#javier!

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JAVIER FALLING IN LOVE

Javier will deny it until he’s blue in the face—but he has to come to terms with this feeling eventually.

He wasn’t supposed to get close to his new DEA partner. Steve was enough of a headache (jokingly, of course) and he didn’t need another person questioning him about his every (and dangerous) move.

But then... it was you.

Eyes bright even in the darkest of moments, a heart that Javier thinks is much too kind for the job, a drive to do anything and everything asked of you—he’s never heard a complaint about work fall from your lips. He figures you must save it for when you’re alone.

Javier thought you’d be a headache. Instead, you became his best kind of medicine.

He drew closer to you without even realizing it, initiating playful banter, making sure your coffee was always full, giving you his jacket if the nights got cold on stakeouts, coming over to each other’s apartments to go over paperwork or just have a drink, and so on.

Javier refuses to believe what’s growing within him, though, until he’s about to spend a much-needed night of emotional release with one of the only women he trusts.

And he realizes that he doesn’t want to be with her. He kisses her and it feels... wrong. Javier feels sick to his stomach—because now he can’t deny it.

He needs you.

No, not your body. Not your mind. Not even just your heart. He needs you, whole and complete and just you.

So, after apologizing to the woman and heading back to the apartment complex, he knocks on your door. There’s still tears in his eyes thanks to what he’s witnessed today and he knows you’ll be trying to pry out his emotions when you open that door.

But you don’t. You open it, you see what he knows you’ll see, and you take him in your arms. Silently. Graciously. If Javier let himself dream a little bit, lovingly.

And that’s when Javier really realizes that he’s in love with you.

Javier is the worst at dealing with this only because he’s so damn afraid—of the commitment, of hurting you, of himself.

You’re the most precious creature he’s ever come across and he thinks you deserve so much better.

But he lets himself be selfish and start dropping hints along the way. The visits become more frequent. The playful banter turns into (respectful) flirting. The jacket is offered to you even when it’s not so cold.

The only problem is, Javier can’t tell if you’re reciprocating because you feel the same way, or if it’s just because you’re so damn kind.

After weeks and weeks of stubborn pining, Javier needs to find out.

He’s about to knock on your door and just say what he feels, but when he gets there, he realizes he needs more of a pep talk. He paces the floor in front of your apartment and says the words over and over.

“I love you. I love you. I—shit.” Javier pauses and contemplates another phrase to say. “I think I love you.” He shakes his head, stopping to place his hands on his hips. He can’t sound like he’s guessing. He has to make sure that you know.

But he says it the moment you open the door—and he can’t stop himself, since they’re already falling from his lips.

“I love you,” Javier confesses the moment your face is revealed to him. His gaze that was once piercing through the wooden surface is now staring right into your eyes, and he feels his heart drop into his stomach as he realizes that there’s no backing out now.

You’re completely frozen for a moment—just out of shock—but Javier’s convinced himself that it’s because you’re horrified. He’s about to show himself back to his apartment when you reach for the collar of his button-up shirt, desperately pulling his mouth to your own.

Javier’s had his fair share of kisses but there’s absolutely none like this. It’s passionate, it’s breathless, it’s beautiful, just like you. His hands reach for the sides of your face and hold it between them, thumbs stroking over your soft cheeks as he pulls you even closer to him.

When you pull away for air, you smile at each other, noses touching as your eyes sparkle in a way they never have before.

“I love you, too,” you breathe in the space between you, the words falling over his lips.

Before he can respond, there’s a voice that comes from above you.