#team x reader

maki knows that you're a virgin. it was one of the first personal things you told him about yourself.

and you've been together for a few months now. he never asked for anything from you, he never pressured you, and he made sure you knew that he's ready whenever you are.

but you can't help but feel like you were holding your relationship back. you know maki wanted to have sex—every guy did, and with him being an idol, you were sure he needs some way to release all the pent-up stress from his life.

you just can't get out of your own head. you're scared, nervous, unsure—a swirling mess of feelings you wish you could switch off.

but you trust him.

you trust him over anyone else in the whole world to be the one who takes your virginity. and you can't help but get wet at the thought of sex becoming a regular thing between you two.

you just need to ask him first.

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maki arrived at your place after practice exhausted, an hour prior, he sent you a text letting you know he'd stop by.

it’s become a regular part of your schedule now: wanting to look ready every time you’re alone with your boyfriend. you take a shower, shave, moisturize, put on a cute set underneath your clothes in hopes that today you’ll have the courage to initiate something.

you always tell yourself that today is the day you'll ask. today is the day you'll finally make a move.

but today you're serious.

you're serious because you overheard something from maki the other day.

"yuma, don't say that." maki said quietly, glancing over at you who was asleep on the couch beside him.

"it's just a question. i mean the two of you are adorable but you seem too careful with her." he leaned back into the couch as he spoke, running a hand through his hair.

maki mirrored his movements, sighing, "it's not anything bad, it's just..." he bit his lip in thought, searching for the right words. "personal. its something you don't need to know, alright? and im not careful with her. what does that even mean." he muttered the last sentence under his breath.

"she practically eye fucks you every other minute, maki. I bet you're just scared." yuma teased, his arm stretching out to shove maki softly.

maki looked at him in disbelief. "you don't know what you're saying, yuma."

yuma laughs, "what? don't tell me you're afraid you'll finish too fast with her or something."

maki watched you with a soft look, shaking his head. "it has nothing to do with me. If it was up to me, I would've done something a long time ago." he squeezes his eyes shut, a dramatic sigh leaving him. "it goes both ways, yuma."

yuma nodded his head, "yeah, no, you're right." he reached over for the tv remote. "you have talked to her about it though, right? because maybe she wants the first word from you."

maki scratched the top of his head, shaking his head at his member.

yuma's face was one of disbelief and shock. "so you wanna fuck but you don't wanna talk. I don't understand you anymore, bro."

maki rolled his eyes, his finger coming up to him mouth. gesturing for yuma to lower his voice. "she's sleeping right there, dude. lower your voice."

you stopped listening after that, drifting back to sleep on the couch. but the conversation played over and over again in your mind for days after.

you stand anxiously in the kitchen, your mind racing as you stared at the two plates of food you've prepared while maki showered.

what feels like forever while you were alone with your own thoughts comes to an end as you heard his voice.

"are those for us?" he asked, using his head to gesture to the plates. he drops the wet hair towel on a chair before walking over to you. he smells like your citrus body wash and something darker underneath—the faint trace of his cologne and the musk of his skin that you'd know blindfolded.

you nod, smiling at him as he stood in front of you. "I'm starving, babe. you have no idea." he gives you a kiss on the cheek, picking a plate up. "come on, let's go eat."

the two of you dug in as maki told you about his day and how tiring it was.

when he looked up at you, he noticed you'd barely touched your food. his face scrunching softly in concern as he watches you take a few tiny bites, your spoon just pushing the contents around the plate.

"y/n? is everything okay?"

your eyes meet his puzzled ones. "yeah. sorry I was just thinking of something that happened in, um, class the other day."

he nods his head, thankfully buying your white lie.

the next hour continued like this—a blur of him talking and you listening, your heart thumping with a nervous rhythm.

maki has his arm wrapped around you, settling on your hip as you lean into him on the couch. the two of you watch a random youtube video on the television, the flickering light painting his face in shifting blue and shadow, making his features glow under the faint lights.

you grabbed his other hand, placing a soft kiss on his knuckles. "maki..."

he turned his head, his eyebrows knitting together. "yeah?" his eyes never leaving yours.

you slipped out of his hold, moving to straddle his hips, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the warm skin of his neck. your tongue darting out just barely. you'd love to mark him there, wanting to see deep red and purple bruises bloom against his pale skin.

his hands settled on your waist, stretching his neck to give you more room.

