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Luke confessing his love for reader during a screaming match/fight after confronting an unsub went wrong and reader being confused as to why he's telling them that now

faltered

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; after you put yourself at risk, once again, luke finally snaps but the argument doesn't go in the way you expect.

warnings; fluff, angst, love-confession, happy ending, not proof-read

notes; is this proof-read? hell nah, is it good? honestly, anyone's guess, i am so so so so so bad at writing characters being angry because i just... honestly forgive people WAY too easy and i can't stay mad at people for long. i can probably count on one hand the amount of times i've actually been mad so this was a little experiment for me. and honestly, this little request/ask/whatever had me inspired and i wrote the dialogue last night and then finished it today so here is my little drabble/1.3k word one-shot about this scenario

“What the hell were you thinking!” Luke raged as he closed the hotel door behind him. You clenched your jaw, turning back to glare at him. You couldn’t believe this.

“I saved her life!” You snapped back as you looked up at him. He scoffed, throwing his hand up to gesture at your wound.

“Look at your face! You put yourself in the line of fire unnecessarily,” He argued back. You stared at him, in complete disbelief.

“I did what I thought was right,” You said, voice still loud but not quite shouting at him this time. You could feel the rage bubbling and you felt guilty enough that you didn’t need Luke shouting at you like your cheek hadn’t been slashed open.

“You knew that wasn’t the right call,” He responded, crossing his arms over his chest. You turned around briefly but his words stopped you in your step. You turned to face him.

“I had to do something!” You raged, anger jumping back to the surface within seconds.

“And letting the Unsub get you was the way of doing that, huh?” He questioned, venom lacing his tone. He couldn’t believe you had been so reckless and you didn’t understand why Luke cared so much.

“Yeah! I needed her to get away and if that meant I got hurt, oh well because she’s alive!” You argued, throwing your arm out as you spoke. Luke shook his head, disbelieving.

“No, we had a plan. You put that plan in jeopardy!” His voice raised at the last word, anger morphing his features. It would have bothered you if you weren’t equally as fired up, “If JJ hadn’t been there, you’d both be dead!”

“JJ was there, Luke. So, don’t give me this shit!” You shouted back before you turned around and grabbed your to-go bag. You wanted to get back to the team. You weren’t even sure why you let Luke come with you. Maybe you thought he’d be a comfort but he wasn’t. Of course, he wasn’t. You should have known.

“And what if she hadn’t been, huh?” He asked, voice levelling out as he stepped towards you. His arms still crossed over his chest.

“It doesn’t matter,” You retorted as you glanced over your shoulder. You were stuffing your clothes into the bag haphazardly, hoping that you could just leave this alone. But Luke wasn’t willing to give up it seemed.

“Yes, it does!” He practically shouted and you threw your last piece of clothing into the bag before you whirled on him.

“Why! Why does it matter so fucking much?” You were at your wit’s end with him. You were in pain, you were upset and you didn’t need this, “I’m alive, I’m here, I’m part of the team still! Prentiss isn’t mad at me so what gives you the right!” You were shouting again, rage bubbling over as you stepped towards him. You met his gaze defiantly.

“Because I love you!” He shouted back and you fell silent. Luke’s face suddenly morphed from anger to regret and he stepped back. You just stared, the silence permeating between the two of you. You didn’t know what to say. You were speechless and you just stared. 

“What?” You asked softly. All the anger had flooded out of you like the plug pulled out of sink and all that was left in its wake was confusion.

“You put yourself in the line of fire, again,” He tried to swerve away from his confession, ignore it. He tried to go back to what the argument had been about but you cut him off;

“Luke,” You tried to say something but you words seemed to falter. He looked at you for a moment and you opened your mouth before you frowned, “What do-?” You wrapped your arm around yourself, stepping back from him.

“You-” Luke faltered for a moment before he tried to inject the anger into his tone, “That is the second time you’ve put yourself in the line of fire. You can’t-” But the anger seemed to falter again. You were looking at him with an expression he couldn’t read and his words hung heavy on his tongue. Your mind was whirring with thoughts and you were trying to pick them apart, make sense of something.

“Why would you say that now?” You asked. He had never heard your tone so soft and guilt reared its ugly head in his chest. But also, that familiar sting of rejection began to creep in.

“What? What do you mean?” He replied, frowning down at you. You sighed raggedly.

“You can’t just throw around a confession like that,” You mumbled. Luke stepped back again, his face fell and you wrapped your arms tighter around yourself. You didn’t know what to think. You had loved Luke for so long. That’s why you had trusted him to come with you to the room but this, this was unfair.

“I wasn’t trying to-” But you cut him off with a soft; “I know.” Realistically, you did know that he wasn’t trying to use it as a guilt trip but it still felt so cruel. Why couldn’t he have said it some other time? Why now?

“I don’t understand why you’re so reckless,” He said after a beat of silence. You scoffed.

“It’s not recklessness, it’s a calculated decision,” You responded, wanting to shut this argument down before it even started again. Your anger wasn’t clouding your thoughts anymore so you thought you might as well explain it to him, “I knew JJ was behind me. I knew she’d be able to catch him. We had the profile wrong and I realised that. I didn’t have a choice. He was about to kill her.” Your gut twisted as you held yourself tighter. The sting of the knife against your cheek was still so fresh to you. You were lucky.

“And you got hurt,” He responded. You shrugged.

“But we’re both alive and I’m not gonna apologise for doing what I thought was right.” You said simply. He nodded and he stepped towards you. It felt hard to swallow as you stared down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

“I don’t expect you to,” His words were a simple reassurance but it made you feel a little lighter. You sent him an awkward half-smile, mumbling;

“Good.” There was silence for a few beats before you took a deep breath. You just had to say it, “But for what it’s worth, I think I love you too.” It was Luke’s turn to be silent this time and he stepped towards you. There was quiet for a moment and you chanced a look up at him. The frown had been replaced with a cheeky smile and you rolled your eyes at him, turning to look away.

“Huh,” He let out, the smile turning into a smirk as he stepped towards you. He wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you closer and you let him. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you looked up at him. 

You knew what he intended to do and you were quick to put your finger against his lips, stopping him from leaning any further, “Don’t even think about it, Alvez. Take me on a date first,” You stated. A grin began to spread across your face and you wished you could stop it but you couldn’t.

“Then let’s go out tonight,” He suggested. You hummed in thought before you nodded and pulled him against you.

“Okay,” You said. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face as he pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly, “As long as you kiss me goodnight,” You whispered against his skin. He chuckled and nodded his head against your hair.

“I can do that.”

<3

Sub Luke is a needy boy

needy

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; when luke returns from a case, you can tell that he needs to relax and so you help him.

warnings; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+ pure smut, sub!luke, soft dom!reader, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it guys), luke being so so needy

notes; okay, this one-shot has been on my mind for fucking DAYS, like DAYS, i saw this ask like at the start of the week or end of last week, idk and i just had an idea but it has taken me so long to actually write it up, but i wrote it up and fuck, i love it. well, okay, love is a bit of an overstatement, i don't love luke's dialogue bc i'm struggling to get his voice nailed down but i did what i could, also the end is kind of rushed so might get edited at a later date but i can make no promises, i just hope you enjoy my absolutely sluttish thoughts on luke alvez <3

also it's like 3.2k words hehe

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You hadn’t expected Luke back so early but when you heard the front door close and Roxy bound towards it, you knew he was home. And it was just in time for dinner that you had cooked for the both of you. You had a container ready in case he didn’t make it but knowing that he had made you smile. You glanced over to see him walking through the living room and to the kitchen, Roxy at his side. He had a barely there smile on his face.

“Hi,” You said softly as he walked up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face in your neck. You leant back against him, stirring the pasta one last time before you covered it with the pan lid again. His hands rested against your stomach as listened to you breathe, feeling the rise and fall of your chest. You stayed quiet, leaning back against him, eyes closed. 

Sometimes he needed to just be with you and you were never going to deny him that.

“Missed you,” He muttered into your skin after a few minutes of silence. You tilted your head to the side slightly, pressing a kiss to the bit of his head you could reach.

