The Stars In Your Eyes

Distraction

I wake up to heavy rain crashing down outside. I smile happily to myself, I've been waiting to have another rainy day with Nico. But my plans go out the window as a lightning strike strikes down just outside. Oh well, it'll still be a rainy day. I drag my heavy body up and out of bed. Nico physically can not leave his cabin when it's thundering. So I pull on what have become my cuddle clothes, soft sweatpants, an old soft Camp Jupiter shirt and a newer camp Jupiter hoodie. I slip on my shoes but bothering to find socks. I'll be walking to the Hades cabin and not anywhere else if I can help it. With the thunder, I can't bring an umbrella. So, I have to walk in the rain. Nico won't mind through, as long as I'm not soaked to the bone. I walk out the door and onto the porch. I breath in the sweet smell of rain. It's rather foggy out and I can't see the Hades cabin anymore. I shrug and get out into the rain, starting my walk to the Hades cabin. As much as I'd like to slowly walk through the rain and soak into the feeling, Nico won't cuddle me if I'm soak through. He might be able to borrow my clothes when he's wet, I don't fit into his clothes. So, I rush to get there, both to not get too wet and get to Nico who's probably starting to get a little scared as the thunder has started to pick up. Or he's debating coming to get me. Probably not though. My guess is that he's laying curled in on himself, feeling ready to die. I get to door, but I don't bother knocking, it'll only be another sound that'll startle him.

I slip through the door that I've barely opened, I'd rather not get rain in. Nico's sitting upright in bed, jumping at every noise. "Hey" I say, yawning. I pull off my wet hoodie and toss it by the window to dry when the sun comes out. "Hi" He whispers. Oh, that bad already. I run my hand through my hair, getting the rain to settle into it. I can hear the thunder a lot clear here. I make my way to him, sitting down next to him on his bed. "Come on, we both know you need a hug" In seconds he throws himself over me and leans his head over my shoulder. I wrap my arms around my middle. "You'll be okay, I'm here" I murmur. Nico reaches his arms up and tightly holds onto my shoulders. There’s another loud bang just outside the window. Nico jumps at the sudden noise. His nails dig into the fabric of my shirt, and I squeeze him tightly. "You're okay baby" I muse, slipping a finger under his shirt to distract him. I gently slide my finger op the curve of his back. "Do you want me to distract you?" I ask. "Please" He murmurs into my neck. "Mhm, what do you need?" "Just, anything" He pleads. "Okay" I whisper, shifting him in my lap. Hands resting on his hips. I shift us both down so I'm laying on my back with him sitting above my hips.

He's also dressed in cuddle clothes, his black camp shirt and soft sweats. I tug at the waistband of the grey sweats. A cue. He moves down, getting on his hands and knees above me. I reach op, grabbing his collar. Another cue. He gets down on his elbows, his face only a couple of inches away from mine. "Mhm?" He mumbles. I lean op, lips barely touching his. He leans down, starting a sweet kiss. I keep a hand around his shirt, grabbing onto the fabric to keep him in place. I glide my other hand down into the back pocket of his sweats. A hand is shoved into my hair, gently tugging at it. I moan slightly. He jumps as there’s another roll of thunder outside. He's jumped back from me, panting with wide eyes. "Look at me, you're okay" I murmur, loosening my grip on his shirt. He shallows, sniffling a bit before he finally meets my eyes. "I'm here, there's nothing to be scared of" I say, slipping my hand out of his pocket. I rest my hand on his upper back. "I've got you" He nods, taking a deep breath. He leans in a bit, twisting his hand in my hair again. I gently guide his face back into mine. I bite into his lip, another distraction. He pulls at my hair ever so slightly.

"W-Wait" He stutters. I look op at him. "Mhm?" "My arms hurt, can we move?" He asks, face only an inch from mine. "Yeah of course" I say. Nico shifts off me and I sit op. I shuffle until I'm sitting with my legs criss crossed. Without a word, Nico sits himself in my lap. He wraps his legs around my waist and arms around my neck. "Hi" He murmurs. "Hi" I say, slinging my arms around his hips. Another loud crack of thunder rolls on outside. Nico whimpers and buries his head in my neck, resting his face on his arm. "Shh baby. I've got you" I murmur, gently tapping his hip. He shivers, the poorly insulated cabin barely keeping the heat inside. "Cold?" I ask. "Mhm" "I left my hoodie by window, should be dry" Nico gets off, gets the dry hoodie, pulls it on, and gets resettled in my lap.

"Jason?"

"Yes baby?"