"maki, I think... " you pause your movements, chewing on your bottom lip. "i think i'm ready."

his eyes widened, his dark pupils expanding as shock, surprise, and raw excitement warred across his features. "a-are you sure?" he tried to suppress it, not wanting to seem too eager, but the slight tremor in his hands gave him away,

you nodded your head, "I've been thinking about it a lot." you press a kiss to his jaw, moving towards his ear. "i've been thinking about you a lot."

he sucked in a sharp breath, his hands that were on your body fidgeting. he couldn't believe this was happening.

the air around you shifts.

maki manages to calm his brain, gently, he cups your face in his hands, thumbs stroking your cheekbones. he studies you like he’s memorizing the moment. "you’re sure?" he asks again, quieter this time.

"yes," you whisper. "I want you to."

Something in his expression cracks—like his restraint giving way to something hungrier. something deeper. he pushes you gently down against the cushions, climbing over you, staring into your eyes with a heavy look—need, lust, and careful restraint all warring for dominance.

he climbed on top of you, staring into your eyes deeply. a heavy look rested in his eyes, a mixture of need, lust and restraint.

"oh yeah?" his lips hovered over yours as he spoke. "what do you think about when you're alone?"

you gasp, feeling his cold hands slide underneath your shirt, fingers leaving goosebumps in their trail. you can't help but notice the way the veins stood out against his skin, how his own two hands could swallow your waist.

you whimpered when he stopped his hands right under your bra, his hands pushing the shirt up, silently asking you to take it off.

and you do. you hurriedly tugged it off of your body, laying back down on your back as your chest heaved. you felt shy under his gaze, not used to being so exposed to him in such an intimate setting.

but you pushed that side of you away, your hands sliding down to tug off your shorts as well. leaving you in the pretty set you wore just for him.

you took in a deep breath, calming your nerves. "I..." your eyes dart all over his face, trying to read him from the outside. "I always think about the way your hands would feel on me. how you would touch me if I told you that you could."

as you spoke, his hands began crossing your body. going from your waist down to your hips to your legs, a phantom touch left in its wake. the rough calluses on his palms created a delicious friction against your smooth skin.

"mhm, what else, baby."

you closed your eyes, trying your best to gather your thoughts into sentences. but god, was it hard with the affect that his touch had on you.

"the way you'd stretch me out with your fingers before we did anything else," you shut your eyes tightly, chest heaving as you imagined everything.

maki's hands were huge. the amount of times you fantasized about them was shameful. the way they'd look and feel wrapped around your neck, applying just the right amount of pressure as he pounded into with no remorse.

his fingers curled around the fabric of your panties, slowly dragging the thin piece of clothing off your body before discarding it on the floor.

he pressed a kiss against your bare thigh, resting his forehead there for a moment. he needed to recollect himself before he did too much too soon.

"maki..." you mumbled, you felt an unignorable ache in between your legs.

you grabbed his wrist, guiding his hand to nest in between your thighs. your hips bucked up, desperate for some friction.

your grip on him remained tight, pathetic whines and moans leaving you. "please, maki, touch me. do something." your watery eyes stared at him in need.

"fuck," he muttered, his breathing getting heavier as he nodded his head. one of his hands pressed against your thigh, pushing it open for him.

the sight of your glistening folds made his head spin. he couldn't believe he was looking at you so bare and vulnerable for him.

"look at me," he says, voice rough and commanding. "don't close your eyes. I want to see you."

he brought his fingers over to your entrance, swashing them in the warm wetness that flooded out of you.

he really wanted to taste you. but he'd wait for that, he wanted nothing more than to see how you would look, your body shaking and trembling as high pitched moans flew out your pretty mouth. or maybe your moans would be deeper, erupting from your chest as your head was knocked back against the pillows.

his cock ached at the thought.

his lubricated fingers traveled up to your clit, rubbing slow circles on it.

a choked sob escaped your lips, your back arching off the couch as a jolt of pleasure shot through you. his touch confident, deliberate, and each circle he drew on your clit sending another wave of heat through your already burning body.

he watched you, his dark eyes intense and focused, drinking in every twitch of your muscles, every gasp that fell from your mouth.