“Missed you more,” You responded. He lifted his head up and looked at you. His smile didn’t reach his eyes and his shoulders were tense. He looked wound up and you tilted your head to the side slightly, “Was the case okay?” You asked cautiously. He shrugged. That was a no. 

But, rather than digging into it, you decided to let it go. You wanted him to relax for at least a little bit; so you asked him if he wanted to eat with you. He - obviously - did and so you plated up the meal before the two of you headed to the living room. You put on the TV and you sat and ate.

Roxy lay beside Luke and you felt the tension release in his shoulders the longer the three of you sat there. It was nice, to just be with him for a little bit but you were having some devious thoughts. 

He had been away for nearly a week on cases and you didn’t mind but you knew that he might need some attention. The tension in his shoulders, the tick of his jaw, the twitching of his hands all told you one thing, he was worked up but you wanted to help him relax now he was home. Who were you to deny that?

So, you slowly set your plan in motion. Little touches here and there, kissing his head and snuggling into him a little closer. You didn’t want to push him if he wasn’t up to it but you wanted him to feel loved. 

Eventually, you agreed to head to bed and while Luke went upstairs to take a shower, you put the dishes away and then sat with Roxy for a moment. You mumbled to her about her staying downstairs tonight and kissed her on the head before asking her to go to sleep in the dog bed. She followed orders and you kissed her head again, promising her that she could sleep in your bed in the morning.

Then you headed upstairs where Luke was still in the shower. A smirk spread across your face and you slipped your clothes off as you walked towards the ensuite. You slipped into the shower room and opened the shower door cautiously. Luke glanced back briefly, sending you a half-smile before you stepped inside. If he didn’t want you there, he would have said. So, it was time for your next play.

“Feeling better?” You asked softly as you came up behind him. You wrapped your arms around his torso, resting your head against his shoulder and he leant back into your touch. The tension had returned back to his shoulders but the soft patterns you ran across his stomach seemed to calm him down again.

“You’ve been so busy lately,” You mumbled against his skin, “You work so hard for me and I’m so proud of you, baby,” You whispered in his ear. He shivered against you, feeling your hand slip lower, towards his happy trail, “I need to know if you don’t want this,” You whispered. He was crumbling under your light touches and his eyes fell closed as your hand came to a stop at the bottom of his stomach. He let out a soft groan, “Use your words, baby,” You encouraged. You needed to hear him say it before you did anything.

“I want you,” He confirmed, letting his head fall back. You grinned against his skin and peppered soft kisses against the damp skin of his shoulder. The water was trickling down his front and you thought he looked so handsome. His hair was wet, curls sticking to his forehead and the tension was releasing from his shoulders as you moved your hand down to wrap around his cock.

He was still soft but with a few pumps of your hand, he was fully hard and desperate for you. He bit his lip, holding back a groan that threatened to spill past his lips as you moved your hand further down his cock. Your thumb flicked over the sensitive head, pre-cum leaking across your fingertip and you smirked.

“My pretty boy, you’ve been wanting this all week, haven’t you?” You whispered in his ear, continuing to tease the head of his cock. He nodded his head, letting out a breathy groan as you squeezed the tip. Then you wrapped your hand around his cock, sliding it up and down. The water made the movements slicker and the water against his front only added to the tantalising feelings of pleasure. 

“Couldn’t wait to get home to you,” He admitted as you continued to move your hand, manoeuvring your head to watch yourself, “I missed you so much,” He continued, “Missed your cooking and your laughs, I missed your hands on me,” He rambled. You chuckled softly, surprised that that’s what he was thinking about now. Clearly, you hadn’t broken him enough and so you slipped your hand away and to his hips. You tugged him back.

“Fuck,” He groaned at the loss of contact and let you maneover him so he was resting against the wall of the shower. You then slipped down onto your knees. The shower floor wasn’t the comfiest but you wanted to have him mewling for you. Luke was needy already and you were never going to deny seeing him fall apart for you. You wanted to know that you made him feel good. “Don’t want you thinking about anything but how good I make you feel, okay?” You asked, though it was more of a statement as you looked up at him. He nodded his head and you smirked, leaning forward and licking the underside of his cock. He groaned, his head rested back against the tiles as you used your hand to gently guide him into your mouth. You had missed the stretch of his cock and the moan that escaped his lips when you took him to the hilt. It was something you craved and the way he was crumbling now made it all worth it.

“God, carina. Make me feel good, that’s all I need, just need you, just want you,” He was already devolving into ramblings and you had barely done anything. He must have been really desperate and so rather than teasing him anymore, you quickly got to work. You moved your head up and down, hollowing out your cheeks and using your tongue to run across the veins of his cock.

Every few bobs, you lifted back to pay special attention to the tip. His moans only got louder the quicker you moved and his hands moved to grab something, for purchase but there was nothing. So, you grabbed his hand and dragged it into your hair. He groaned, tugging at your roots as you continued to move up and down. It was everything he had been needing and he quickly devolved into ‘oh, God’s and ‘please’s and ‘you’re so perfect’s and ‘you’re all i need’s and all the tension seemed to finally leave his body as you dragged him closer and closer to the edge.

Every kiss and lick to the tip of his dick and every groan you let out because of his grip on your hair brought him closer. And just as he was about to release, you pulled off. He let out a whine, a goddamn whine and you couldn’t help the smirk that spread on your lips. His eyes fell open as you continued to move your hand up and down his shaft, slowing the pace.

“Carina, don’t tease me,” He begged softly. You looked up at him through your lashes, “Let me be good for you, please, baby, please.” He was desperate to cum and you knew it. His whole body was wound up from being denied but you were going to make it worth it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to cum down my throat? You’ve been such a good boy, I thought I’d give you the choice. Down my throat, on my chest or inside me, hm? I don’t wanna tease you, baby. I’m sorry for teasing you,” You cooed up at him as you continued your movements. His eyes fell closed at your words, head falling back as he tried to gain some strength.

“I want you on the bed, baby,” He said between groans and you smirked. In all honesty, you’d hope he would say that and you clambered to your feet, giving his tip one last kiss before you pulled his face down to yours. It was the first proper kiss you’d given him since he’d been home and it was fuelled by every passion racing through your bodies. His fingers dug into the skin of your hips, hungry and desperate for any part of you. But you knew you’d get carried away if you weren’t careful and so you pressed your hand against his chest.

“I thought you wanted me on the bed? Come on, let’s get to the bed, hm? Then I can ride you,” You teased playfully. Luke was looking at you with lust-blown eyes, his hair was wet and messy. His hands desperate to paw any part of you, he was so desperate.

You switched the shower off and when you turned back, his hands were on you, dragging you into him. He was desperate, needy, his lips connecting with yours. His fingers gripping your hips as he sloppily kissed you. You were breathless, not expecting how needy he was. His lips trailed from your lips to your neck, licking and biting at the skin. His arms wrapped around you, pressing you against him. His cock was pressed between you and you could feel how hard he was but it didn’t seem to bother him. He just wanted to kiss you, devour every part of your skin and you couldn’t help the soft whines and groans.

“Luke, baby,” Your demanding voice faltered when he nipped at the sensitive spot in your neck. A moan escaped your lips and he moved his hands to paw at your ass, tugging you closer if that was even possible, “Fuck.” You had never seen him so needy before and it was making it hard to think straight. His lips moved from your neck down to your tits and he kissed down the valley between them before he took your nipple between his lips, “Baby, I thought- Oh God,” You tried to argue back but then his lips slipped down to your stomach. He left sloppy, wet kisses across your damp skin before he reached your cunt. His fingers moved to spread your pussy before he attacked your clit. His tongue flicked across it and you keened. Your head thrown back against the wall as you gripped his wet hair, fingers digging into his scalp.

“Oh my- Luke,” You whined as you pressed your head against the tiles, hips canting up into him. As much as you wanted to give him a release, you had never seen him so needy for you. The way his lips sucked on your clit and his tongue flicked over it while his fingers spread you apart as he ate you out like a man starved was something you had never experienced. He had never been this needy for just a taste of you and you didn’t have the strength to deny it.