"Can I keep your shirt for a bit?" He asks, voice small and doubting. The thought of Nico keeping my shirt, sleeping in it, wearing it around camp. It sends a shiver of pride down my back, knowing he would visibly be mine. "Yes, please keep it for a bit. I'd love that" I murmur, leaning op and leaving a kiss on his jaw. The thought of seeing Nico wake up in my shirt. Gods. Nico chuckles "That tickles!" He laughs. "Does it?" I ask, continuing to kiss along his jaw. "Jason!" He laughs, kicking at my back. "Mhmm!" He whines as I kiss down his sensitive neck. He wiggles around a bit. He doesn't jump or yelp as another strike of lighting hits the ground. Too distracted by my lips down his neck to notice. "Jacey!~" He murmurs, still gently kicking at my back in playful protest. "Do you want me to stop?" I hum into his skin. His fingers dig into my shirt. "Don't you dare" He chuckles, the feeling becoming normal. He hums in happiness, giving op on his thrashing. As i kiss back up his neck, he whines and his hold around my waist tightens. "Jason..." He breathes out.

"Yes baby?"

He doesn't respond

"Yes?" I repeat.

He leans his head back. A small moan slips past his lips. Oh, he's not asking me anything. He moans my name at least a dozen times as I keep kissing around his neck and collarbone. I snake a hand op under his (My) hoodie. He mumbles out a yes and I pull off him and yank the hoodie off. There's another roll of thunder outside but he doesn't notice. I've got him pretty distracted after all.

"Jason..."

"Yeah?"

"Take off my shirt"

"Happily"

I pull off his shirt and keep kissing around his collarbone, going lower with each kiss I place. He starts whining as I reach his pale chest. As I start gently biting on a sweet spot, his whining turns to panting. He's gonna kill me for all the hickeys later. But right now, all he has to say is. "Give me another, please" He begs. "You got it Sweetcheeks" I mumble. I smile into his chest, sucking on the red skin. I gently bite on it. He lets another, slightly louder moan slip passed his lips. There's a very loud lightning strike just outside the cabin. Nico whimpers at the noise, but that's it.

I glance op at him, to make sure he's okay. He's still panting, but he looks fine. "Good?" I ask, just to be completely sure. "Yeah, I'm good" "Good" I say, leaning op and placing a kiss on his lips. He grabs ahold of my neck and kisses back. I smile at his reaction and let him keep ahold of me. He shuffles the closest he can. Getting needy.

Gods, I could stay here all day. Kissing him, touching him, having him. "Jacey?" He whines, pulling off me. "Yeah?"

"Let's not leave my cabin today, if we can avoid it"

"You read my mind" I mumble before going back in and rejoining our lips. Nico's fingers tips dig into the skin of my neck. I groan at the lovely pain. Nico whines into our kiss as I gently bit into his bottom lip. He'd later be mad at me, because I'd leave a bruise on his bottom lip.

He gently presses his hips into mine. I press back, moaning at the little friction I get from the movement. Nico whimpers, pulling back in surprise. "Sorry..." He whispers, blinking to realize what he just felt. "Did it feel okay?" I ask, resting both my hands on his hips. "Yeah..." he mutters. "Enjoy it then" I say and recreate the movement. He moans again, he slaps a hand over his mouth. "Someone will hear us" He whispers.

I take his hand away. "Not with this heavy rain and thunder" I reassure. "Just, let me distract you. I know you'll like it"

"Okay, distract me then"

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Spencer's magic bag

Oh, Spencer's magic messenger bag. He has almost anything in that bag. Why don't we look at some times that bag has saved you and made everything better.

1.

Your case had gone late into the night and early morning, you were bagging on getting some sleep on the plane back, but the jet's blinds are broken. Leaving the sunshine state in the early morning, does not grant you the grace you were hoping for. You drop yourself down in the darker part of the plane, but the sun is still a big pain in the ass. Somehow Spencer is fine, he's not tired, hungry or anything and it makes you so mad. It shouldn't but you're fucking cranky, and sadly you know it. You hold an arm over your eyes as the sucky sun shines through the plane. You're really wishing you haven't forgotten your sunglasses in your suitcase. You give a slight groan and hear Spencer chuckle. You drop your arm and slump back in your seat, making room for Spencer to sit beside you. You lean your head into the crook of his neck. Spencer sets his messenger bag by his legs and throws an am around your shoulder. "What's wrong?" he questions, letting your head rest for the first time in hours.