"maki," you whimpered, your hands fisting in the cushions beside your head. "please…"

your hips twitched, knocking your head back as you whined.

god, he loved hearing you beg for him. his cock jumping at every sound escaping your lips. he could already feel a wet patch on his boxers sticking to the tip of his swollen cock.

your fingers reached down, wrapping around his hand as you pulled them away.

"maki, please." your glossy eyes stared into his. "I need more, I need to feel you."

his breath hitched at your words, his body stilling. he needed to take a second, he had to remind himself to be patient with you. to be gentle. but now he's rethinking if that's what you really want from him.

"okay," he said quietly, "I'll give you more, baby, but I need to open you up a bit more f'me, yeah?"

with a pout, you nodded your head. you felt him shift his weight as one slick finger slowly pressed into your entrance. the stretch a dull pressure that bloomed into a deep, throbbing ache as he worked it deeper, his eyes locked on yours, watching for any sign of discomfort.

"relax for me, pretty," he murmured, his other hand stroking your hip soothingly. "breathe."

you tried, you really did, but it was all overwhelming. his finger inside you moving at a slow, shallow thrusting motion that had your toes curling. he added a second finger, the stretch a pleasurable burn that had your head lolling back when he curled his fingers inside you.

"oh god," you cried out, your body arching onto his. "right there, maki—"

"here?" He did it again, rubbing against that sensitive bundle of nerves with a steady rhythm that had you climbing higher and higher. his thumb found your clit, rubbing in sync with the thrusts of his fingers.

"maki, I'm gonna… I'm gonna cum," you choked out, your eyes rolling back as the coil in your stomach tightened.

"cum for me," he urged, his voice strained. "cum on my fingers. I want to feel it." his voice whispered right beside your ear, his hips just barely rutting against your thigh.

with a loud moan, your orgasm crashed over you, waves of pleasure crashing over you. your inner walls clenching around his fingers as your body trembled uncontrollably as he worked you through it, prolonging the high until you were a whimpering and begging for him to stop.

he slowly withdrew his fingers, and you watched, dazed, as he brought them to his lips, his eyes never leaving yours as he licked them clean.

"you taste so much better than I imagined," he said, his voice husky. he leaned down, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. you moaned against his lips as you could faintly taste yourself on his tongue.

he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. "a-are you still sure you wanna continue?" he asked, his breathing ragged.

you reach between your bodies, palming the hard length of his cock through his sweatpants. he hissed, his hips jerking into your touch as he muttered a curse.

"yes," you whispered, your voice firm. "I'm sure, ki."

he stood up, stripping off his shirt and pants in a few quick movements, and your breath caught at the sight of him. he was all lean muscle and smooth skin, his cock standing at his fullest, a bit dark hair growing at the base. the tip was flushed, already beading with precum. he grabbed a condom from his wallet, rolling it on with practiced ease before settling back between your legs.

he positioned himself at your entrance, his gaze locked with yours. "I'll go slow," he promised, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll do my best, just tell me if you need me to stop."

you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss as he slowly began to push inside you. the stretch was more intense this time, a sharp and unpleasant feeling that had you tensing up.

his brows furrowed at the sight of your face, his heart clenching.

"I know, I'm sorry, baby," he murmured against your lips, pausing to let you adjust. "just breathe and relax yourself."

you forced yourself to relax, breathing through the discomfort, and as he began to move again, the pain slowly began to fade, replaced by a deep, full feeling that was strangely pleasurable.

he was watching you so intently, his movements slow and careful, until he was fully sheathed inside you.

"how do you feel?" he asked, his voice gentle as he waited for your response.

your hips twitched on their own accord, causing you to bite back a moan. "it feels way better now." a small smile on your face as he brought your hand to his mouth, placing a small kiss.

he began to move. a slow, shallow rhythm that gradually built itself up. with each thrust, the pleasure intensified, the burning sensation completely gone and replaced by a deep, throbbing ache that had you craving more. you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

The sounds of you two filled the room—the slap of skin on skin, your breathless moans and his deep groans and curses.

he shifted his angle, his cock brushing against that sensitive spot inside you, and you cried out, your nails digging into his shoulders.

