Jamie watched as you slept, you were resting on his chest. You loved falling asleep on his chest, to feel his breath on the top of your head, to hear his heartbeat under your ear. It relaxed you, knowing he was still there, still alive and with you. You were a cop working in the same station as Jamie, you had never been partnered up together. You had saved his and Eddie's life when you had been called for backup which was how you had met. You breathed in evenly and Jamie watched you, he had fallen in love with you hard. Neither of you had said the words yet. You had fallen hard too, from the way he smiled at you to the way he made you dinner whenever you were upset or had whenever you were on dates.
You woke slowly, moving further into Jamie's warmth. "Morning to you too." Jamie laughed. "You're warm and I'm still sleepy."
"Then go back to sleep." You shook your head, "I want to spend time with you before your tour tonight." He grinned down at you while you smiled sleepily at him. "Want to start with breakfast?" You nodded. "What are you going to make me?" He laughed, "Pancakes with berries?"
"As you wish." He kissed you, a lengthy and slowly, he was relishing in your kiss. Relishing in the warmth of your lips, the feel of them on his. He pulled away from you and you sighed into his lips. "Jamie." He chuckled softly, before kissing you again, a quick chaste kiss. "I'll do the pancakes, you do the berries." Jamie told you kissing you on the cheek, before he could roll out of bed. He decided to tell you how he felt. He had to make sure you knew.
He kissed your nose, making you giggle. The cheeky gesture saying, thank you. His smile brought warmth and joy into your very soul. He often kissed you like this whenever you needed cheering up. You had noticed he had started doing this whenever he needed cheering up as well, it had something to do with your laugh when he kissed your nose. He kissed your forehead, the gesture saying, I need you to be safe. It was the gesture he did every morning before he left for his tour. The gesture he did when he got home safe, the gesture whenever you had returned from your tour safely. He lowered his mouth to your ear. Pressing a kiss to it, it said I love you. It wasn't enough however, he had to make sure you knew. He pressed his face into the crock of your neck. He withdrew his head and looked into your eyes, he made sure that you held his gaze. "I love you, Y/N."
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Fandom One Shots
FanfictionCollection of small one shots about various fandoms. Criminal Minds, NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, NCIS: New Orleans, Hawaii5-0, The Originals, Star Trek, Supernatural, The Avengers, The Kingsman: Secret Service, Bones, Once Upon A Time, Gotham, Mission...