"Nothing..." You sigh, knowing even if you decide to tell him there's not much he can do to help. Spencer needs his sunglasses, and if he does have painkillers it's probably the kind you need to have with food. "Something is clearly wrong, I'd like to help" He squeezes your shoulder and you snuggle op to him, bringing your legs op on his legs. "There's nothing to do Spence, but thank you" You say, hoping you'd be allowed to cuddle op to him even though the team is around. Spencer grumbles something to the affect of Yes but still, love you, I'm here. You nod slightly, still warm from the burning sun. A few minutes pass with you snuggled op to him. Suddenly, Spencer goes to pull you off and you almost whine. You know Spencer isn't big on PDA, but you were hoping that Spencer would grant you the grace the sun was denying you, though you haven't said it you expected him to notice.

"Something's hurting you" He states questioningly, gently tilting your head back onto the seat. You sigh, that didn't take long. "It's just a headache, the sun isn't helping" You half groan, shifting to lay against the one stretch of wall without a window. Spencer gives a sad smile, glad he was right, yet sad he was right because of course he doesn't like to see you hurt. You watch as he grabs his bag and brings it into his lap, that fucking confused you. He keeps books and case files in that thing, what's he looking for. You close your eyes. Tired and hot. Suddenly something is slipped onto your face, your eyes fly open in surprise. Sunglasses. You look to the top of Spencer's head, his own sunglasses set neatly behind his ears. "You just, have an extra pair of sunglasses?" you ask, as he brings you back into a snuggle. "Of course i do" He confesses, pressing a short, sticky kiss to your forehead. You smile, reminding yourself that you need to write a thank you letter to Diana for raising some a smart, sweet, and considerate son. "Thanks Spence" You mutter. Spencer smiles, pulling his own sunglasses down over his eyes, ready to fall asleep next to you. He shuffles close, leaning his head atop yours. You give a small happy hum, and let yourself sleep for the first time in two days.

2.

You've had a bad day. That's what you tell Spencer as you get in the elevator with him, your arms crossed over your chest, heavy bag slung over your shoulder. Your stomach grumbles and you're reminded that you've not had your usual lunch with Spencer because you've had an enormous amount of paperwork and just did not have the time. "Ahh. Thank you Baby" You whine as he slips the bag off your shoulder. Spencer chuckles and hikes the bag op on his own shoulder. You swear that man has no limit to what he can hold on his shoulders. He could carry 20 bags on one shoulder and not even get winded. You lean on his non bag shoulder and he sets an arm around you. You lay a hand on your stomach, hoping to quiet it. Spencer spares your stomach a glance and your face heats op in embarrassment. You definitely want your stomach to shut op now, and you're kinda regretting letting Spencer take your bag.

"Is something wrong?" He asks, rubbing your side lightly. The question seems odd to you. Is something wrong?, not what is wrong? Normally Spencer would already know something is wrong, or he'd wait to see if you give any more clues. Something must seem very wrong to him, if not he wouldn't be asking. "I'm hungry, starving actually" You confess, hoping that he would take pity on you and get you a snack at some local corner store. "Ha" he sighs, petting your side before letting og of you. You whine and sigh at the same time, whining for him to keep being a pillow and sigh because he won't hold you. "Just a minute Princess" He opens his own bag, digging around for something. For a second you hope he's got a snack, before remembering that he doesn't keep food with his books because some are first edition that he can't risk getting dirty.

You sigh again, and resign yourself to hunger until you get home. But hopefully just until you hit the street and find a store. Spencer nudges you. "Here" he says, and you open your eyes to find Spencer handing you a tapper wear box, layered in two plastic bags. "What is it?" You asks, undoing the plastic. "An extra lunch, a ham and cheese sandwich, crackers, half an apple, half a pear, and a box of apple juice. I always have one" He says, taking the plastic bags from you. Your stomach rolls in happiness as you lean op to kiss him. "You are magic!" you swear and open the lunch. You stuff the de-cored apple in your mouth and chew, then the de-cored pear. You sigh happly as the food settles in your stomach. "How does it not go bad?" you ask, starting to pick op the crackers. "I make the extra one and if someone doesn't need it. Then i eat it the next day and make a new extra" Spencer says, setting an arm around you. The elevator door opens and you two step out as you munch on his food. You remind yourself yet again, to write that damn thank you letter to Diana. Maybe it's better if you go see her actually. It's been a while since you two went to see her.

3.

