Roomies
Sometimes, they're a little too comfortable around each other…
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On cases, they bunk in nice and tight with each other, like an incestuous family of hamsters. Prentiss can't win with roomies, no matter who shares with her. They're all annoying in their own idiosyncratic ways. Reid sleeps with a light on. Hotch makes her feel self-conscious about everything, even her freaking pyjamas. Rossi snores stridently. JJ's lovely but she wakes up whistling at the crack of dawn. And then there's Morgan…Derek fucking Morgan, and his fucking push-ups.
"Aren't you done yet?" she grits out. It's midnight and he's still going.
"Prentiss, this kinda body doesn't come about easy," he says, vanishing again from her sight as he dips down. She can hear him counting still. "Ninety-nine, one-hundred…"
There's a hopeful pause.
"…one-hundred-and-one…"
She's beginning to think she should just start sleeping in the car.