"Right there?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you lose yourself on the pleasure he was giving you.

you dumbly nodded your head, barely getting words out of your mouth. "yes! yes, fuck, ki, it feels so good."

his hips snapped against yours, the coil in your stomach tightening again, and you could feel your second orgasm building, more inrense than the last.

"baby," you cried out, your head thrown back in ecstasy. "I'm close. im gonna cum again."

"Cum with me, baby," he urged, his voice ragged. "yeah? you gonna cum all around my big cock?"

again you nodded, mind fuzzy as you moaned.

his words sent you over the edge, and with a final thrust, you shattered. your orgasm ripping through you as he followed you over a moment later with a hoarse cry, his body shuddering against yours. his head dropped to your shoulder as he filled the condom with his release.

he collapsed against you, his body heavy and spent, his face still buried in the crook of your neck. you held him close, your bodies slick with sweat and your cum. even your hearts beating in a frantic, synchronized rhythm.

after a long moment, he lifted his head, his eyes soft and full of an emotion that made your chest ache. "I love you," he said, his voice thick with emotion.

you pulled him down for a tender kiss. "I love you too," you whispered against his lips. "thank you for being so patient."

his smile made your heart skip a beat. "Anything for you," he said, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Always."

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My older brother Aaron was a big time FBI agent. I also worked for the FBI, but I was in a different area then him. I worked with trying to find children, but I was trained in profiling, Aaron made sure of that. Currently someone was after the team, specifically my brother. If he was after my brother that means he was after me as well. They brought me in on the investigation. 

“Alright, what do we got?” I asked walking into the round room. 

“What are you doing here?” Aaron asked. 

“I was brought in, this guy’s after you which means he’s after me.” I said. 

“I know, but you should be in protection.” He said and I shrugged. 

“You and I both know I would be more useful here.” I said and he sighed. 

“So what do we have?” I asked. 

“We just got approved to go to Foyet’s hideout. We found him.” Rossi said. 

“Great, let’s get this fucker.” I said and walked out of the room. 

We were in the building across the street watching for any movement in Foyet’s apartment. There was nothing. It was annoying, but we needed to wait for Morgan’s call. 

“Swt’s getting antsy.” JJ said coming up to us. 

“I’ll tell them when it’s time to go. Right now we sit tight. Let them know.” Morgan responded and JJ walked back over to them. 

“These guys are trained to move, not just sit around. I can’t really say that I blame them.” He said. 

“He might not even be there anymore.” Spencer said. 

“I know and the longer we sit here, the further away he gets.” Morgan said. 

“You make the best clal you can, kid.” Rossi said. 

“I say we go in.” I said. 

“It could be a trap.” Spencer said. 

“Yeah, but like Morgan said. The longer we sit here the further away he gets.” I said. 

“Alright, this is what we’re gonna do. We’ll send someone with a camera to look under the door and see if he’s there. Undercover.” He said and we nodded. 

“Better than doing nothing.” I said and texted my brother the plan. Him and Emily came up to watch. 

“You getting the signal?” The undercover agent asked. 

“Copy.” Morgan said. 

“No warm bodies. Looks like a kitchen table, chair.” 

“Is that a laptop on the table?” Spencer asked. 

“It could be useful.” Emily said. 

“Is that food?” Morgan asked. 

“Get closer to that.” Rossi said. 

“Wait, go back. What’s that on the floor?” Aaron asked. 

“It’s his mail.” I said. 

“Yeah.” Aaron said and pulled his gun out. We all followed and rushed to the apartment. Swat broke down the door and we rushed inside. 

“What happened?” Emily asked. 

“He’s not coming back here. He left an untouched meal.” Aaron said. 

“You drop your mail like this when you’re startled, when you need to get out of dodge quick.” Rossi said. 

“So something tipped him off. He knew we were coming.” I said. 

“Suitcases are open, some clothes are missing. There’s a safe with a stash of guns in it.” Morgan said. 