The jet had just taken off when you realised. Well, more remembered. It was suspose to be a fun surprise for Reid later, but you got a not so fun susprise. It would just have been unpleasant timing. Had you been wearing underwear. So that's how you find yourself crying in the bathroom. You're wearing a skirt with no underwear and you just got your period. You don't wanna move off the toilet but you can't stay in the bathroom for ever. It's a 2 hour flight. What are you gonna do? had you packed underwear just in case? oh god you don't remember. You grab your phone off the sink. Which one of the girls might have underwear in your size? Emily? Would she even have an extra pair? Would any of them? You about to text JJ, hoping her mom instincts might mean she'd have an extra pair, when you get a text from Spencer.

I know something is wrong, please tell me what so i can help you

You sigh. God damn you've been in for too long. You grab some paper and dry your tears. You love that man. So, so much. You'd die for that man right now. You switch to your chat tread with your boyfriend.

I'm having some femmine issues, would you mind checking my bag for underwear and a pad?

You find yourself blushing a bit, it's not something you like discussing with Spencer. It's not that he doesn't understand. He's actaully a bit too understanding sometimes. Letting you take out your frustration on him when you don't know what else to do and letting you cry on his shoulder when you've realized what you've said. There's a knock on the door and you gather yourself before answering it. Spencer slips you a small bag you don't recognize. You take it and shut and lock the door. You sit back down and open the bag. You could hug that man to death right now. A few months ago, you'd caught Spencer looking through your underwear drawer. He insistsed that he wasn't looking to take anything, and he didn't. You laughed about, if he wasn't gonna take anything then way was he looking? You have your answer now. The bag has a pair of black boy short and 4 pads. Is it kinda weird that he brought you underwear and somehow has it on him exactly when you need it. Maybe, do you care right now? Fuck no.

You fix yourself, making sure there would be no evidence of your little accident. You stick your head out from the bathroom and motion for Reid. Spencer quietly comes to you. No one bothering to look at you two. You pull him inside the bathroom. He looks both suprised and a little scared. You lock the door behind him. "Do they not fit?" He asks. "No, they fit fine. But my god, i could just-" You grab his face and kiss him feverishly. He doesn't quite give you the response you hoped for, only kissing you gently. He places his hands on your waist, gently pulling away from you. "I'm sorry, we're on the clock" You mumble, petting his cheek. "But thank you so much" you murmur, pressing another quick kiss to his lips before you send him out ahead of you. You gather yourself for a moment before walking back out.

You sit down next to Spencer, throwing your legs over his, snuggling op to him quickly. "Better?" He asks. You nod. "Thank you" You whispser, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. "Anytime" spencer smiles slightly.

4.

You lay down on the couch on the jet. Feeling so tired and small. You just wanna go home. While the team knows you're a little so you don't have to hide or try to stay big. JJ was the first to notice and give you a blanket to snuggle with. It was a hard case, really hard case, a mother and a son killing the son's father figures before killing killing his actual dad. Spencer's sitting with your head in his lap, petting your hair. You wish you were home with Spencer, home with your daddy and stuffies and little gear. You glance op to Spencer, blinking a bit. He glances down to you. "You okay baby?" Spencer asks, setting his book aside to give you all his attention. You bite your bottom lip, toying with your thumb as well, hoping for permission to suck your thumb.

Spencer tilits his head in confusion. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asks, petting your hair gently. "Daddy..." You mumble, not wanting the others to hear. "Daddy's here" He whispers back to you. You pout, snuggling closer, blinkinng at him uselessly. You shuffle around a bit, bitting harder at your lip, hoping he'd cach your hints too. "Oh, baby don't hurt yourself" Spencer says, petting you cheek. You whine and Spencer grabs his bag and looks through it. You sigh lowly, why's he ignoring you? Suddenly Spencer's slipped a pacifier into your mouth, you huff in surprise. "Better?" He asks. You nod happily, sucking on the pacifier. "Good, need anyting else?" Spencer asks gently, petting you hair and face. You mumble through the pacifier, hoping he'd understand you. "Stuffie? You have stuffie?"

Spencer reaches into his bag again, pulling out a small stuffie, before tucking it close to your chest. "There you go little one" Spencer coo's lowly, continuing to pet your hair. You snuggle close to him, happy to have some comfort. You didn't even know Spencer brought a pacifier with him in his bag, but you're not complaining. You're very happy. "Okay, just get some sleep little one" Spencer coo's, gently petting your back, you relax at his touch, feeling asleep quickly.

