Criminal Minds One Shots

Always, Sugar (GarciaxFemale!Reader)

Warning: self-harm

Garcia's thoughts

Nine months ago y/n y/l/n joined the BAU. I believe in love at first sight and omigod, it was totally that. We locked eyes and she smiled at me. But not just any smile. Maybe it's because I spend all my time around profilers, or maybe it's just my love-dar but believe me when I say it was a smile so chocked full of emotions even Reid could pick up on it!

"Hey Hottie," y/n said.

"Hey Gorgeous," Garcia said with a wink. "What's with the get-up?"

"What'd you mean?"

"Well it's July. In Virginia. Why are you wearing long-sleeves? You're gonna overheat!"

Also you're not letting me see as much of your amazing self that you usually do! Is this some new form of torture? Because let me be clear I DO NOT LIKE IT!

"Ah ha, yeah. Um, I just," y/n stuttered a little, "I thought I should dress professionally."

"Oh."

Is she trying to say something about how I dress? Maybe she doesn't like it. Oh no. She doesn't like how I dress. Damnit!

"Yeah. Plus amazing and bold is your thing. I don't wanna step on your toes or distract Morgan. I know you've got your eye on him."

"N- No. I don't."

Why did I do that? No. No no no no no that was really dumb!

"I- I have my eye on you." Garcia, ironically, closed her eyes and waited, for what she didn't know. She expected laughter or distress, maybe even a slap. After a few seconds, she cautiously opened her eyes.

"S- so, you flirting with him is..."

"Me being me. We just flirt. Always have. We got a little serious before but now we're back to flirty friends."

"Uh huh." Y/n nodded slowly. "How- how long ago did you guys, um..."

"Nine months." Garcia covered her mouth in shock. "Omigod no. No not like that. I- I- we didn't-" Garcia was cut off by y/n's laughter.

"Not what I was thinking. I was gonna comment on how I joined the Bureau nine months ago."

Garcia turned scarlet. "Th- that may or, um, may nooooot have a- anything to do w- with us, n- not breaking up so much as... tapering?"

"Mmm." Y/n took a step closer to Garcia. "Penelope. Would you be interested in having dinner with me after work?"

"Uuuuuh yeah. Yeah I- I would be very interested in, um, that yes wow um, I'm just gonna..."

"Go?"

"Uh yeah, yeah go. Go- go- go to my um, cave of infinite knowledge." Garcia nodded to y/n before walking away.

Y/n smiled to herself as Morgan walked in.

"Whatcha smilin' at honey?"

"I'm going on a date."

"Ooooo, alright, alright! Tell me it's with Penny G."

"Y- yeah. I'm sorry about you two. I—"

"Don't worry about it! She and I are good where we are. And I can see you making eyes at her." Morgan winked and walked away to his desk.

~ Four months later ~

"Come on, hot stuff! We're gonna be late!" Garcia urged.

"Okay okay I'm almost done," you said, closing a file. It was a long paperwork day. Everyone else had gone home or to the party, even Hotch, but you really wanted to finish up. "Just give me 10 more minutes, okay?"

"No no no, missy! You have done enough deep, dark, and depressing work today so we are going out and partying and—" Garcia had grabbed your wrist and stopped talking.

"Pen, is everything—" You stopped too. You saw what she was looking at. You groaned internally for not having your sweater on.

"Y- Y/n," she shakily whispered.

Tears of shame were welling in your eyes. "I- it's nothing," you managed, pulling your wrist sharply from her grasp. You forced your sweater on and stood up, plastering a half-hearted smile on your face. "I'm ready," you forced. "Let's go."

"Y/n," Garcia cooed. She was crying. "Y/n, please. T- talk to me."

You locked eyes with your girlfriend and nodded, sitting back down. "Okay. I'll talk. What do you want to know?"

"Why?" she half shouted.

"Because I feel numb. A- and sometimes, this makes me feel, not numb."

"Sometimes?" Garcia sniffled.

"It doesn't always work..."

"H- how long?"

"Three months?"

Garcia let out a shuddering gasp. "W- wa- was i- it m- me? A- am I- I h- hur- hurting you?"

"Wh- NO! No, Penny, baby no! You make it easier." You could see that she didn't believe you, so you took a deep breath before continuing. "I used to cut before that. Right after I joined the BAU I stopped. But then it got bad so I started again but then I found out you love me too so I stopped for a few weeks but... Baby please don't cry. I'm sorry. I- I'm trying but—" You were cut off by an incomprehensible mumble from Garcia, whose head was on your shoulder.

"What? Sweets you're gonna have to say that again."

"I said I'm going to help you." Garcia straightened up and stared firmly into your y/e/c eyes. "I don't care what it takes, I'm going to help you."

"Thank you."

Garcia grabbed your hand and planted a kiss on your lips. You didn't object.

"Now come on!" she pestered. "We're gonna be late for the party!"

You laughed. "Does this mean you still love me? Even though I'm breaking?"

"Always, sugar," she said before pulling you into a heated kiss.