“Taste so good,” He mumbled against your clit. He licked a strip from your slit to your clit before he took your clit into his mouth again. You were whining, keening, throwing your head back as your legs shook. He noticed how unstable you were and was quick to grab your legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he continued to suck and lick your clit. His thumb rubbing over your clit whenever his lips slipped down to your slit, collecting the slick that was leaking out of you. His thumb moved in rough circles as he looked up at you,

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” He asked, eyes blown wide, desperate for your praise. You nodded your head.

“You’re doing such a good job, baby. Do you want to make me cum?” You asked. He flicked his thumb over your clit, changing direction and you moaned his name, back arching away from the tiles, “You’re gonna make me cum. Be a good boy and do that for me, yeah?” You managed between pants. Luke quickly dove back in, his head between your legs, eating you out like a man starved. His lips on your clit as you keened. Your fingers tugging at his hair as his free hand moved to slip his thumb into your opening. Your walls contracted around him and he groaned.

His thumb crooked inside of you, hitting that spongy spot and between that movement and his lips on your clit, you came. Your head was thrown back as you whined and groaned and keened. You felt boneless as he led you through the orgasm. His lips eventually moving to kiss your inner thigh before he let you down. Your legs were shaky and he slowly stood up, supporting your hip.

“Did that feel good?” He asked, arm wrapped around your waist as he leant down to rest his forehead against yours. You were still panting, desperately trying to grapple any control you had back. Part of you wanted to give into him, you wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to you. Even when he was needy, he was a giver but you needed to grapple control back.

“It did, baby, but this was about you,” You let out after a moment. When you opened your eyes, he was frowning, “Don’t pout, it’s okay,” You insisted as you lifted your hand to his cheek, “You did good but I need to take care of you now, hm? Your cock is weeping for me and I want you to cum inside me, okay?” Your tone was soft but he knew there was no arguing with that. So, he nodded, not bothering to argue.

The two of you finally slipped out of the shower and neither of you really cared that you were dripping water across the bedroom. Luke was worked up and desperate for you so he didn’t care that your wet skin soaked his sheets.

He was more interested in the way you straddled his hips once you’d gotten on the bed. The way your head dipped down to press kisses along his pecs. His fingers dug into your hips, urging you to hurry up. He was so needy, practically begging you to fuck him and after the way he had eaten you out, it was hard to deny it. You had never seen him so needy and desperate for any taste of you. You wanted to savour the moment.

“Carina, please,” He begged softly, tugging at your hair to pull your head up from his chest. He was begging so sweetly and it was hard to resist, “I want to feel you, need to. Do you know how hard it is to be away from you? Please.” You smirked against his chest and you leant forward, kissing him sweetly before you grabbed his dick and lined him up with your entrance.

Considering the lack of prep, he slipped inside relatively easily. Your cum and the arousal from having him between your legs made it much easier and you were quick to bottom out. The whine that escaped you was music to Luke’s ears. Your head threw back as you moved your hands to rest against his chest, using him to support each movement up and down his dick. He couldn’t help the moans and groans that escaped his lips as you picked up speed. The orgasm that he had been denied quickly began to build up again. Every movement brought him closer.

“You’re such a good boy, so patient with me,” You continued to praise as you moved up and down him, leaning closer to his face, “You gonna cum inside me?” You asked as you continued to thrust your hips into him. Luke let out a groan as his head threw back, your hips moving faster against him. He was dangerously close and you knew it, “Come on, Luke. Cum inside me, I wanna feel you. I’ve missed you so much, not been able to cum properly without you. I need you to fill me up, baby, please,” You begged into his ear. You knew that he couldn’t resist it and as his hips twitched upwards into you as his release spilled into you.

You rode him for a minute longer before you were sure that you had bled him dry. Then you settled against his chest, dick softening inside of you as you pressed a kiss to his pec.

“I missed you,” You muttered softly. He moved his hand to thread through your hair, stroking your temple with his thumb.

“I missed you more,” He responded. You grinned, pressing another kiss to his pec before you let yourself settle against him properly. After seeing him so desperate and needy, you didn’t want to separate from him even for a moment. It wasn’t often that he was needy and submissive. Usually, when he got needy, he would be the one coaxing you into it, fucking you until you couldn’t see straight and kissing every inch of your skin. But sometimes you were lucky and you got to take control and hear every needy whimper from his lips as you teased and pleasured him.

“Y’know if you eat me out like that every time I take charge, I might have to do it more often,” You muttered against him, shifting your hips up to move up and down his dick just a little. He groaned at the feeling, “I’ll have to get Emily to send you away for longer. Love when you’re needy for me,” You added. Luke chuckled softly, his eyes falling closed.

“I always need you,” He responded and you hummed in response, “Love everything you do to me,” He mumbled. You grinned and pressed a kiss to his chest before you shuffled up. His dick slipped out of you and you groaned at the loss but then you pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips.

“Definitely gonna take charge more often,” You muttered. He grinned.

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Luke alvez gives the best hugs of the BAU team

i can do nothing but hard agree with this statement. it has been on my mind for days and i simply, merely, just want a hug from luke alvez of the BAU, that's all i want. my skin? clear. depression? cured. grades? flying high.

i think it would make me feel sane and so uhm, i wrote a couple of one-shots, they're like 300-500 words each but they have pulled me from the pits of the depression that was threatening to eat me up today.

so here they are

just a hug

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; luke gives the best hugs in the BAU <3

warnings; fluff, pure fluff, domestic fluff, brief mention of injuries, brief mention of reader having a bad day, luke being a mozzarella hater (disappointed in him)

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Some days were just worse than others and today was one of the days that was bad. You and Luke had been at work all day. It was paperwork day and luckily, you had managed to avoid going on a case. You were thankful for that, you knew that you might have had a breakdown if you had to go on a case. It was just one of those days and Luke noticed. He knew and the second that you got through the door into your house, he wrapped you up in a hug.

You didn’t expect it but the second that his arms tightened around you, all the tension released and you melted into him. Your arms snaked around him, nuzzling your face in his chest. He smelt like home and his strong arms grounded you to the earth as he rested his face against your hair. Your fingers dug into him as you just breathed.

“I’m proud of you,” He muttered. You let out a sob-chuckle before you lifted your head so that you could meet his gaze. You looked into his eyes and moved one hand to rest against his cheek. Then you connected your lips with a soft kiss.

“I love you,” You whispered against his lips. He grinned and kissed you again before letting you snuggle back into him.

“I love you too.” You never felt as safe as you did in Luke’s arms. It was the most soothing thing in the world for you.

-

The UnSub had managed to land a few punches on you as you had chased after him. Your face was bruised and bleeding but you were okay. You had caught the UnSub and he was at the PD but your face ached. The medic had cleared you but told you to ice your face which you couldn’t do until you had returned to the PD.

So, you decided to just sit in the car with a water bottle against your face, hoping that it would do something to stop the swelling. You watched from across the lot as the team discussed. Luke had caught your gaze a few minutes ago and sent you a sympathetic look. You tried to smile but it just hurt. He frowned.

You hadn’t expected him to come over but after he finished talking with the team, he appeared. He leant against the open car door and you looked up at him, annoyance written across your face but mainly cause you were in pain.

“How you feeling?” He asked. You gave him a look and he chuckled, “Okay, yeah, dumb question.” You rolled your eyes and placed the water bottle down onto the seat. It didn’t seem to be doing anything; all you wanted right now was comfort.

“Can I get a hug?” You asked. Luke’s hugs seemed always to make you feel a bit better. He and Garcia gave the best hugs in the BAU, hands down. So, they were your first port of call (and your closest friends) when you needed comfort. He chuckled and nodded. You stood up and wrapped your arms around Luke. He was still wearing the bullet-proof jacket but the hard material was somewhat comforting. He wrapped his arms around you, hand cupping the back of your head as you sighed.

“I’m impressed,” He stated. You scoffed and rolled your eyes but didn’t move from where you were nuzzled against him.

“Thanks,” You muttered, amused by his assertion.

-

You and Luke were sitting on Rossi’s couch. Everyone was a few drinks deep and drinks meant that you were touchy. Though, Luke didn’t seem to mind all that much when you cuddled into his side. You were talking about different types of cheeses and you were judging him hard for his dislike of Mozzarella. You honestly weren’t sure how you got onto the topic but it amused you. Tara joined into the conversation every few minutes but she was mostly distracted by Reid and Emily which left you and Luke blissfully alone to bicker about cheese.

