay for the flowers, you noticed a man standing a few stalls down, his eyes lingering on you a bit too long for comfort. His gaze was intense, appraising, and it made you feel exposed in a way you didn’t like. You shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore him and focus on Derek.

Derek, ever perceptive, noticed the change in your demeanor immediately. He followed your line of sight and saw the man who was staring at you. A flicker of annoyance crossed his features, quickly replaced by a determined glint in his eyes.

Without a word, Derek moved closer to you, his hand sliding around to your lower back, pulling you into him. His grip was firm, possessive, and undeniably protective. He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke, "You're mine, sweetheart. Don’t ever forget that."

The sensation of his breath against your skin sent a shiver down your spine. You turned your head slightly to meet his gaze, finding his eyes dark and intense, filled with a mixture of protectiveness and desire.

The man who had been staring at you seemed to get the message loud and clear. He looked away quickly, clearly uncomfortable with the silent confrontation. Derek’s presence was enough to send a clear warning without a single word being exchanged.

You let out a small breath of relief, feeling safe and secure in Derek’s embrace. You paid for the flowers, and as you turned back to Derek, he was watching you with a look that made your heart race. There was something about the way he looked at you that made you feel like the most precious thing in the world.

"Thank you," you whispered, standing on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek.

Derek’s grip on your hip tightened momentarily before he let his hand slide up to cup your face, pulling you in for a deep, possessive kiss. His lips were warm and insistent against yours, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that you were his.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in a comfortable haze of laughter, affection, and stolen kisses. Derek’s possessive touch never strayed far, a constant reminder of his love and protection. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the market, you found yourself grateful for the man by your side.

Back at your apartment, as you put the flowers in a vase, Derek came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. He nuzzled your neck, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

"You know," he murmured, "I don't like when other guys look at you like that. Makes me want to remind them who you belong to."

You turned in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. "I don’t need reminding, Derek. I know who I belong to. And I wouldn’t have it any other way."

His eyes softened, and he leaned in to kiss you, slow and deep, pouring all his love and possessiveness into that single kiss. When you finally pulled away, you were breathless, your heart pounding in your chest.

"I love you," he said, his voice rough with emotion.

"I love you too, Derek," you replied, knowing that no matter what, you were safe in his arms.

Send requests if you want something else, i write for all genders but i dont do smut

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Title:"Partners in Every Sense"

The air in Quantico buzzed with the usual hum of activity. The Behavioral Analysis Unit (BAU) was bustling as always, agents moving with purpose, files being handed off, and the ever-present sound of the espresso machine in the break room trying to keep everyone running on caffeine and determination. Derek Morgan sat at his desk, skimming through case files, his sharp eyes flicking over details with practiced ease. He was in his element here, surrounded by the intricate puzzles that made up human behavior.

But today, something was different.

Agent Y/N L/N had just joined the team. She was a legend in her own right, having made a name for herself in the FBI’s Hostage Rescue Team. Her transfer to the BAU was the subject of much discussion. Known for her unparalleled marksmanship, tactical prowess, and an uncanny ability to read situations, she was as intimidating as she was effective. The rumors didn’t do her justice, though; she was even more formidable in person.

Morgan looked up as the door to the conference room opened. There she was. Her presence was magnetic, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. She was tall and athletic, with piercing eyes that seemed to miss nothing. She carried herself with the confidence of someone who had faced down the worst humanity had to offer and come out victorious.

"Agent Morgan," she greeted, extending a hand. Her voice was calm and steady, a perfect match for her composed exterior.

"Agent L/N," he replied, taking her hand in a firm shake. He couldn’t help but notice the strength in her grip, a testament to her physical training. "Welcome to the BAU. Heard a lot about you."

"All good, I hope," she said with a faint smirk, the hint of a challenge in her eyes.

Morgan chuckled. "Mostly. You’ve got quite the reputation."

"Reputations are just stories," she replied, her gaze unwavering. "I prefer to show what I can do."

Over the next few weeks, Y/N seamlessly integrated into the team. Her insights were sharp, her strategies flawless, and her ability to take control in the field was nothing short of impressive. She and Morgan found themselves working closely on several cases, their skills complementing each other perfectly.

