Derek Morgan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bloodcakedarmor) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} marinanova, |
[He closes his eyes, just letting her hold his face in her hands. His own hands rest lightly at either side of her waist. For this brief moment, everything else goes away except her and the way her touch feels and the words she's saying. It's a heady combination of positive morphine in an otherwise hurtful and negative space he's dwelling in right now.
Back home he would have tried to drown in this momentary forgetfulness. A pretty girl, nameless, faceless, taking his mind off all the dark and twisted things that run through his mind after some cases. But Garcia isn't nameless or faceless. She isn't just any pretty girl. She's the girl in his book. And whatever happens between them doesn't get forgotten the next morning or even a few weeks later. She goes beyond that with him.
His hands curl to fist the material of her clothing at her sides as if he might push it up or down to feel the skin underneath, or maybe to keep his hands where they are. But after a moment, he lets go and he reaches up and laces his fingers with that hand he'd been holding moments ago at his cheek. He turns his head and kisses her palm.]
Reid's pretty upset about Hotch too. [A diversion to take the attention away from himself just like he'd done with Kitty to keep from talking about things. Only right now it both kept him safe from talking and kept her safe from him trying to push things further before she's ready just to make himself feel something good.]