“Come on,” you command.
At his questioning look you grab one of his hands again, and physically pull him to the door of your room before pushing him out ahead of you and then setting off down the hallway. You’re surprised when he doesn’t immediately question you verbally, but you guess that the keys jingling in your hand are enough of a clue for the Unit Chief of the BAU to figure out what your plan is.
— Together by @ssahoodrathotchner for FIC REC FRIDAY