His arm was wrapped around your waist, pulling you in and hugging you from the side. Usually, you would never admit that you liked having him close but you did. You and Luke were strictly platonic but sometimes, rarely, you thought about being more and moments like this when Luke was hugging you made you wonder how perfect your life could be.

“Told you, Mozzarella isn’t that good,” He mumbled against your hair, taking your silence as defeat. You let out a defiant scoff and shoved him playfully, pulling back. You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I was just thinking!” You bit back. He let out a teasing ‘uh-huh’ and you pouted. He rolled his eyes and gently tugged you back into him. There was only a moment of resistance before you let yourself fall back into him.

“You know I’m right.” You merely rolled your eyes at his assertion.

-

Luke - much to his dismay - woke up to an empty bed and he rolled over, rubbing his eyes as he tried his best to locate you. It took him a moment to hear you singing in the kitchen downstairs. Roxy was gone from the dog bed and relief filled his chest. You were still here and he let a smile spread across his face as he clambered out of bed. He slipped a pair of pajama pants on before padding downstairs and finding you making coffee in the kitchen.

You were singing your favorite song at the top of your lungs as you swayed your hips, waiting for the coffee to be done and filling up Roxy’s bowl. He couldn’t help but grin as he watched you from the doorway. You placed the bowl of dry biscuits down before you returned to the counter, not even realizing he was there.

It was adorable and he watched you for a moment longer before he decided to finally make his presence known. He said good morning as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. You tensed for a moment before relaxing. You tilted your head back.

“Hi, baby,” You said before you leaned over and grabbed a mug for the two of you. His arms snaked around you as he buried his face in your neck. He pressed a kiss to your neck and you giggled, resting one of your hands over his, “You sleep okay?” You asked. He nodded. The warmth of his back pressed against you was a soothing feeling. It made you melt back into him.

“Slept great,” He mumbled. You reached out for the coffee pot and he let his hands slip away from you which made you groan in annoyance.

“Hey, I was enjoying that,” You muttered as you looked back at him. You then turned back and began to pour coffee for the two of you.

“Payback,” He retorted and you scoffed.

“For what?” You glanced at him before finishing with both coffees. Luke had creamer in his coffee while you just put some milk and sugar. 

“Making me wake up alone,” He stated as he opened the fridge and began to pull out the supplies for breakfast. You scoffed.

“Yeah, yeah,” You rolled your eyes and once Luke had placed down the supplies, you grabbed his arm and tugged him so you could look at him. Then, you pressed a kiss to his lips, peppering a few before you settled back, arms still wrapped around his neck loosely, “You looked so pretty and peaceful. I couldn’t disturb that,” You shrugged. Luke chuckled, smiling bashfully as he met your gaze. He then pressed a kiss to your lips.

“I’ll make us breakfast,” He said. You nodded and pressed another kiss to his lips before you stepped back. You missed the feeling of his arms around you when you were away from him but you tried not to think about it too much.

<3

Luke doesn't have many hoodies but somehow during cases they all disappear one at a time. He doesn't suspect you at first because he might forget one or two at a hotel but after catching you in the act of stealing his hoodies he confronts you

i was in such a fluffy mood so i wrote this little one-shot, i think it came out SO CUTE, luke is just such a softie when he is friends with someone and AGHHH, i just love this!!

thief

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; you steal all of luke's hoodies like the good friend you are.

warnings; fluff, pure fluff, just happy luke being cute, it's a goofy little fluffy one-shot

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You were not a kleptomaniac. Or at least, that’s what you thought.

Then Luke started giving you his hoodies. At first, he was simply being a gentleman. If you were cold on a case and forgot a jacket, he’d give you a hoodie that he kept spare in his bag. Then you’d forget to give it back until you’d slip it back into his to-go bag after a few days.

You really tried not to be a klepto but it was hard when Luke’s hoodies were so soft. 

You often spent evenings in his hotel room, talking and theorizing about the current case and you’d inevitably put on one of his hoodies. He wouldn’t even notice you’d put it on and sometimes, you’d sneak into his room just to grab one if you were cold but didn’t pack anything warm enough. 

In your defense, you also tried to return them but at some point, Reid had clocked on to you sneaking hoodies back and you didn’t want him to blow your cover. So, you were growing a horde of Luke’s hoodies in your drawer at home. You weren’t complaining though because they were comfy, soft and you wore them constantly.

Little did you know, that you had left Luke perplexed because he didn’t understand where the fuck his hoodies vanished too. He preferred jackets over hoodies generally but as the months dragged on, he found himself constantly buying new ones because sometimes he just wanted a pull-over. They were comfortable and when he was taking Roxy on a walk and it was freezing, a hoodie was always the better choice.

But they were always gone.

At first, he didn’t suspect anything because even if they vanished for a few days or weeks, they’d suddenly reappear. Honestly, he just assumed that he wasn’t seeing it or he was being an idiot but then, he noticed it.

Whenever you stayed late, you were wearing a hoodie. You’d come out of your hotel room wearing a hoodie. Whenever you slept on the planes, you were in a hoodie. And not just any hoodie. His hoodies. He was sure of it. Though he had no proof.

That was until now. The team was heading out to the PD for another - no doubt - long day and you had said that you needed to grab something from your room (after Emily had commented about how cold it was outside). He decided to test his theory and he made up an excuse to head back to his own room - curious looks be damned.

And lo and behold, he watched as you walked into his hotel room. He couldn’t help but almost laugh at the absurdity. You both trusted each other with everything so he really didn’t care that you were going into his room but to steal his hoodies? He didn’t understand why you didn’t just ask.

He approached the hotel door but decided to wait. He heard you moving around and let out a soft ‘ah-hah’ when you discovered the hoodie he had been wearing last night on the armchair. You tugged it on and went back to the door, pulling it open.

Only to find an amused Luke Alvez on the other side. You stared at him, eyes wide and he tilted his head to the side slightly.

“Hi,” He said and you stared at him, the heat rushing to your cheeks. He had caught you in the act. How were you supposed to explain this? You were stealing your friend’s hoodies like a complete freak. You didn’t know what to say.

“It’s not what it looks like,” You were quick to splutter out. Luke chuckled as he looked at you with a curious gaze.

“It looks like you’re stealing my hoodies and not returning them,” He stated. You pouted, head tilting down slightly.

“Okay, maybe it is what it looks like but I can explain,” You attempted. Luke chuckled and he stepped back from the door.

“Go on,” He urged. He wanted to hear this and the grin on his face told you that at least he wasn’t mad at you. That was one positive.

“Your hoodies are really comfortable and you let me borrow them a few times. I always returned them and I want to return them but Reid started to notice me bringing in hoodies - that were not mine. So, I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea and so I’ve just been amassing a pile of your hoodies and I wanted to give them back. I really did but I didn’t know how and it had gone so far that I have like 6 different hoodies from the past few months in a drawer in my house. And like I trust you with my life and you have been over to mine so many times but how was I supposed to tell you that I’ve been stealing your hoodies? And it got too awkward, I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t know how you’d react and I didn’t think you’d notice and I just I’m sorry,” You muttered. Luke could see the way the anxiety sat heavy in your stomach and he shook his head in amused disbelief.

“If you wanted to borrow a hoodie, just ask,” He said. You looked up at him, a sheepish smile on your face.

“Can I borrow a hoodie?” You asked. Luke chuckled and nodded his head.

“Of course you can but we’re going back to yours after this case and I’m getting them back,” He stated. You nodded, resting your hands in the pocket of the hoodie. It was really comfortable and it smelt like him.

“They don’t smell like you anymore anyway,” you mumbled. Luke looked down at you, cocking an eyebrow and you just returned a sheepish smile to him. He had no words but he honestly just found it to be adorable. He had never known someone to steal hoodies but you had given him a lot of unexpected feelings and experiences so this just added to it.

“Come on, before they get suspicious,” Luke urged you to head back to the group in the lobby.