You are woken op by the jet landing and Spencer gently rousing you. You hum, still sleepy. "What?" You ask, blinking a few times to really open your eyes. Spencer's helping you to your feet, arm around your waist. You pout when you realize you no longer have your pacifier. Spencer gently coaxes you op and fixes your clothes. You whine lightly, looking around for your pacifier. He slips it back in your mouth and you smile sleeply. "Come on Baby, Emily's taking us home" Spencer says, guiding you down from the plane stairs. "Cold" You mumble, shivering. "I know baby it's okay" He reasures you as the two of you get in the back of Emily's SUV. Spencer gently buckles you in and lays his jacket over you. "Thank you daddy" You mumble without thought. Spencer blushes and you can hear Emily laughing lightly. But only barely, you're too tired to care. You lean close to Spencer, snuggling close.

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Patton, Honey

Ship : moxiety

Waring : a mention of a nightmare, crying,

Virgil walks through the hallway and down the stairs to the bathroom door.

He hasn't seen Patton all night, his lover wasn't in bed when he fell asleep.

Not that that was unusual, considering they had gotten an argument earlier

But when he wakes up, he hears....

Soft sobbing?...

Are his ear deceiving him?

Virgil Softly knocks on the bathroom door, the sobbing suddenly stop.

"Patton, Honey is that you?" The door unlocks, a rough Patton opens the door slightly, Peering at him with sad eyes.

Virgil opens his arms with the softest smile Patton's ever seen. Patton hides himself in Virgil's arms, "Sorry..."

"Honey what's wrong?"

No matter what Virgil trys Patton won't tell him what's going on, he trys again "Patton, Honey can you look at me, Please?"

Patton looks up at Virgil, the sadness of the others eyes makes it all clear

"Another Nightmare?"

Patton can only nod and go back to hiding himself in Virgil's arms

"I'm sorry Sweetie”

Virgil's gaze moves to the couch 'he slept on the couch?!'

V rocks Patton back and forth

"Baby don't tell me you slept on couch.."

Virgil's voice sounds sad and emphatic

Patton can only nod as tears fall

Virgil holds patton close "Patton, you know you get nightmares when you sleep on the couch”

“Why would you do that” Virgil mutters a hand leaving Patton’s side and moving to the smaller sides hair

“I’m..not sure” Patton mumbles sleeply leaning into Virgil’s touch

“Let’s get you upstairs then” Virgil whispers his hands finding their way under his lover’s legs lifting him up.

Patton’s legs slowly settling around Virgil’s wasit “Mm...”

Patton’s eyes drift close “Tried?” Virgil’s voice is soft and soothing

“Yeah....”

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Patton burys himself in Virgil’s warm embrace “Patton if you do that again i swear to god” Virgil mumbles triedly “i know, i’m sorry..” Patton mutters into Virgil’s chest. Soon they were both asleep in each other’s arms, cuddled up warmly

Bed?

Nico and I are sitting by the campfire. Nico came home from a trip to underworld earlier today, so me, being clingy. I'm don't want him to leave my side. Nico's sitting on my left, half asleep, leaning his head on my shoulder. I've got an arm around him, keeping him from falling. He's tired, but want to see the campfire, so here we are. We had a nap together when he had been cleared by the Infirmary, specifically so he wouldn't be tired. But he's had a long day, long week. I've told him that he can go to bed, and that I happily walk him back to his cabin. But he refused, wanting to stay at the campfire until curfew. He clings to my arm. Struggling to keep his eyes open. "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you back to your cabin?" "Yes I'm sure" Nico mumbles, resting his face against my bare arm. He's leaning on me, trying to stay awake. It's a late summer night, and it's getting dark out. I smile at the state he's in. He's just a small sleepy boy. My small sleepy boy. I mean, he's a lot more, but right now, he's just a sleepy boy. I almost jump as something hits my legs. I look down, and breathe a sigh of relief. It's just Nico's legs. He shifts closer, half way on my lap. I chuckle. I slide my arm down, holding onto his hips, I move an almost asleep Nico fully in my lap. Mostly to keep him from falling, and to keep close. On a normal day, he would never let me do this, but when he's really tired, he just doesn't care. He hums some happy sound and slings his arms around my neck. He peaks his eyes open a tiny bit, he cracks a gently smile and snuggles into the skin of my neck. Will offers me a marshmallow on a stick, I smile and take it. Nico whines, shifting a bit. I bring my arm by and hold around his waist. "Tired boy" I coo, I rest a thumb under his shirt, feeling the warm skin. I spin the marshmallow around the fire. Slowly roasting it. I shift back a little, pulling Nico further up on my lap. He's sitting sideways.