One particularly challenging case had them tracking a serial arsonist who was escalating in both frequency and severity. The team was spread thin, and Morgan and Y/N were partnered up to follow a lead in a remote area.

As they drove through the winding roads, the tension in the car was palpable. Not because of any friction between them, but due to the gravity of the case. They both knew how high the stakes were.

"You ever think about what you'd be doing if you weren't an agent?" Morgan asked, breaking the silence.

Y/N glanced at him, a small smile playing at her lips. "Not really. This job... it’s in my blood. What about you?"

Morgan shrugged, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Same here. Hard to imagine doing anything else."

Their lead took them to an abandoned warehouse, the perfect hiding spot for someone who didn’t want to be found. As they approached the building, Y/N's senses were on high alert. She signaled for Morgan to follow her lead. They moved silently, their years of training evident in every step.

Inside, the warehouse was a labyrinth of old machinery and forgotten debris. They split up to cover more ground, each moving with the precision and caution of seasoned agents. As Morgan rounded a corner, he saw a flicker of movement. Before he could react, a figure lunged at him, knocking him to the ground.

The struggle was brief but intense. Morgan managed to get the upper hand, pinning the assailant. It was the arsonist, his eyes wild with desperation. Just as Morgan was about to cuff him, a second attacker emerged from the shadows, aiming a weapon at Morgan.

A shot rang out.

Morgan looked up to see Y/N standing there, her gun smoking, the second assailant dropping to the ground. She moved with swift efficiency, securing the scene and ensuring there were no more surprises.

"You okay?" she asked, her voice steady but laced with concern.

"Yeah," Morgan replied, catching his breath. "Thanks to you."

They exchanged a look, one that spoke volumes. In that moment, there was a mutual respect and understanding that went beyond words. They were more than just colleagues; they were partners who had each other’s backs.

As they drove back to headquarters, the adrenaline still pumping through their veins, Morgan couldn’t help but feel a deepening admiration for Y/N. She was everything he valued in a partner: smart, fearless, and utterly reliable.

Over the next few months, their partnership grew stronger. They became a formidable team, their synergy in the field unmatched. Off duty, they found themselves drawn to each other in a way that was both exciting and unexpected.

One evening, after a particularly grueling case, they found themselves alone in the gym, working off the stress. Morgan watched as Y/N hit the punching bag with a series of precise, powerful blows. He admired her focus and determination.

"You're pretty amazing, you know that?" he said, walking over to her.

She paused, wiping sweat from her brow. "You’re not so bad yourself, Morgan."

He grinned, stepping closer. "No, I mean it. I've worked with a lot of agents, but you... you’re something else."

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes softening. "Thanks, Derek. That means a lot coming from you."

There was a moment of silence, charged with unspoken feelings. Then, with a confidence that mirrored her own, Morgan closed the distance between them, his hand gently cupping her face. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned into his touch, their lips meeting in a kiss that was both tender and filled with the promise of something more.

From that night on, their relationship evolved, deepening into something neither of them had expected but both were eager to explore. They were still the same fierce agents, but now, they were also something more: partners in every sense of the word. And together, there was nothing they couldn’t face.

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includes: Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Luke Alvez, and Derek Morgan.

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sucking and fucking bigdick!Luke

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Luke rubbing your sensitive clit

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Sucking Derek off

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✸ Derek Morgan x Fem! Reader | Derek is down bad !

The BAU team loved to tease Derek Morgan, especially when it came to you. It had become a running joke—every time you walked into the room, all eyes would subtly shift to Morgan, and knowing smirks would be exchanged.

"Hey, Morgan, how's your girl?" Garcia would tease, winking at you.

"She's not my girl," Derek would insist, trying to sound nonchalant as he flexed his muscles. "I'm just keeping an eye on her."

Reid would chuckle, adding, "Yeah, keeping an eye on her every time she moves.

Even Hotch and Rossi would share amused glances, enjoying the show. It was all in good fun, but you couldn't help but notice how Derek's bravado would falter slightly under the scrutiny.

One afternoon, you were working on paperwork, your brow furrowed in concentration. "Hey, Derek," you called, not looking up from your desk. "Can you grab me a coffee?"

