This one comes from the following prompt and I had a lot of fun writing it! Imagine your OTP and their friends skating. Person A doesn't know how to do so, and one of their friends pranks them by pushing them off with enough force that they move forward a few meters. When Person A tries to regain control, they slip and fall flat on their back, prompting Person B, who just noticed what happened, to rush to their side. Person B offers their hand to help A stand up, but A falls back again, this time making B fall on top of them as well.
Rating: K+
Paring: Hotch/Reid
Warning: None
When Garcia had suggested it, the team thought it would be "funny". Well, now, funny was the last word that came to Spencer's mind as he found himself on the ice ring. He was from Las Vegas, for god's sake, how was he supposed to know how to skate?
He was standing a little away from the rest of the group, leaning on the chalet and looking at them. The day was beautiful, not cold at all, but it was snowing lightly and the sun made the snowflakes shine into the light. He looked at the skates in his feet and sighed loudly as a hand fell on his shoulder. He looked up and smiled at Hotch, who took his hands.
"What are you doing?", he wondered softly.
"Teaching you how to skate. Come on, do you trust me?", the unit chief asked.
"Of course", Reid nodded.
Hotch skated backwards for a while, dragging him until they were close to the team. He let go of him and Reid wobbled a little, but managed to stay on his feet.
"Hey, kid! Wanna try something?", Morgan asked.
He had his predator face and the genius shook his head, alarmed.
"N-no… I'm not sure it's a… Ahhh! Morgan!", he screeched.
Derek pushed him off, with enough force that he moved forward a couple of feet, but Reid suddenly stumbled on a small bump and fell down on his back, his head hitting the ice. Hotch's eyes widened and he rushed to the youngest man, kneeling next to him.
"Oh my god, you're okay?", he asked urgently.
"Yes", Reid panted, his breath caught in his ribcage.
Hotch extended his hand to help him up and Reid almost managed to pull himself up, but he lost his balance again, this time making Hotch fall on top of him. They looked at each other for a while before exploding in laughter, the unit chief rolling on his back. The rest of the team appeared over them and helped them up, smiling. Rossi shook his head amusedly, chuckling slightly at the two men's antics.
"Hey, do you want to take these off and go grab coffee?", Hotch offered to Reid.
The genius nodded like an excited kid and Hotch helped him to get into the chalet. There was a small café into it and they sat on the sofa back to their suites. They could see the mountains and the small village not so far away.
The two friends chatted happily, sipping the hot drinks.
"I could stay here for the rest of my life, only walking around and cuddling inside the house. This is heavenly", Reid sighed softly.
"I know, right? I still wonder how Garcia can find nice places like that. It's amazing", Hotch agreed.
The genius leaned on his shoulder and he caressed his hair lightly.
"I love you, Spencer", he murmured.
"I love you too", Reid whispered back.
He looked up and gave him a closed mouthed smile before the older man kissed him. He wrapped his arms around his waist and Reid scooped closer. They heard loud laughs and the door opened so they split up reluctantly. Reid was suddenly choked by a blond tornado and he let out a breath.
"JJ!", he squeaked as she jumped on his lap.
Rossi looked at the couple with a knowing smirk before he sat in one of the armchair. Reid was trying to wriggle out of JJ's touch, arguing her fingers were cold and the rest of the group came back with coffees, sitting on the floor next to the fireplace.
Yes, it really was heaven.
And this was heaven for me too to write :)
SmartBlackRose :)