Luke sleeps like a starfish when he's alone. Taking up all the space in the bed without Roxy next to him but on a case you have to share a room with him. It only has one bed

okay, i wasn't entirely sure what ask to reply to since what i am about to give you is a combination of 4 (not 3 as i told you last night (whoops)) asks that you have sent in! i just kind of got carried away and this one-shot is just SO CUTE. i'm gonna leave the prompts i combined for this below and then there will be the one-shot

so please enjoy the chaos below

star-fishing

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; luke helps you clean up after a fight with an unsub.

warnings; fluff, SO MUCH FLUFF, one-bed trope, description of injuries (and cleaning them up), reader is down-bad for luke, a little bit of teasing and kissing

“Ow,” You hissed softly as Luke gently ran the cotton swab across your forehead. The Unsub had got you pretty bad but you had insisted that the medics didn’t need to clean you up. Which meant that Luke was doing it now. He was wedged between your thighs as you sat up on the hotel bathroom sink. The first-aid kit was laid out next to you but he was focusing on cleaning the blood from your skin for now.

The hand holding the cotton swab rested against your head as he swiped away the blood while the other had a hold of your face, keeping your head level. Luke was so close to your face. You could feel his breath fanning across your cheeks as you tried to decide what to look at. The heat was creeping up your cheeks despite your best attempts to keep your bubbling feelings at bay.

“Sorry,” Luke muttered, “I’m nearly done,” He added, briefly meeting your gaze before he returned back to the wound. There wasn’t much blood left so now he was doing his best to disinfect the wound. It wasn’t as bad as it had looked at first which gave him a sense of relief.

“I could have done it myself,” You said after a beat of silence. You couldn’t tear your gaze off his face. His eyes were boring into you and his hand was so warm against your cheek. You were sure he could feel the heat that had rushed to them but you tried not to think about it. He didn’t even notice as you admired his face.

His stubble had grown in a little since he hadn’t had the chance to shave and it somehow made that rugged yet soft look more prominent. His lips were so full and kissable. Every part of you wanted to just grab his face and snog him, fulfil the urge that had been clawing its way to the forefront of your mind for weeks. The feeling of his stubble and his lips pressed against yours would make it so easy to forget everything, you were sure of it. But you had to fight the urge.

You and Luke were friends. That was all you had been and probably all you would be.

His cheeks were slightly red from the heat of the bathroom and his chest was resting so close to yours that you could feel the heat radiating off him. His skin was so warm, you could have melted into him. Your hands always seemed to run cold and you desperately wanted to shove them underneath his hoodie to warm them up but you didn’t. It was unprofessional and he would complain about feeling cold himself.

You averted your gaze from his face, letting your eyes rove over his shoulders and down his arms. Even in the hoodie, you could see how built he was. But Luke wasn’t like the other muscular guys you had known. Usually, they were arrogant and the muscles were purely for vanity. Luke’s at least served a purpose outside of boosting his ego. 

But what confused you was how gentle he was despite the muscles. When you first met him, years ago, you had expected him to manhandle you. If you got hurt, you expected him to be frustrated but he was always so gentle. All the strength he held turned to softness and he held your face so gently as he took care of you. It was so disconcerting and it was far from what you were used to when it came to men but it made you feel safe.

Luke made you feel safe.

That was probably why you spent so much time around him. It was easy to be around him because he was such a teddy bear when he wasn’t trying to do his job. It made it easy to talk to him. He was so easy to talk to and you didn’t know how to deal with the feelings that he gave you. You had told yourself that you would never mix work life and your love life but Luke made that so hard.

You felt his gaze shift and his eyes traveled over your face. He could see how nervous you had suddenly become and he nudged your cheek with his thumb. Your eyes jumped up to meet his gaze and smiled at home.

Luke chuckled softly before he pulled back, a hand still rested against your face as he flipped the cotton bud. He dipped the clean end into the bottle of disinfectant before he returned to the wound on your forehead.

“Your hands haven’t stopped shaking since you punched him in the face,” Luke stated. It took you a moment to realize what he was talking about. The Unsub. You scoffed, balling your fists. He was right even if you didn’t want him to be. 

You dug your nails into your hand, hoping that maybe it would stop them, “I just-” He paused as he adjusted his hand so that he could tilt your face up to make sure everything was disinfected properly, “don’t want this to get infected.” You rolled your eyes before letting them close. It was sweet that he cared so much.

“I nearly had him,” You muttered after a moment. He chuckled, looking at you and tilting your head slightly. In the fluorescent lights of the hotel bathroom, it looked pretty clean and so he dropped the cotton bud into the bin. His hand left your face and his body moved from between your thighs as he searched for an appropriately sized plaster in the first-aid kit. You unclenched your fists but your hands were still shaky.

“We’ll get him,” Luke reaffirmed as he grabbed a couple of band-aid options. He then stepped back between your thighs.

“I know. We got lucky finding him the first day here,” You said after a moment. Luke nodded and he began to compare plasters for your forehead cut. He tilted your chin slightly to make sure it was the right size and once he was sure, he dropped the rest of the options before he ripped it open.

“Would have saved us sharing a bed,” Luke muttered, glancing at your face to gauge how you reacted. You pouted playfully, cocking an eyebrow.

“Don’t pretend you’re not gonna love it,” You stated, a teasing smile on your lips. Luke chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. 

“Uh-huh,” He muttered softly. He shifted the band-aid on your forehead before deciding on the position. He then pulled the backing off and stuck it down against your skin. He ran his thumb over it, smoothing it down before he stood back.

“It’s beginning to sound like you want to be in bed with me, The great Luke Alvez never ignores a teasing comment,” You continued to taunt him as he checked over the rest of your face. Aside from the bruises and busted lip, you seemed to be mostly okay. There were no immediate cuts and you didn’t have a concussion

“How’s your lip?” He asked, avoiding your comment. You shrugged, your finger coming up to gently press against the cut. It was busted, it wasn’t great but it wasn’t as painful as you had expected. The pain mostly just blended into the background.

“Could be worse,” You shrugged. Luke nodded, “Just for the record, we are having a pillow wall. I’m only teasing,” You said. Luke smiled up at you, he tilted his head slightly as he looked into your eyes. Your eyes kept shifting anxiously, you were picking at the nails on your hand without even realising it, “And before you get an ego boost, I am only doing this because I didn’t have another choice.” There was a teasing lilt to your tone, a smile on your lips which completely contrasted the anxious movements of your hands. 

He chuckled at your comment, it was a deep chuckle and it made a grin crawl onto your face. It was hard to resist despite the pain that it caused your busted lip. It was such an easy laugh from Luke, you wanted to hear it forever. His hands rested at his side, a green hoodie covering his usual button-up. He looked so soft and domestic, it was hard not to admire him.

“You could have shared a room with Rossi,” Luke suggested. You scoffed and shook your head vehemently.

“No. That man snores. I can hear him through the walls, if I was in the same room as him, I would commit a homicide.” Luke chuckled again and stepped back to help you down from the counter. You let out a soft sigh. You were so tired but you felt so dirty. Sweat, mud and the smell of the local PD was clinging to you and you wanted to shower it off so badly.

“I guess you’re stuck with me then,” He teased. You huffed out, pretending to be annoyed but you really didn’t mind. Part of you wondered if Emily had set it up so that you and Luke had to share a room. Her, JJ, Penelope and Spencer had already confronted you about your possible feelings for Luke at monthly pasta night. So, it wasn’t a hard leap to make but you didn’t want to assume - or make a fool of yourself.

“Yeah but you’re not watching me shower so get out,” You said, shaking yourself out of your thoughts, “I know you’d love it but not tonight mister.” You felt a little awkward and clunky teasing Luke the more your feelings rose to the surface but you tried to keep it up. Your relationship was built on teasing each other and if you stopped, Luke would be suspicious. You were not gonna let that happen.

“Not tonight?” He asked, a mischievous smile on his face, “So another night?” He asked. You scoffed and smacked his chest playfully.

“Play your cards right and maybe,” You stated before you urged him out of the bathroom. He chuckled as he threw his hands up in mock defense.

“Okay, okay, I’m going.” You sent him a teasing smile before you closed the door behind him. Once you were sure it was locked, you stripped out of your work clothes and walked over to the full-length mirror. You had fallen pretty badly during your fight with the Unsub and there was already a pretty nasty (and massive) bruise blooming across your hip.