Nico whines, shifting until he's straddling me, arms loosely wrapped around my hips, Sticking his legs out behind me, and snuggles his face into my neck. "Well good day to you" I murmur. "Screw off" "Hey" I playfully tap his back, and he gently pushes against me. I have to put a hand back to keep from falling backwards and off the bench. I chuckle to myself and pull the marshmallow back from the fire to not burn it. Will passes me some crackers I didn't ask for but I use then anyway, I eat maybe about half of it, before the taste goes sour. I've never been a big fan of marshmallows but they're okay. I gently poke Nico. "Do you want the rest?" I ask as he pulls back from my neck to look at me. He pulls an arm away from me. "Sure" He yawns taking it from me. He eats slowly, he's very tried. He finishes it off, tucking his head back into my neck. He shifts a tiny bit. "Are you sure you don't wanna go to bed?" I ask again. "Yes I'm sure" He whispers. He's getting a little heavy in my lap, but it's a good weight. Calming, almost. He's keeping me here, but not in a I'm trapped kinda way. In a, grounding way. Like I'm really here. I'm happy to just have him here in my lap. He never wants to sit with me like this, but when sleepy, he does pretty much anything I want him too. I'm getting a bit broad. A half asleep Nico gently kisses around he places his can reach from where he's resting his head. "That tickles" I yawn. He's trying to keep himself awake. I smile and pat his back. He muffles some words into my neck. "I know" I think is what he said. He snuggles into my neck, yawning against my skin. The warm breath sending a shiver down my spine. If we stay here for much longer, then I'm gonna end op falling asleep too. I shift a bit under him and he whines, gently biting into the skin of my skin. I hold back a small gasp. Fucking, oh gods why now.

I pat the lowest part I can, it's almost his ass. A small warning, a hey no, I'm tired and you're tired. He goes quiet after that, and for a little bit of time. I think I've made him mad. But then there's a snoring by my ear. Great, finally bedtime for us both. I shift, testing to see if my feet are awake. The are, So I slowly get to my feet. Getting an arm under him to carry him. Nico mumbles but doesn't move. I jump a little, Getting Nico to lean into me. Will laughs at me, but it's light, and happy. "Don't drop him" He chuckles. I groan. "I'll try" I say. A few people stare at us as I carry him away from the campfire. I'll just take him back to my cabin. That's easier. It's a lot harder to carry someone who's sleeping, because they don't balance themselves. Luckily I don't drop him. As I reach the door of my cabin, I can't open it normally, I would drop him if I tried. So I turn my back to the door, and press down the handle with my elbow. It flies open and I stumble back, I catch myself before I land flat on my back. Nico continues snoring on my shoulder. He's cute when he's asleep. I lay him down on my bed, gently. He holds onto my neck, whining in his sleep. I hush him, slowly tugging his arms off my neck. I step away and close the door. I find clothes for him to wear, If I leave him in his clothes, he'll stink tomorrow, and If I leave him in his underwear he'll be a little mad. So I get him a shirt to sleep in. "Jacey?" He mumbles out. Oh fuck did I wake him op. An almost asleep Nico is sitting op in bed, rubbing his eyes. "Yes baby?" I say, making my way back to him. I gently guide his own, smokey T-shirt off. "Why are we here?" "Because" I'm cut off by a yawn. "You fell asleep, and I'm tired" I yawn again. slipping the shirt on him. He sits there, he doesn't say another word as I work his belt and pants off. I strip off my own clothes as Nico get's comfortable in my bed.

More like our bed. It's become our bed, we have our own sides, Nico sleeps on the left, and I sleep on the right. I lay down with him, kicking the blanket off the bed, because it's hot. Nico shivers for some reason, right, a tired Nico is a cold Nico. He pulls at my arm in the dark. Whining for something. "Yeah?" I murmur. "Cuddle?" He pleads, his voice is so low and whiney. How the hell do I say no to that. I shuffle close to Nico. "Of course" I mumble back. He shifts over to me, tucking himself into my body. I smile, wrapping my arms around him. I snuggle my nose into his hair. It's smells of smoke, so pretty normal for a night like this. He happily sighs into my chest, it sends a shudder down my spine. I can't help but chuckle. "Good night Honey" I murmur. "Night night" He mumbles. We lay for a bit, cuddling. Nico falls asleep so quickly, snoring. I hold back a small laugh, he's so cute. I kiss the op of his head. "I love you" I say. I still can't say it to him when he's awake. It's the first time I've ever dared to utter it aloud. "I love you too" He mutters back to me. He's sleeping, he has to be sleeping. He leans op to my lips, placing a light kiss on my lips. He gives me a half asleep smirk, then resettles in bed and falls asleep in seconds. Fuck, did that really happen. That really happened. I both want him to remember it, and I wish for nothing more then that he doesn't. I stay awake for hours after, unable to get my heart to stop racing.