“He didn’t even bother to lock them up again.” JJ said. 

“If he’s in a hurry, he’ll make a mistake.” Rossi said. 

“Yeah, but when Foyet gets cornered, he starts killing.” Aaron said and walked off. 

“We’re not gonna let that happen.” Morgan said. 

“We need to get Garcia on this.” Emily said looking at the laptop.

“I’ll talk to my brother.” I said and followed him into the other room. 

“He’s ahead of us…” He said. 

“I know, but you need to focus. Don’t let him get into your head.” I said and he sighed. 

“He’s already in it.” He said and I sighed. 

“Aaron, you’re strong and with two Hotchner’s on this case, We’ll catch him.” I said and he turned to face me. 

“You shouldn’t be on this case at all.” He said and I rolled my eyes.

“You really thought I would be okay with just being on the sidelines with some psycho after my family?” I asked and he sighed. 

“You should know me better than that by now Aaron.” I said and he nodded. 

“I do know you, that’s why you should be in protection.” He said and I shurgged. 

“Well not gonna happen, so get over it.” I said with a smirk and he rolled his eyes. 

“Guys! We got something!” Morgan called and we walked back into the room. 

“He is creepy good.” Garcia said. 

“How good?” Spencer asked. 

“He wiped his hard drive. Might have been in a hurry to leave, but whatever was on there, he did not want us to see it.” She answered. 

“Garcia, tell me that you’re hacked in and that you can rebuild it.” Morgan said. 

“Whatch me work, darling.” She said. 

“Hello.” She said after a moment. 

“What have you got?” Aaron asked. 

“Um, he had an internet alarm on the name Peter Rhea. it alerted him as soon as we ran a check on it.” Garcia said. 

“What else did he wipe?” I asked and pictures started flashing on the screen. 

“Garcia, wait a minute. Freeze it right there.” Morgan said and she did. 

“Oh my God, isn’t that-” JJ cut herself off. 

“That’s the U.S. Marshal assigned to my family.” Aaron said pulling out his phone. 

“Foyet’s been watching him this whole time?” Emily asked. 

“Sam, it’s Aaron. We found Foyet’s location, but he has surveillance photos of you. Call me for a meet location or we’re on our way to you.” He said and hung up. 

“We’re gonna need to deploy another Swat unit.” Morgan said. 

“That’s gonna take another half hour.” JJ said. My brother turned and left the room. 

“Hotch?” Rossi called. 

“Go. Go!” Morgan said. We followed him out. We rushed to the Marshall’s house and Rossi and Hotch went in first. We followed behind. 

“I tried. I’m sorry.” He said.

“What are you sorry for?” Aaron asked. 

“I… I tried.” He said again. 

“Are Jack and Haley safe?” My brother asked. Sam just started breathing havily. 

“Sam, tell me what happened.” He begged. 

“I don’t know how he got in...” Sam said. 

“I need to understand. Does he know where Jack and Haley are?” He asked. 

“I didn’t…” Sam said. 

“What about her phone number? What her safe phone number?” He asked. 

“I didn’t… It won’t matter. ” Sam said. 

“I- It tried, Hotch.” Sam said and the paramedics came. My brother got in the back with them and that was it. My brother called Morgan and told us what was happening. My brother had a car and he knew a location, you didn’t need to be a profiler to know what was happening next. 

“Hotch is calling Foyet.” Garcia said. 

“Damn it Aaron!” I said shaking my head. Garcia put the call on speaker and he was telling him his life story. We were listening in to hear what he was doing. The called ended and we didn’t know where he was, yet. 

“Alright, Foyet has to be in control. He had Haley come to him.” Morgan said. 

“Yeah, but where would he take her?” Spencer asked. 

“He’d want Hotch to find him, to see where he was, to see what he did.” JJ said. 

“Which means he-”

“He said something on that call that tells hotch where to go.” Rossi said cutting Emily off. 

“Reid, what did he say exactly?” Morgan asked. 

“”Haley’s hair looks good dark. She’s lost some weight. It must be because of all the stress you caused her. Where’s the little man? Oh, there he is now. Do you think he likes Captain America because of you? That’s your wife on the other line. Hold, please. 

