Fandom: Criminal Minds
Prompt for 30_sweets: #18 Say cheese!!
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to CBS. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time.
Summary: Part 22/? of the ‘No more sweets’- series
He certainly wouldn’t have admitted it – if he had noticed. But he hadn’t.
All he’d noticed were the strange, knowing looks he’d gotten from his co-workers. Had JJ actually told them about their encounter this morning?! Oh, if she’d dared…
Grumbling, he dropped to one of the double seats. But his anger was forgotten the minute his goddess took the seat next to him.
“Do you think JJ told them?” he mumbled.
Penelope couldn’t help but giggle.
He frowned at her. “What?”
“Well, it’s…certainly more the fact that you’ve been humming all morning,” she told him.
He turned to raise an eyebrow at her and opened his mouth to object that he hadn’t been humming. He simply wasn’t the kind of guy who hummed. But he had to admit that he wasn’t too sure about it. When he remembered what might have made him hum, he couldn’t help but grin. “Well, I guess I must have a reason to hum, then,” he told her, leaning closer in an attempt to kiss her.
“They’re staring at us,” she whispered.
Frowning – although it was at the thought of the rest of the team rather than his Baby Girl – he mumbled, “Do you mind?”
“No,” she told him, if a little insecurely.
“Good,” Derek replied with a grin, putting an arm around her shoulders and kissing her temple. “Me, either.”
Her heart skipped a beat. He was cuddling with her, even though the rest of the team was watching, and he’d attempted to kiss her. She couldn’t help but wonder if he would really kiss her in public.
As if to answer her unspoken question, Derek leaned down to softly peck her lips. “Let them watch,” he whispered.
She drew in a shaky breath. This was even better than she’d ever expected. Not only had Derek finally admitted that he loved her, they had also spent the best night of her life together – and he didn’t mind anyone knowing about it. He was even kissing her in front of the whole team.
“Hey,” he whispered, putting his finger under her chin to make her look at him. “I’m not ashamed of you,” he told her. “And I’m not ashamed of being with you.”
“I hate it when you do that,” she mumbled.
“It’s true,” he simply said and then leaned down to capture her lips again.
“Hey, behave over there, turtle doves,” Emily scolded.
“Mind your own business,” Derek grumbled, but grinned nonetheless as he put his arm back around Penelope’s shoulder.
He heard the distinct noise of a cell phone camera clicking.
“Aw, isn’t that just too cute,” JJ said with a giggle.
Derek rolled his eyes. “Hey, if you want an interesting shot, take a picture of this.” That being said, he leaned down to kiss Penelope once more.
And the camera clicked a second time.
Looking at the picture on her cell phone, JJ sighed. “Too bad I can’t use photoshop. Wouldn’t this be the perfect wedding picture?”
Penelope couldn’t help but blush.
Derek just sighed. “Why don’t you wait for us to get married so you don’t need to alter the picture,” he told her with a shrug.
JJ’s jaw dropped. “Did I miss something?”
Derek chuckled. “Not yet, but I promise you’ll be the first one to be notified.”
“And I really thought your sister’s wedding might have made you think,” Emily added with a smirk.
He just snorted slightly. “You know what they say about people sitting in the glasshouse, don’t you?”
“When is your sister’s wedding, anyway?” Hotch suddenly jumped in.
“The day after tomorrow,” Derek replied. “Why do you ask?”
“Because after this case, I expect you to take at least three days off,” he replied in his usual stern voice.
Penelope’s heart leaped with joy. Three days off…and she so knew how she wanted to spend most of the time.
Grinning, Derek snuggled a little closer into the seat – and to Penelope. “I absolutely have no intention of complaining,” he mumbled.
Of course, what they hadn’t thought of were Derek’s sisters, who had already planned the next days with them.
At first, Des took Penelope with her to pick out something to wear for the wedding. She needed something more colorful, as she pointed out.
“How about this?” Des suggested, holding out a pale yellow dress to Penelope.
The latter frowned. “I don’t know… It depends on what you want to tell your date for the wedding,” she replied.
Des raised an eyebrow at her.
Penelope smiled. “Well, do you want to say wallflower or flower in full bloom.”
Sighing, Des put the dress back where she’d found it. “See, that’s what I mean. I just…can’t seem to find anything…”
“Sexy?” Penelope offered.
Des just sighed again.
Grinning, Penelope pulled out a bright yellow dress with an attached flower. “Let me tell you something,” she said, holding the dress in front of Des and then nodding to herself. “Most men love flowers because they underline all advantages a woman can have.”
Examining the dress, Des bit her lip. “Are you sure this isn’t too…daring?”
“Well, it’s not see-through and the skirt is ankle-length, so…no, if you don’t overdo your makeup, I don’t think this is too daring.”
“Okay, I’ll try it on,” Des decided, taking the dress from Penelope and disappearing into one of the cubicles.
“Trust me, your date is going to love it,” Penelope assured her once more.
“That’s the exact problem,” Des mumbled while changing. “I don’t have a date for that evening.” Reluctantly, Des stepped out of the cubicle to show Penelope how the dress looked on her.
“You know, that really is a shame,” Penelope told her and then turned Des so that she could see herself in the mirror.
“Wow,” Derek’s sister whispered, open-mouthed. “That really looks…”
“Sexy?” Penelope offered again, giggling. “I told you. So…why don’t you have a date for the wedding?”
“Well, I…simply didn’t know who to ask,” she admitted reluctantly.
Penelope raised an eyebrow at her. “Really? Who wouldn’t want to go out with you?”
Des laughed sadly. “It’s not that easy. Like you said, I’m more of a…wallflower. I don’t attract too many people’s attention – and I don’t dare approach those I’m interested in. I can’t even remember the last time I went on a date.”
“I can’t believe you have problems getting a date,” Penelope mumbled before thinking about it.
“Why? Because I’m Derek’s sister?” she guessed. Looking at Penelope, she sensed there was another reason on the other woman’s mind. “Or because I’m slim? Trust me, it doesn’t make things any easier.”
“Well, I thought that…you know…” Penelope mumbled, feeling terribly embarrassed.
“Because slim girls are usually either seen with a bunch of boyfriends or were bragging about them,” Des said with an understanding smile. “Yeah, I was always wondering what was wrong about me that even though I was slim, I wasn’t like them. But then I thought that maybe I just wanted something different. You know, what are all the flings good for when you’re looking for something…more?”
“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Penelope agreed. “So tell me, is there someone you would like to ask?”
Des suddenly blushed. “Yeah, but…I can’t…”
“Why not?” Penelope encouraged her. “Come on, give it a try. He might say yes.”
“Derek wouldn’t like that,” Des mumbled.
Frowning, Penelope tried to use some of the skills she’d learned from Derek. If Derek wouldn’t approve, it certainly was someone Derek knew. But the only one Penelope could come up with who was about Des’s age was…
“Reid?” she exclaimed. Seeing the other woman blush, Penelope giggled. “You have a crush on our little genius.”
Des blushed even more, mumbling, “Well, he’s…kind of cute, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, you have a point there,” Penelope agreed. “You know, I could casually drop the matter when he’s around and see how he reacts – if you want me to…”
- Current Mood: stressed