Pain

You were done, everything was hurting and you just wanted to go the fuck home. The first thing you did, was tell Hotch, who immediately send you and Spencer home, as you are in no condition to drive. Spencer had packed your things for you, telling you to just relax the best you can. He bent down, helping you put on compression socks, it didn't always help, but you're hoping it'll work today.

"Are you sure you don't have any painkillers with you?"

"Yes Spencer for the millionth time i use the last one!" You yell, you didn't mean to, but you're just so irritated. Spencer gives you the look, and your shoulder shrugs sag. "I'm sorry, I just....No, I don't have any more pain meds left and it's getting really bed" You explain as Spencer helps you into a soft par of slippers.

"I'll stop by the pharmacy on our way back and you can see if you can get some sleep?"

You smile, he's too sweet to you sometimes. "Thank you" You brush a hand over his hair.

Spencer help you to the car with a blanket and a pillow, it's about 9pm and while you are tired, the pain is making you restless. When you finally get more painkillers, it makes the pain dull, but not go away, now your whole body just aching instead. So Spencer does what Spencer does best.

He makes you comfortable.

He feeds you all the food and drinks you can think of, makes all the stops you need to get out and stretch, and when you finally fall asleep, he drives carefully.

Spencer doesn't wake you op when you arrive home. You blink your eyes open as Spencer tucks you into bed. Your body still aches but the drowsiness outweighs it and you fall asleep again. Spencer tucks himself in behind you, careful to not make your pain worse by cuddling you.

You guide his arms to places it doesn't hurt too badly and the two of you fall asleep.

Normalize having multiple sets of pronouns

Just do it.

A night of kisses and cuddles

“Why did you leave so manyyy.” Virgil complains as Roman places Them on their bathroom counter, “Do they hurt?”

“Kinda” They mumle as Roman plays with their hair “Okay, what do you need me to do My sweet little emo?”

“First of all, don’t call me that. Second of all, how am i supposed to know?!” Virgil whines as Roman slightly pulls their hair.

“Hush emo i know you like it, Now hold still” Roman softly says as he opens the cabinet above Them.

Roman takes out a bottle of lotion, pouring some on his hands.

He begins massaging Virgil’s neck as the smaller side cross their legs, blushing.

“Okay?” Roman asks hoping for a good reaction from his sweet emo

“Mm” The words barely leave Virgil’s mouth before Roman is yet again asking “Are you sure?” Roman sounds down right guilty

‘God how many did i leave’ Roman thinks as he glances down at Virgil’s collarbone, their tanktop hanging slightly loose ‘How pretty’

“R-Ro” Virgil whines placing a hand on Roman's shoulder, “huh” Roman mutters as he looks back op at Them

Virgil’s face is a cherry like red, “your h-holding a l-little tight”

“Sorry sweetheart” Roman’s says quickly loseing his hold as somone begins loudly knocking on the door.

“Are you two in there?” They hear Logan question from beyond the door

‘Ooooo the nerds home~ ’ Roman smiles as Logan opens the door

“What the hell happend” Logan asks looking over at Virgil

“Roman you know our’re baby bruises easily” Logan says walking over to them

“I know that” Roman says as Logan looks at him “then why-“ Logan was cut off by Virgil

“Lo it’s okay, i-i asked him to” Virgil crosses their arms “oh well then, i’ll go help Patton with dinner”

“Pop star’s Home too?!” Roman yells practically jumping up and down “indeed my love, would you like help too?” Logan asks smiling.

“Yes yes yes!!” Roman joy fully yells and runs out of the bathroom to go help Patton in the kitchen.

“Virgil, you okay?” Logan asks as Virgil contines to blush. “Hoodie?” Logan asks jokingliy “Yes please....” Virgil whispers

“Come on then let’s get you one” Logan takes Virgil’s hands helping them down from the counter.

They walk to their shared bedroom and Virgil borrows one of Patton’s hoodies.

“Dinner kiddos!” It comes from the kitchen.

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"Are we still holding moive night tonight?" Logan asks looking around.

"I'm down" Virgil says nodding "of course baby" Patton chines in “just let me clear the table first” Patton says getting op.

“Of course Love. Virgil, Roman rember you two are picking the movie tonight”

“Cinderella!” they both scream happliy, they both love that movie.

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Virgil shivers as Logan trace his fingertips alone their arm, “Aww baby~" Patton coos drawing Virgil’s attenion to the him.

Patton places a kiss on Virgil’s forehead. His emo’s head in his lap, their torso in Logan’s, legs in Roman’s.

“You cold sweetie?” Roman asks as Virgil blushes. "a bit" Virgil says looking back over to the tv, the movie almost over.