You gently prodded at it before you checked over the rest of your body. Except for a few bruises on your knees and arms from hitting the ground, you were fine. So, you switched the shower on and waited for it to heat up before getting under the spray. The warmth soothed your skin and you did your best to keep your hair and face out of the spray. You didn’t want the band-aid to peel off and by some miracle, you managed to not get it wet.

After scrubbing the grime of the day off your body, you got out of the shower and slipped a towel around your waist. The shower made you look a little more sane and you dragged your to-go bag from beside the door onto the counter so that you could change into your pajamas. 

Thankfully, you had packed the more modest pajama option for this trip so you were in long pajama pants and a comfy vest. You took your time going through your night-routine just so you could calm your anxiety. The thought of sharing a bed with Luke was obviously fine but it made you feel nervous and giddy. Nothing was going to happen but you hadn’t shared a bed with anyone since your last partner so it just felt strange. 

After taking a few deep breaths, you stepped out into the bedroom to find Luke star-fished on the hotel bed. His head was buried in the middle of the pillows and he seemed to be asleep. He wasn’t even under the covers so it was hard to tell if he had actually conked out or not. You also couldn’t see his face. He might just have been resting for all you knew. 

Either way, he was in his own pajamas. Well pajama pants. He had neglected to wear a top which you didn’t really mind; it was a good view.

“Move over,” You stated as you walked over to the bed. Luke’s shoulders shifted at the sound of your voice and he lifted his head, eyes opening groggily. Had he been asleep? You couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Clearly the day had taken it out of him, “I’m sleeping in this bed too,” You added. Luke let out something incoherent before he reluctantly shuffled over. His head buried in the pillows again and you couldn’t help but smile softly. He was so sleepy, it was adorable, “Lights on or off?” You asked after a beat.

“Off,” Luke grumbled. His voice was thick with sleep which just made you smile even wider. You had never seen him like this before and your earlier assertion that he was like a teddy bear only seemed to be more accurate. 

Before taking your place in bed, you switched the big light off and trudged back over. The room was plunged into almost complete darkness but you could still navigate your way around relatively easily. You dropped into your side of the bed and tugged at the duvet.

Luke was still half-asleep on top of the covers and his hulking form was making it very difficult to move the covers comfortably around you. You let out a groan of annoyance as you tugged a few times with no avail.

“Luke,” You whined as you tugged again. He grumbled something incoherent and rolled over. Well, that was helpful, “Luke,” You complained again, tugging harder but it did nothing. You let out a soft huff and got up onto your knees. You leant over Luke and poked his cheek. He grunted in annoyance before attempting to swat whatever was poking him. But you evaded and did it again. He mumbled something incoherent again and you poked once more. His eyes reluctantly opened and you chuckled.

“You’re hogging the duvet,” You stated. Luke looked up at you, leaning over him and his eyes blinked closed for a moment before he let out a grumble. He then grabbed your waist and tugged you on top of him. You let out a yelp as you landed against his chest, “I’m cold,” You muttered. Luke wrapped his arms around you, tugging you closer.

“I’ll keep you warm,” He muttered as he snuggled up to you. Part of you just wanted to give in to this fate. It was comfortable and Luke was a human radiator but your toes were cold and Luke was half-asleep. It felt like you were taking advantage.

So, instead, you opted to poke at his chest and face a few times as you said his name softly, asking him to get off the covers. It took him a moment but eventually he opened his eyes again. It was a split second but when he realized what he was doing, his eyes popped open. All traces of sleep disappeared from his features and he let go of you immediately.

“I did not- I didn’t realize- I-” Luke began, stumbling over his words as he shuffled to sit up against the headboard. You giggled at his flustered reaction as you crawled over to your side of the bed again, “I’m sorry- I shouldn’t have-” He continued to try and excuse himself but when he realized that you were laughing. His eyebrows furrowed, “What?”

“You really know how to woo a girl,” You teased. His eyebrows furrowed and you tugged the covers back, “I think you’re half-asleep self is better at flirting with me.” You knew that you were stepping into dangerous territory with that comment but you couldn’t help yourself. It was endearing to see him so sleepy and touchy and you were also exhausted which made you a little more bold than you would like to admit. Luke was stunned by your reaction, “Come on, let me get under the covers. I’m freezing and I’ll set up a pillow wall. Avoid any more half-asleep kidnappings.” Luke watched you for a moment before he finally moved, “But if you are gonna cuddle me in my sleep, I’m not gonna object.” You were acting so confident but your heart was thudding in your chest as you moved to grab a pillow.

But when you turned back, Luke was just looking at you. He didn’t seem to know what to say as he looked into your eyes. You tilted your head to the side slightly but just as you opened your mouth to ask him what was wrong, he had tugged you towards him again.

“I want to kiss you,” He stated. You stared at him, your eyes widened as he looked at you, “Can I?” He asked. You nodded your head and he grabbed your face, pulling you to him. Your lips connected so softly. He was being so cautious of your busted lip and you melted into him. He only gave you a few soft short kisses before he pulled back a little. You reopened your eyes to look at him and he looked completely love-struck.

“Do it again,” You urged as you moved one hand to wrap around his neck. He grinned and tugged you into his lap before kissing you again. It was so soft and he let you take the lead as you adjusted your body to get a better angle, not disconnecting your lips for even a second. You were right. His lips were so soft and they made it impossible to think about anything but the two of you kissing in that moment.

Your head tilted to the side as you kissed him over and over again, his tongue ran across your bottom lip and you let him in without a second thought. His hands moved from your face to your hips and he wrapped his arms around you, keeping you as close as he could. His tongue explored your mouth as you held his face, whining softly as your fingers ran through his hair. 

A groan escaped his lips when you tugged at his roots and you let out a breathless giggle. He smirked and opened his eyes briefly before he let them fall closed again. You tugged him closer, hand cupping his jaw as you continued to connect your lips. Your fingers scritched at the stubble and you felt how he melted underneath your touch.

It was exactly what you needed.

The two of you kissed till you were breathless and when you pulled back, you rested your forehead against his. Your breaths mingled together as you panted, arms moving to wrap around his chest as you gently nudged your noses against each other.

“If I knew getting in the same bed with you would get me this, I would have done it ages ago,” You mumbled. Luke chuckled, his eyes closing as you moved your hand to rest against his chest, feeling the way that his chest rumbled with laughter, “Mhm, the wait was worth it though,” You said after a beat. Luke tugged you closer.

“More than worth it,” He muttered as he pressed a few kisses to your face and cheek and forehead. It was so sweet and you felt yourself melting into him.

“I think it’s time to sleep though,” You mumbled softly. Luke hummed in agreement and he shuffled back so that he could lie down. You were laying on top of him as he tugged the covers over the two of you, “My hands are cold,” You grumbled. Luke chuckled and he grabbed your wrists and tugged your hands underneath his back. The two of you shuffled to be comfortable before he wrapped his arms around your waist again.

“Better?” He asked. You hummed in agreement before cuddling up to his bare chest, eyes falling closed. You fell asleep, content against his chest with a sheepish smile on your face.

hot water bottle

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; you always struggled to sleep and you hated luke knowing but he wakes up and does his best to help.

warnings; pure fluff, just pure fluff, implications of reader having insomnia

notes; i feel like this one-shot truly exposes my britishness, a proper kettle, hot water bottles? i feel like there's something quintessentially british about how reader acts in this but i might just be insane. either way, i wrote this super self-indulgently so i hope u can all still enjoy <3

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It was another one of those nights. You hadn’t had one in a while but after you and Luke had gone to bed, you couldn’t sleep. The two of you had decided to sleep, curled up against each other but at some point as you tried desperately to drift off, Luke had rolled away from you. You were glad really because you didn’t want to wake him up. You knew that he wouldn’t mind and he would want to know but you also wanted him to sleep. A case could pop up at any minute and you didn’t want to be the reason that he wasn’t feeling his best.

If you didn’t feel your best, that was on you and you knew how to deal with it. But it was exhausting, constantly shuffling over and trying to sleep. You were somehow cold and yet a perfectly normal temperature and when you kept your eyes closed for too long, your world felt like it was spinning.