Derek, who had been lounging casually, shot up so fast his chair almost tipped over. "Sure thing, Y/N," he said, already halfway to the coffee machine.

The team burst into laughter, and Emily snorted. "Yep, totally not in love," she teased.

Derek shot her a look but couldn't help the smile tugging at his lips. He returned with your coffee, placing it gently on your desk. "Here you go," he said, his voice softening.

"Thanks, Derek," you replied with a smile, feeling a warmth in your chest at his attentiveness.

As he walked back to his seat, trying to maintain his cool demeanor, the team continued their playful ribbing. "Down bad, honey, down bad," Farcia joked, earning a round of chuckles.

Morgan rolled his eyes, but he couldn't deny the truth any longer. As much as he tried to play it off, every time you asked for something, he couldn't help but respond instantly. You had him wrapped around your finger, and everyone knew it—even him.

HE FELT IT DAY AFTER DAY BY YOUR SIDE AAAAA

Heartbreak

Derek Morgan x Reader

A/n: I'm no writer but I wanted to give it a try. I've also never really been in love so take the love analogies with a grain of rice. Hope you enjoy! :)

Warnings: angst/fluff, mentions of grief and death, hardly proofread, I think that's it but let me know if I'm missing something

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“You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it.” —Unknown

Derek Morgan was positive he knew what heartbreak felt like. Heartbreak and the BAU went together like the mood and the tides. He’s seen the effects firsthand. The anger, the depression, and everything else in between. Day after day, week after week he watches heartbreak and it never gets better.  

He can still remember his first experience with the phenomenon. He was hit the day his dad died. People always describe the feeling being as simple as its name. A physical crack in the chest cavity that contains the heart. In his case, it was more like the entire muscle being forcefully ripped out. The pain was immeasurable and all-encompassing. Every inch of his body ached to the point of exhaustion. Absolutely nothing could compare.  

Heartbreak is sourced in different ways: Breakups, deaths, rejections just to name a few. Derek never wanted to go through heartbreak in any capacity, so he’s cruised. There were no serious relationships or commitments outside the BAU, just to play it safe. Heartbreak can’t reach those who build extensive layers of armor around the vessel.

Everything was going well until he met you.

It was impossible for him to shut you out. Derek’s frequented the same gym for years. They had everything he needed and the change of scenery from the FBI was nice. He’s had the same routine for years yet the process abruptly stopped the second he laid eyes on you, sitting behind the front desk with the warmest smile he’s ever seen. From there he was a goner.

The occasional run-in turned into movie marathons on a rare off day before completely blossoming into a full-fledged romance. Derek’s never been one to believe in love at first sight. Hell, he hardly believed in love, so it was utterly confusing when the metaphorical hole in his heart started to swell at the thought of you. No matter what he did his mind always returned to you. The way you spoke to him, the way you cared for him after a rough case, the way you smelled, his thoughts were completely filled by you. 

The days were longer, the nights were kinder, and the job was more bearable. Soon, the constant fear and anxiety that plagued him evolved into comfort. He no longer feared heartbreak. He didn’t wonder who would be the next person to destroy his happiness because he knew you would never even dream of it. You who held him after a nightmare. You who always understood his schedule. You who distracted him from the horrors of his profession. You who loved him, you who he fell in love with. Suddenly, warmth flooded his chest accompanied by a staggering realization. Love isn’t a concept you convince yourself is there out of fear of being alone. It’s not just a word. And it’s not some other-worldly experience that takes over a life. Love is feeling at ease with someone. Love is being able to rely on someone without worrying about ulterior motives. Love is what he felt for you. 

Derek Morgan was positive he knew what love felt like and he felt it day after day by your side. 

HE FELT IT DAY AFTER DAY BY YOUR SIDE AAAAA

Heartbreak

Derek Morgan x Reader

A/n: I'm no writer but I wanted to give it a try. I've also never really been in love so take the love analogies with a grain of rice. Hope you enjoy! :)

Warnings: angst/fluff, mentions of grief and death, hardly proofread, I think that's it but let me know if I'm missing something

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“You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved, and you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it.” —Unknown

Derek Morgan was positive he knew what heartbreak felt like. Heartbreak and the BAU went together like the mood and the tides. He’s seen the effects firsthand. The anger, the depression, and everything else in between. Day after day, week after week he watches heartbreak and it never gets better.  

