This is my first drabble, please be gentle

It is M/G Prompted by these lyrics:

I said maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me

And after all

You're my Wonderwall

He did it again. He fought with her over Morgan and stormed out. She swore the last time that he did this she would leave him and he showed up, flowers in hand after an equally awkward moment in her apartment with Morgan and a towel, so she just ran with it. It was easier than facing the obvious. They had agreed to standing dates every Tuesday and the first few worked out and it just so happened that this particular Tuesday was also Valentine's Day, a time for lovers and where was she? On her sofa eating ice cream and crying. Pathetic!

First he forgot Valentine's day, she wasn't sure how he did that, it was broadcast everywhere, TV, radio, billboards and yet, he forgot. He went out with his friend because he figured she was still at work while she rushed home and cleaned up and even put on some sexy lingerie she had bought special for the occasion, it was black lace with little red hearts and now it lay in a pile on the living room floor with her smoking hot red dress and black shoes. What a waste of money!

When he finally got home, he was ignorant and moody and started assuming more was going on because she was all dressed up and he had seen Morgan and Reid and Prentiss all heading into the bar. She tried to explain to him she had done it all for him, something special just for him, but he didn't want to hear it. She ran to the bathroom crying and he stormed off.

As soon as he left she called her hero, the one who always saved her...her Noir hero. He was the one constant in her life, he was there when she called, no questions asked and he did not ever ask for anything in return. They had a special relationship, a special bond.

There was a knock at the door and then she heard the key turn in the lock, she didn't move off the sofa. She was numb. He came over and turned on a light and pulled her into his arms, she looked like a wreck, her mascara was running down her face, her lipstick was smeared, he grabbed a warm cloth and washed off her face.

He pulled her in beside him on the sofa and covered her up and put on an old movie. He felt so comfortable with him, like no one else, the others did not comfort her like he could, she was good friends with JJ and Reid, but they didn't curl up on her couch with her, just him. He was special, he meant the world to her. She just wished they could take that next step, to an actual relationship, now she would have to settle for what she had, a wonderful best friend who was definitely her Wonderwall.