But you wanted to make a hot water bottle. You had noticed it earlier that day when you and Luke had sorted out the bottom of the closet. You hadn’t used it for months and now, you wanted it. You wanted the warmth against your skin and the comfort. It was all you could think of to maybe help you fall into sleep.

It probably wouldn’t help but you could try.

So, as silently as you could, you slipped from under the covers and padded over to the dresser where you had abandoned the hot water bottle earlier. Once it was in your grasp, you headed downstairs. Despite your best attempts, Roxy had noticed you moving and she lifted her head, looking up at you. You sent her a soft smile in return before slipping out of the bedroom. 

It was clear that she didn’t sense anything was immediately wrong and so, she settled back into her bed. You were glad. You didn’t want to confuse her and you honestly weren’t sure you could hold it together if Roxy was walking around with you. The soft little nuzzles and her big eyes had a way of breaking your walls down even though she couldn’t say anything. It was a small mercy.

You took the stairs down to the bottom floor and slipped into the kitchen, grabbing the kettle and filling it with water before flicking it on. You unscrewed the top of the hot water bottle before shaking any excess water out. Once it was cleared out, you placed it on the side. It was just a matter of waiting for the kettle now.

You rested back against the counter as your eyes scanned the kitchen and living room. You hadn’t bothered to switch any of the lights on and the moonlight meant you could manoeuvre around with ease. It just seemed unnecessary and would unnecessarily wake you up which was the opposite of what you were aiming for.

You must have zoned out because when you heard a soft call of your name, the kettle had finished boiling and Luke was standing in the doorway. Your eyes refocused on him and you sent him a quick smile before you flicked the kettle back on again to make sure it’d be hot enough.

“What are you doing awake?” Luke’s voice was hoarse and groggy, thick with sleep. Your gut churned with guilt and he noticed the hot water bottle, “Have you got cramps?” He asked as he walked over to you. You shook your head.

“No, I’m okay. Just wanted a hot water bottle,” You dismissed as you glanced at him over your shoulder. The kettle flicked off and you began to count in your head to 30.

1, 2, 3, 4.

Luke wrapped his arms around you.

5, 6, 7, 8.

His face nuzzled into your neck.

9, 10, 11, 12.

You picked up the hot water bottle.

13, 14, 15, 16.

You began to fiddle with the stopper as Luke pulled you against him.

17, 18, 19, 20-

“Am I allowed to know what’s going on?” He asked, interrupting the tick of numbers through your head. Realistically, it would probably be fine now and so you leant forward and picked the kettle.

“Just couldn’t sleep,” You dismissed as you began to pour the water into the hot water bottle. He watched you, chin rested against your shoulder but you could feel the worry radiating off him, “I promise, I’ll be okay,” You said, placing the kettle back down. You then put the stopper back in and waited a moment before untwisting it and letting the hot air out. Then you twisted it and slipped it under the waistband of your pants, resting it against your stomach. Your body had done it on automatic but you didn’t have cramps so instead you slipped it back out and pressed it against the side of your chest.

“Shall we go back to bed?” He asked. You nodded and the two of you headed back upstairs. Luke slipped back under the covers and you stared at the bed for a moment before sighing. The thought of crawling back under the sheets just made you want to give up. The bed had been the bane of your life for the past four or so hours. Luke watched, concern etched across his features, “Hey, look at me,” He let out the soft demand and you flicked your gaze up to his face.

“Don’t give me that look,” You muttered before you crawled onto the bed and knelt in front of him. He gently tugged you into his lap and you curled your head against his bare chest, “I know you think that there’s something else going on but there isn’t. I just can’t sleep and I don’t know why and yeah, maybe it’s anxiety or it’s just because I’m really overwhelmed right now but that’s not what’s on my mind and keeping me up. I just can’t sleep,” You rambled. You wanted him to understand that you felt okay. You didn’t feel amazing because you’d be asleep if you did but it wasn’t something that you could talk about with him. It was just something keeping you awake.

“I believe you,” Luke responded, “What bothers me is you didn’t wake me up,” You sighed and slipped the hot water bottle to rest between your two bodies before you slipped your arms up to wrap around his neck.

“Sorry,” You mumbled. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, “I just wanted to make sure you got good sleep,” You admitted against his skin. He shifted his hand to run across your back, running patterns along your skin.

“I’d sleep better knowing you were okay,” He whispered against your ear. You sighed and tilted your head down, the guilt churning in your stomach, “Let me help you get some sleep, okay?” He asked. You nodded and he shifted so that you were both lying down. You rested on top of him, cheek resting against his pec and you could hear the thump, thump, thump of his heart beating. It was a soothing sound and you let your eyes close.

“Can you talk to me?” You asked, “I just wanna hear your voice.” Luke moved his hand to stroke across your arm.

“Okay,” He said and then he began to talk. It wasn’t about anything in particular, he switched from talking about the hike he and Roxy had gone on to his favourite thing to bake and then how much he loved to see you happy. You weren’t sure what it was but listening to his voice, the soft thump of his heart and his hands against you seemed to soothe your agitated mind.

It wasn’t an instant fix but your eyes were closed and stayed closed. You didn’t feel the need to force them back open and your world seemed to stay stable for the first time all night. He continued to talk, switching to talking about his mom and the recipes that she used to cook and how much she loved you and Luke could feel how the tension released from your shoulders the more he spoke.

Knowing that you were starting to relax made him feel better. The tension and worry in his gut seemed to slip away as he continued to talk until you stopped making your little intermittent mumbles of agreement and small questions. He could feel the even breaths you let out, your eyes closed and when he stopped talking, you didn’t say a word. It seemed that you were asleep, finally. He smiled and slipped his hand under your sleepshirt, resting his hand against your bareskin. He wanted that closeness as he let himself drift back to sleep too.

zoomies

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; after coming off a case, you get the zoomies.

warnings; pure fluff, just pure fluff

notes; i wrote this while having the zoomies a few weeks ago and i never actually released it but here it is now! late night zoomies will be my downfall but it's okay <3

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Luke had gone to bed hours ago. After you had both come in from the case, he was exhausted. You were tired but wired. You tried to calm down, go through your evening routine as usual but as 10pm ticked into 11pm and 11pm into midnight, you couldn’t calm down. Luke was already - probably - asleep in bed and you were watching TV still.

Well, you were watching TV and playing a game on your phone. The double stimulation was all that was keeping you concentrated. The second you put your phone down, you had the intense urge to run around.

You had zoomies. Plain and simple.

When you glanced at the clock, you realised that it was half 1 and you let out a soft ‘fuck’ under your breathe. You hadn’t meant to stay up this late but also you knew that you couldn’t sleep. You were too wired. You hadn’t had a coffee since that morning but you felt like you were bubbling with energy, ready to burst at any moment.

Whenever you saw something that reminded you of a song you love, you wanted to belt it out but you didn’t. You knew that you should go to sleep but you couldn’t. But you were also desperate to listen to the songs that had been playing through your head all night. So, you slowly tiptoed upstairs to the bedroom and snuck to your to-go bag. You grabbed your wireless over-the-ear headphones and slipped back downstairs.

Luke had been fast asleep - or at least in the gloom he seemed to be asleep - and you were not going to disturb him. Usually, when you had the late night zoomies, you’d do the dishes and clean the house but Luke was exhausted after the last case so you weren’t willing to risk disturbing him. Roxy was also conked out on the bed with him.

So, that’s when the headphones came in handy.

You connected the headphones to your phone and put them over your head, you adjusted the strap to make sure they were tight enough before pressing play on your favourite playlist. You were quickly mouthing and performing the songs in the living room, desperate to scream the lyrics but being sure not to. You just needed to get the energy out. But what you weren't expecting was to turn around and find Luke watching you - bemused.

You had been on your fifth or sixth song of the playlist, strutting to the chorus of one of your favourite songs with a hairbrush acting as a pretend mic and you turned around to see Luke standing in the doorway, hip resting against the frame. 

A scream escaped your lips at his sudden appearance, your hand going for your gun - that wasn’t there - on automatic before your body calmed down. You pushed one side of the headphones off your ear.

“Hey,” You muttered sheepishly. He chuckled at you, his grin only growing.