He can still remember his first experience with the phenomenon. He was hit the day his dad died. People always describe the feeling being as simple as its name. A physical crack in the chest cavity that contains the heart. In his case, it was more like the entire muscle being forcefully ripped out. The pain was immeasurable and all-encompassing. Every inch of his body ached to the point of exhaustion. Absolutely nothing could compare.  

Heartbreak is sourced in different ways: Breakups, deaths, rejections just to name a few. Derek never wanted to go through heartbreak in any capacity, so he’s cruised. There were no serious relationships or commitments outside the BAU, just to play it safe. Heartbreak can’t reach those who build extensive layers of armor around the vessel.

Everything was going well until he met you.

It was impossible for him to shut you out. Derek’s frequented the same gym for years. They had everything he needed and the change of scenery from the FBI was nice. He’s had the same routine for years yet the process abruptly stopped the second he laid eyes on you, sitting behind the front desk with the warmest smile he’s ever seen. From there he was a goner.

The occasional run-in turned into movie marathons on a rare off day before completely blossoming into a full-fledged romance. Derek’s never been one to believe in love at first sight. Hell, he hardly believed in love, so it was utterly confusing when the metaphorical hole in his heart started to swell at the thought of you. No matter what he did his mind always returned to you. The way you spoke to him, the way you cared for him after a rough case, the way you smelled, his thoughts were completely filled by you. 

The days were longer, the nights were kinder, and the job was more bearable. Soon, the constant fear and anxiety that plagued him evolved into comfort. He no longer feared heartbreak. He didn’t wonder who would be the next person to destroy his happiness because he knew you would never even dream of it. You who held him after a nightmare. You who always understood his schedule. You who distracted him from the horrors of his profession. You who loved him, you who he fell in love with. Suddenly, warmth flooded his chest accompanied by a staggering realization. Love isn’t a concept you convince yourself is there out of fear of being alone. It’s not just a word. And it’s not some other-worldly experience that takes over a life. Love is feeling at ease with someone. Love is being able to rely on someone without worrying about ulterior motives. Love is what he felt for you. 

Derek Morgan was positive he knew what love felt like and he felt it day after day by your side. 

Store Worker *over the loudspeaker*: Would Aaron Hotchner please come to the front desk?

Hotch, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker: *points to Spencer and Y/N*

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Spencer and Y/N: We got lost :(

Hotch: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Emily: I’ve accidentally indulged in to much ‘me time’

Emily: Turns out, I’ve been reported missing for six months and presumed dead by most local and national authorities.

Emily: .......

Emily: I hope they make a Buzz Feed about me.

Spencer: You're the love of my life, my best friend. I would do anything for you.

Y/n: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a descent sleeping schedule.

Spencer: Absolutely not.

Cat: You're in Spencer's DM's, I'm in his police report

Cat: We are not the same

Spencer: I've been struggling with drug use after being kidnapped and nearly dying.

The team:

Derek: are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Emily: i'm the knife

Jj: *from across the room* she's the little spoon

Emily: i can't find my pen. are you sitting on it again?

Y/n: no.

Emily: stand up.

Y/n: i don't want to.

Emily: why?

Y/n: *mumbling* because i'm probably sitting on your pen 😔

Request are open!

I have never written with requests before, so please be lenient with me!

From today on, I'm open to requests, so I'll leave you below the fandoms I write for. Also, I wanted to inform you that I write for characters I don't know, but it might take me a little longer as I need to research them!

Fandom i write for:

Twilight

Marvel

Harry Potter/Marauders

Divergent

Fandom i know:

Hunger Games

Resident Evil

The Walking Dead

Criminal Minds

Chicago Med

Maze Runner

And many more!

HELLO !!!

Ok can we talk about how there is literally zilch fanfics or imagines for Derek Morgan like this king deserves sooo much more

Like just look at him ahhh, anyone have any recommendations for Wattpad story’s I’d really appreciate it. Have a Lovely day 💞