“Hi. Open the gate and I’ll drive in.” Spencer said quickly. 

“Open the gate?” Rossi said. 

“It would be someplace with the biggest emotional impact for Hotch.” Emily said. 

“And Haley has access to the gate.” Morgan said. 

“He took them to their house. When they lived together.” I said realizing where they were. 

“Of course. Foyet planned this all the way to the end. It’s everything to him.” Emily said. 

“We don’t have time to talk, we need to go.” I said already on my way out. I had my phone out calling my brother. 

“Y/N.” He answered. 

“He’s going to your house.” I said. 

“I know.” He said. 

“Morgan is sending out a full tactical deployment.” I said. 

“Good.” He said. 

“We’re on our way. Don’t do anything stupid big bro.” I said and he hung up. 

“Foyet’s calling Hotch.” Garcia said. 

“Garcia, can you get us on?” Morgan asked. 

“Foyet.” Aaron answered. 

“Aaron?” Haley’s voice rang through. 

“You’re okay?” She asked. 

“I’m fine.” He answered. 

“But… He said that… Oh Aaron.” She said. 

“He can hear us, right?” He asked. 

“Yes. I am so sorry.” She said. 

“Haley, show him no weakness, no fear.” He said. 

“I know. Sam told me all about him. Is he, uh…”

“No, Sam is fine.” Aaron said cutting her off. 

“Aaron, Aaron, Aaron. Is that why your marriage broke up, because you’re a liar?” Foyet asked. 

“Don’t listen to him, Haley.” My brother said. 

“I have Sam’s service phone right here. They sent out a mass text about his death. You can take a look if you want.” Foyet said. 

“He’s trying to scare you.” Aaron said. 

“Did you even tell her what this was about? About the deal?” Foyet asked and I looked at the team confused. 

“He’s just trying to make you angry.” Aaron said. 

“Well, she should be. She’s gonna… D-I-E because of your inflated ego.” Foyet said. 

“Ignore him, Haley.” Aaron said. 

“I’m sure you don’t want her to know this part either. You know, all he had to do was stop looking for me and you wouldn’t be in this mess.” Foyet said. 

“Don’t react.” Aaron said. 

“What is he talking about?” Haley asked. 

“Tell Jack I need him working the case.” Aaron said. 

“What?” She asked. 

“Tell Jack I need him working the case.” He repeated. 

“Jack. Did you hear that?” She asked. 

“Hi, Daddy.” Jack’s voice came through the phone and I felt my heart clench. 

“Hi, buddy.” My brother said choked up. 

“Is George a bad guy?” Jack asked. 

“Yes, he is. Jack, I need you on this case with me. Do you understand? I need you to work the case with me.” Aaron said. 

“Okay, Daddy.” He said and my eyes started watering. 

“Jack, hug your mom for me.” Aaron said.  

“Mommy hug me too tight.” He said. 

“I’m sorry.” She siad. 

“Why are you sad?” He asked. 

“Oh, I just love you so much.” She said. 

“Mommy, I gotta go. I’m working the case.” He said.

“Okay.” She said. 

“He’s so cute. He’s like a little juniot G-man. I’ll be right up, Jackie boy!” Foyet shouted.  

“Is he gone?” Aaron asked. 

“Yes.” She said.

“You’re so strong, Haley. You’re stronger than I ever was.” He said. 

“You’ll hurry, right?” She asked. 

“I know you didn’t sign on for this.” He said. 

“Neither did you.” She said. 

“I’m sorry for everything.” He said. 

“Promise me that you will tell him how we met and how you used to make me laugh.” She said. 

“Haley…” He said. 

“He needs to know that you weren’t always so serious, Aaron. I want him to believe in love, becuase it is the most important thing. But you need to show him. Promise me.” She said. 

“I promise.” He said. I was already in tears, but when I heard those three gunshot go off I broke. We were in the dark now. It was only my brother that could actually do anything… By the time we go there Aaron was beating the shit out of Foyet. Morgan pulled him off him and he was dead. He ran off and I followed him. He ran to his office and opened up a chest that was next to his dead. 