Logan reaches for the blanket at the foot of the sofa, laying it on Virgil.

“Thank you” Virgil mumbles as they bury their face under the blanket. They will never admit it but they love movie nights and they wouldn’t miss it for the world

Patton giggels pulling the blanket away from Virgil’s face, “you can’t hide from us sweetheart~” Patton says pulling Virgil in for quick kiss

“Oh come here” Logan says helping Virgil sit up. Patton moves closer to Logan, his hand rubbing Virgil’s back.

Virgil’s hold onto Logan’s neck, as Logan kisses them.

Virgil’s can feel their lips get tired, as Logan’s hands rest apon their wasit.

Logan slowly pulls away, but Virgil's lips weren't cold for long. Roman was right there "Virgie baby, you want another one?~"

"Mm~" Virgil moves closer to Roman. The blanket falling in their lap as Roman gently grabs their hips

Roman kisses them softly, holding Virgil tighter.

"Your just so cute" Logan mutters under his breath as Virgil pulls away from Roman

Patton helps Virgil lay down again, their eyes almost closed. The movies credits roll.

Roman yawns moving Virgil's legs "I need my beauty sleep, so I'm gonna hit the Hay" Roman says getting up and rubbing his eyes.

Roman gives Logan a quick kiss on his forehead, and Patton a quick kiss on his cheek, and Virgil a quick kiss on their lips.

"Goodnight my loves~" Roman says walking up the stairs, "Goodnight sweetie" they all mumble at the same time.

Patton giggles as he helps Virgil sit up again. They end up mostly in Patton's lap half asleep

“I’m gonna hit the hay as well” Logan mumbles get up and turning off the tv. “Sleep tight babe” Patton says as Logan kisses his cheek

“Goodnight Lolo” Virgil sleeply giggles as Logan kisses their forehead. “Night baby” Logan laughs walking up stairs

Virgil shifts in Patton’s lap, “here” Patton says grabing the blanket in Virgil’s lap and throwing it over Virgil’s shoulders.

“Thanks” Virgil says snuggling into Patton’s chest, Patton holds back a squeal hugging them tight.

“We should probably head to bed too Sweetie” Patton says trying to move Virgil from his lap “Noooooo....” Virgil whines holding onto Patton’s neck

“If you don’t move i’m gonna have to carry you” Patton says thinking Virgil would move

“Can you?” Virgil yawns “Would that be okay?” Patton smiles, Virgil had ever let him carry Them before.

Virgil nods almost asleep. Patton picks Virgil up bridal style, the blanket still on them

“Veve?” Patton asks a yawn esaping his lips. “Mm” Virgil’s eyes slightly open, “Can you sleep with me, i don’t wanna be alone”

Virgil nods giving Patton a quick kiss

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Virgil suggles into Patton's chest. Patton Holding Virgil tight. “Baby, can we see if the others are awake, i miss them” Patton sleeply mumbles

“Mm, i miss them too”

They both stumble down the hall, first to Roman’s room.

Virgil peaks their head in “Roro? You awake?”

“I am now” Roman complains as he turns around, now facing the two people in his doorway.

“Sorry...we just wanted to know if you wanted to cuddle, but you seem tired” Virgil says looking at the floor “We’ll leave you be” Patton says talking Virgil’s hand

“Oh, sorry. But if we”re gonna cuddle, then shouldn’t we get Logan?” Roman says getting up from bed.

Patton beams “Well that’s the next stop”

Roman takes Patton’s hand as they walk down to Logan’s room.

The light is on, “Lolo!” Virgil whines as they throw open the door to see Logan sitting at his desk

“Sweetheart, we’re talked about this” Roman sighs walking over, saving the file and shutting off Logan’s computer.

“Right, sorry” Logan rubs his forehead as Patton places a hand om his shoulder

"We gonna go cuddle, and your joining Virgil says taking Logan’s hand and helping him up “it’s 2 am” Logan yawns

“You were up anyway, and we all know you love cuddling~” Roman teases

"Come on Lo" Patton whines taking Logan's other arm

“Okay okay i’ll cuddle with you” Logan surrenders walking along with Them back to Roman’s room

As they all settle into the soft sheets Virgil kisses each of their boyfriends softly, making sure eveybody get’s a hug before they begin cuddling

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“Hey Roman have you seen.....” Thomas frezzes in the doorway, quitely staring at the cuddle pile with Virgil and Patton in the middle.

Thomas smiles sweetliy pulling out his phone and snapping a picure before closing the door, not wanting to wake them anymore