“Having fun?” He asked. You nodded, reaching over for your phone and clicking the music on. You threw your headphones down to the sofa.

“Thought you were sleeping,” You responded, a pout on your lips. He shrugged.

“Was but then I heard you sneaking into our room,” He explained as he wandered over to you, reaching out for your waist and tugging you in, “And wondered what you were doing up instead of in bed with me.” You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Had the zoomies,” You admitted softly. He barked out a laugh and you hit his chest playfully, glaring at him, “I did! Didn’t wanna be tossing and turning all night,” You muttered. He nodded and one hand slipped up to your face, brushing some hair behind your ear.

“Should have told me,” He mumbled, “Could have tired you out another way.” He winked and you opened your mouth before laughing softly.

“Not that kind of zoomies,” You shot him down in an instant. He let out a soft ‘oof’, putting his hand on his heart.

“Damn,” You pecked his lips, shutting him up.

“I would have been thinking too much and it wouldn’t have been as good,” You shrugged, attempting to explain. Luke’s eyebrows furrowed for a moment, watching your face, trying to work you out. He then cupped your jaw.

“You don’t have to explain why you don’t wanna have sex with me,” He stated firmly, “If you don’t want it, you don’t.” You nodded, pulling him towards you by his neck.

“I know that but I just wanted you to know.” Luke nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead before he tugged you into a hug. But underneath his hold, he could feel that you were practically vibrating with unspent energy. He couldn’t help but chuckle into your hair.

“You weren’t kidding,” He muttered. You hummed out in response before he let you go. Your whole body seemed to be vibrating with it and you jumped up on the balls of your feet, grinning as you spun around, a giggle escaping your lips as the world spun around you.

“I got the zoomiesssss,” You let out. He then reached out for your hand, stopping you from spinning around and ready to pull you in but you were quick to say, “No, you need to go to bed.” You shooed his hand away. Luke painted his face in faux annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched you, “Don’t give me that! My zoomies are my zoomies,” You stated. He rolled his eyes and grabbed your wrist, pulling you into him.

“Our zoomies,” He corrected. You giggled, unable to help yourself as he smirked at you. You shook your head but before you could even say anything, he spun you around before catching you in his arms, “Gonna argue with that?” He asked. You shook your head as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“Our zoomies,” You agreed.

love-sick, dopey

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; you and the girls got trashed on a night out which makes you very love sick and dopey when you return home

warnings; fluff, just pure fluff, reader vomits, reader is very drunk, slightly suggestive and discusses being pregnant/having kids (very briefly)

notes; living the uni student life means you get drunk and then come home and write about being drunk with your fav fictional character. im honestly not a super sappy drunk, i don't even know what kind of drunk i am, probably hungry, but i love this sappy reader, they're v cute so enjoy <3

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You were well and truly trashed. A night with Penelope, Tara, Emily and JJ was always a night to remember but you were completely trashed as Luke helped you into the house. You would not keep your hands off of him, constantly touching his back, his shoulders, his arms, his face, his lips, any part of his body you could get your grubby mitts on.

Luke, as your boyfriend, obviously didn’t mind how touchy you were. In fact, he enjoyed when you were more touchy but he was also trying to get you back in the house and to bed. Your inability to let go of him for even a second was making that very hard on him.

“Did I ever tell you how much I loveeee you?” You asked, a dopey smile on your lips as you tugged him away from putting the latch back on the front door. Your hands had barely left his waist but when he didn’t move, you pouted. You tugged again as he finished latching the door, “Heyy, I wanna manhandle you,” You muttered as you tugged again. Luke reluctantly gave into the pull this time and came face-to-face with you.

“You wanna manhandle me huh?” He asked, a teasing lilt to his tone. You nodded.

“You do it to me, it’s pay. back.” Your last two words were emphasized by a hard poke to his chest. He stared down at your hand and then back at your face, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah?” He teased. You nodded, letting out an affirmative ‘uh-huh’ but before you could do anything else, Luke’s arms came around your waist and he threw you over his shoulder. You let out a ‘oof’ and then a loud cacophony of giggles, hands hanging loosely over your head.

“This is not what I meant,” You whined as you smacked his back. But from this angle, you had a perfect view of his ass. Luke began to walk and you couldn’t help but squeeze his ass. He certainly didn’t expect it and he jumped at the sudden contact.

“You gonna stop being such a pain in my ass?” Luke asked. You giggled and rather than answering, pinched his butt again, “Oh that’s how it’s gonna be then, huh?” He challenged. You let out an affirmative ‘yep’ before he pulled you from over his shoulder and placed you on the kitchen counter.

The quick changes in gravity made your stomach slosh and before Luke could even get the next word out, he realized you were fighting back vomit. He instantly went for the washing up bowl that was thankfully empty and shoved it into your hands just as you threw up into it. You coughed and spluttered as he quickly pushed your hair out of your face, his other hand rubbing your back and you cried out softly.

“I’m sorry,” You managed between fighting tears. Luke shook his head and he stroked your hair before you placed the bowl to the side. But it rested precariously on the edge of the counter. Before there were any accidents, he shoved it further on and pushed himself between your thighs. You used your sleeve to wipe away the sick before Luke pulled you into a hug.

You buried your face in his neck, holding him tightly as you wrapped your legs around his waist. The sour taste of sick sat heavy on your tongue but you ignored it, instead favoring the smell of Luke’s aftershave. It was always so comforting.

“You wanna get some sleep?” He asked. You nodded against his neck and he shifted his hand underneath your ass before he lifted you off the counter, “Okay, carina, just keep a hold of me,” He whispered softly. You clung to him as tight as you could as he carried you up the stairs. Your arms kept a tight hold of him, not wanting to let go for a second. He then placed you down on the bedroom floor and turned you around, “Dress off?” He asked. You nodded and he slowly began to unzip it from the back.

“Bra off too, please,” You murmured softly. He nodded and unclipped the bra before they both came off, followed by your heels. He then grabbed one of his own shirts and pulled it over your head. Your smile had become dopey again as you looked up at him. 

“Drink some of this,” He said as he grabbed the water he’d taken to the room before he had picked you up. You pouted and stared at it before reluctantly taking it. Your grip was a little weak but you managed to drink half the water before you seemed satisfied.

“You’re so cute, taking care of me,” You mumbled, “Love you, Lukie.” He cringed slightly at the nickname but found it endearing nonetheless, “Lukie pookie schmookie fookie.” Luke was sure that you had officially lost it and he couldn’t help grinning at you. He led you over to the bed and you collapsed into a heap on top of the duvet.

“Gonna give you so many kisses in the morning, smooch you everywhere,” you murmured as you pushed the covers back with your feet before dragging them over you, “Give you a big forehead smooch and tell you how much I love you because I love you so much. Best boyfriend ever. Will marry you one day. Already planning the wedding. Gonna get Rossi to cook for us and we’re gonna have a feast and it’s gonna be sooooo good. Just wanna eat you up.” As you rambled, you turned over in the bed, snuggling up with your eyes closed, Luke was changing into his own pajamas. He couldn’t help smiling at your love-drunk confessions.

When you felt the mattress drop under his weight, your eyes reopened, “Would you be my husband? I want you to be my husband and fuck me full of your babies. Then we can be like Matt and Kirsty and have little babies running around the house and tiring us out. And they can tire Roxy out and I can take them on walks and you can take them on hikes and late at night, I can snuggle up to you and whisper about how we want another one and you can fuck me so quietly because we don’t wanna wake the kids up. Would be so perfect,” You were still rambling and Luke couldn’t help but feel his heart squeeze with tenderness at the life you pictured for the two of you.

“That what you want?” He asked. You nodded your head, so sure of yourself as you tugged him into you.

“Want all of you, every day, all the time. Can’t ever lose you,” You mumbled as you nuzzled your face into his chest.

“I think I can arrange that,” He said softly. You grinned and lifted your head up.

“You better, hold you to that,” You murmured before you pressed a kiss to his chin. You then curled up against his chest. Luke’s arm rested around you, keeping you close and you were quick to conk out against him but all he could think about was the life that he wanted with you and that he now realized you wanted to.

It made him ecstatic.