“I work the case Daddy, just like you said.” Jack said and I felt relief flud my vein. 

“You did a great job, buddy.” He said. 

“What happened to you, Daddy?” Jack asked. 

“I’m okay. I want you to go outside with Aunt Y/N okay?” He said and gently pushed him my way. 

“Aunt Y/N!” He said and ran to me. 

“Hey buddy.” I said picking him up. 

“Is Daddy okay?” He asked. 

“Daddy is gonna be fine, how about we go outside and draw. You wanna draw?” I asked. 

“Yeah!” He said with a smile. 

The next day I was brought in to talk about my brother. 

“Do you think Agent Hotchner was in the right mind set?” Strauss asked. 

“No my brother was not in the right mind set. His family was in danger and he would do anything to save them. If he didn’t kill Foyet, I would have.” I said and she looked at me. 

“You would have killed him?” She asked. 

“He was after my family too.” I said and she nodded. 

“That’s all we need to know.” She said and I nodded. I left and I went into the round table room where everyone was watching Jack. I smiled at him smiling, he still didn’t really know what was happening… 

“You look nervous as hell,” Nat teases, standing beside you with her arms over her chest and a cocky smirk on her face. 

Glaring up at her, you chew at your lower lip before staring down at your hands. “It’s the waiting that killing me,” you mutter, your eyes glancing up as you notice Tony moving to your side. “I can’t do this. Let’s just go home and whatever’s wrong with my stomach will just have to sort itself out,” you say, swinging your legs over the side to stand up.

Tony chuckles, placing a hand on your shoulder to stop you from standing up. “There’s nothing to worry about. You’re in good hands,” Steve states, making your head turn towards him and your lip to stick out in a stubborn pout. 

“Easy for you to say. You’re not the one going under the knife,” you mention. The team chuckles at you as you glare at each of them individually. 

Tony sits down beside you, placing an arm around your shoulder and pulling your gaze away from the team to him. “You’re stressing over nothing. These people know what they’re doing. They’ve done it a hundred time,” he says in an attempt to comfort you but only making you sigh in annoyance and lowering your head. “Everything will be fine.”

Lifting your head back up at him, you raise your eyebrows and bite your lip. “You’re sure about that?” you question, your fingers picking at each other.

He only smiles at you before pressing a soft kiss on your temple. “Hundred percent,” he mutters, a smile creeping up on your face at his words.

“Besides, we’ll all be here when you come back out,” Wanda mentions, glancing around at the team who nods in response. 

Chuckling at them, you shake your head as you glance down at your hands. “I’m not sure what I should be more worried about,” you say, lifting your gaze up and smirking at them. “You guys annoying the nurses or this damn surgery.”

“I think the nurses will be annoying us more than we will them,” Thor speaks, his eyes staring at the door of your room. 

Following his gaze, you see three nurses swooning at the sight of the team and sending the men a flirtatious wave and a wink. Placing a hand over your mouth to stop a laugh from bursting out and you glance over at Tony who’s also trying to prevent a laugh.

When the nurses scurry away and the doctor appears in the doorway, your heart skips a beat as your hand shoots out to grab Tony’s and tightly squeezes it. “Alright, we’re ready for you now,” the doctor says, giving you a comforting smile.

Sighing, you look at Tony who smiles at you. “I expect a lot of ‘get well soon’ cards and flowers when I come out,” you tease as he stands up and you shift back up on the bed as the doctor walks over to you. 

Tony chuckles and smiles at you before bringing your hand up and placing a kiss on your knuckles. “I’ll make sure to get your favorites,” he says, letting go of your hand and walking out with the team. 

As you watch them leave, your heart pounds against your chest as you glance up at the doctor. “You ready?” he questions as you lean back against the bed. 

You give a nod and bit your lips as you glance over at door, smiling when you spot the heads of the team members peering through the door. The only thing that’s preventing you from jumping out the bed and running away from the hospital is the thought that you’ll have the people you care most about right by your side when you wake up. 

Good luck to @hi-my-name-is-riley​ for your surgery <3 I’d love if you’d let me know how it goes and I’ll be thinking about you. Hope everything goes great :)