just a normal new love day by katherinewhite72, literature
Literature
just a normal new love day
MUSICMANIAC427'S MAGIC CONTINUATION BY MEEEEEE YYAAAAYYY COOOFFFEEEE
Meanwhile Spencer had just walked into the BAU with a love struck smile on his face. Unluckly for him he worked with profilers who were very nosy. "Morning," he greeted everyone as he took a seat at his desk. Taking out some of his paperwork and began reading and correcting not noticing how everyone was starring. Morgan sent a look at emily and penelope, since jj,hotch, and rossi were in their offices, and they nodded. "Alright spill kid," said morgan as they all cornered him. "Spill what?" Asked reid in honest curiosity. "Why your so sunshiny this morning of course," pene
just a normal new love day by katherinewhite72, literature
Literature
just a normal new love day
MUSICMANIAC427'S MAGIC CONTINUATION BY MEEEEEE YYAAAAYYY COOOFFFEEEE
Meanwhile Spencer had just walked into the BAU with a love struck smile on his face. Unluckly for him he worked with profilers who were very nosy. "Morning," he greeted everyone as he took a seat at his desk. Taking out some of his paperwork and began reading and correcting not noticing how everyone was starring. Morgan sent a look at emily and penelope, since jj,hotch, and rossi were in their offices, and they nodded. "Alright spill kid," said morgan as they all cornered him. "Spill what?" Asked reid in honest curiosity. "Why your so sunshiny this morning of course," pene
Flesh and Bone (Destiel and Sterek) by BBRaeluv, literature
Literature
Flesh and Bone (Destiel and Sterek)
Dean sat slumped against the hollow of an old redwood, his jagged blade resting lightly on his thigh. The last of the night’s shadows dulled as the sunlight filtered through the trees. Dean rolled his shoulders as he rubbed his eyes. He could feel the grime and dirt on his face and hands, but it wasn’t abnormal, not surprising in the least.
It wasn’t his first week in purgatory. He’d gotten used to the sparse showers and sparser food. He’d been in purgatory for close to four months, though he’d never bothered to count the days. At first, it hadn’t even occurred to him that knowing the length of time
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