Q x Criminalist!Reader

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Requested by MusicianPolarBear Thank you for the translations

You were a criminalist working for MI6, you worked in a lab down the hall from Q. You were originally from Costa Rica, you had moved to England when you were about four years old. You only spoke Spanish when you arrived, you babbled in Spanish to your mother constantly. As you were going up the Spanish turned to a mix of both, now you were fluent in both languages as well as Greek.

You had bonded with Q through a love of music. You played the violin, and piano, while Q played a variety of instruments. Q had a small crush on you. However, if you asked, Tanner, Moneypenny, Bond even M, they would all agree that his crush was anything but small. He would ask you about words in Spanish, you would reply and help him get the word right, you had spent one lunch trying to teach him how to say food groups. "Can I ask you something?"

"Si."

"That means yes right?" You nodded, "Si. ¿Que quieres que diga?"

"What does that mean?"

"Translates to what do want me to say?"

"How do I say, 'I like your eyes?' Y/N."

"Me gustan tus ojos." Q smiled at the way the words tumbled from your tongue, the way your eyes lit up whenever you spoke Spanish. He loved it when you mixed your languages, especially the time you mixed them in front of M and Bond. Bond knew what you had said and had hid his laughter in his eyes, laughter at M's confused face. You had apologised but hadn't translated. "Can you say something else?"

"Me gustan tus ojos."

He laughed, "How do you say computer and musician, and thank you"

"Computadora, Músico, Gracias."

"Gracias, Y/N."

"De nada." Off his confused glance you translated. Then as he was gazing at you, watching the colour dance in your eyes, he muttered "Me gustan tus ojos."

"Gracias." You whispered. There was a feeling of sparks, sparks that seemed to dance across your skin. Q leaned down and kissed you delicately at first before pressing slightly harder making the kiss more passionate. Sparks flew between the pair of you and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to you. The world felt as if it stopped as you kissed, you felt nothing but the warmth of Q's lips on yours and his body pressed against yours. 

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