What is left of me without you? // Demily fanfic

Movie day

A text lit up her phone's screen: "Hey, still no programs for the afternoon?" It was Sunday and Derek and she had talked about their lazy/boring weekend the previous day. "Nope" she answered. It took him less than 30 seconds to answer "I'm waiting for you at my place in 20 minutes. Movie day" God, she loved them! "I'm in. Have you got pop corns?" "Of course I do" "Then I'll be there in 15" She knew he would have smiled at that last message (and he did), she put on the first clothes she found and went out.

When she walked up Derek's porch, he opened her the door with a shining smile on his face. "Wowowow, I thought I said movie day, not 'Night looking for a hot partner'." He wasn't disappointed with the sight, but Emily still couldn't understand what he was talking about, until she looked down at herself. She was wearing a not too long red dress, which covered her body showing her shapes. God, what was she thinking when she put that dress on? Actually, she wasn't thinking at all, she was just excited for the afternoon she was gonna spend with Morgan. "Oh my... you believe me when I tell you I didn't mean to wear this... I just took the first thing I found around and put it on" She wasn't so embarrassed though, it was Morgan after all. They were sitting on the sofa while he asked her "So, if this is the first thing you've found, who did you go on a date with last night?" He was switching on the tv, giving her some glances with one of those malicious smile of his... "No one, no date" she wasn't gonna start it "So you're just saying you dress like this to go to throw out the rubbish? Come on Em, you're..." wait wait wait, was Derek Morgan embarrassed about his best friend looking damn hot in a red dress? Because that's what he was thinking, she was damn hot. "You're pretty beautiful" Emily was surprised, 'cause he looked in difficulty, so now she was the one having fun "I guess I should say thank you". They looked at each other for a second before they both started laughing. They were about to start the movie, but she realized she was really uncomfortable with that dress, so she asked him "You know, it will be good-looking, but have you got anything I could wear instead of this terrible dress?" "I don't know, let me check" he answered, while disappearing in his bedroom. After a couple of minutes, he came back holding an enormous blue T-shirt "I've just got this one, it's the biggest I've found considering I really couldn't give you any of my sweatpants to wear under that" "That will be perfect, thank you" she stood up and walked to his room, then she closed the door. She took off the dress and left it on a chair, and put on the T-shirt. That was the biggest one he had he said, but even if it reached half of her thighs she still felt a bit like she was gonna be naked in front of Derek. Anyway she wasn't, so she finally walked out the room and sat on the sofa next to him. She didn't notice that Derek was staring at her in a way, and thinking something like 'Why the hell I never noticed how beautiful my best friend is while wearing blue?' He thought that, but he did notice how much it suited her before. She sat beside him and he clicked on play. Movie day meant one thing: they would watch two movies. The first, would be a crime movie, one that aired in cinemas recently and none of them had seen yet. They would watch the murder at the beginning, than they would spend the rest of the movie without listening to the cops or the FBI agents, they would make the profile and than come to a conclusion in something like 15 minutes. Than they would skip to the final 20 minutes, when it comes to the action, and would just look while the agents arrested the murderer (who would be, of course, the one they predicted). The second movie, instead, would be an action film, like a Marvel one, which they both loved. During that, they would stay in a religious silence, paying attention to everything that happened like if they were on a crime scene at work, but they would laugh or cry (that was only Emily) or even say something like "that's not gonna work, what are you thinking?!" It was 8 p.m. when the second movie ended "That was a really good one" Emily said. "Look, it's dinner time, you wanna stay here?" Derek asked, hopeful he would spend the evening with her. "That sounds like a plan. What do you want to eat, we order a pizza or something?" "You know, we could even cook together" he proposed. What a innocent guy! She started to doubt he knew her so well after all. She started laughing and told him "To me it's fine, just you need to know that I'm terrible at cooking, so you'll be doing all the work." "It's no problem, it's good to cook with someone around". So he started to take the ingredients and prepare them, and then he started. He started to move all around te kitchen like a tornado, but with kind of a grace, he started to explain her everything, telling her to get closer and look at what he was doing, and while he explained she looked sincerely amazed and curious about what he was saying, and he just smiled at that, without saying anything though. At some point, he gave her the spoon and took her hand, and then he gently helped her to turn it in the pot, while staying behind her. "You know, it's kind of a curse, everything I touch while cooking at the end basically sucks, so don't be surprised if that will be the result" "Oh come on Em, there's my touch too, so it'll be perfect." After 30 minutes of Derek teaching/cooking, they ate, and when they tasted the pasta Emily "helped prepare", Derek just said "You see, this is great!" and she answered, trying not to give him the satisfaction "Yeah, it's not as bad as I thought" After they ended dinner, they were putting the dishes in the sink, and Derek said, in a whisper, but loud enough so that she heard him "Still not wanna tell me who the guy is, uh?" She looked at him surprised and said "Are you serious? I'm not gonna tell you!" She wasn't upset, she was amused, and while she put the last dish in the sink he took a pillow from the sofa and throw it toward her right while she was turning back. He hit her, of course. "What the... oh you'd better not start this with me" she said, and he answered, daring her "I'm afraid I already have". So she grabbed the pillow from the ground while he was taking another one from the sofa. Luckily he didn't have a lot of stuff on his furniture, so they wouldn't have broken anything. She got closer and started hitting him while he was disarmed, but at some point he blocked her and pushed her on the sofa. Now he was on top of her, keeping her arms blocked, and she was laughing so much she could barely breath. "I think we've got a winner, so, who's the guy?" He asked. "Derek, come on..." she begged, but he wasn't gonna give up "Oh you're not gonna get away with this so easily, who's him?" She finally decided that, after all, he could know about him, it was nothing serious, at least not yet, so what was the matter? Alright, maybe she had a bit enjoyed looking at him trying to find out about this mysterious guy (ok, she had loved it!). "Fine, fine, I'll tell you. Do you remember about that case in San Francisco, and the English guy from the other FBI Unit?" "Mick Rawson? The one who spent the whole time looking at you and flirting? Of course I remember. So you're dating?" "We've been out just a couple of times, it's nothing serious" "But you didn't wanna tell me" "You don't have to know really everything about me, you know that right?" She laughed. "Now am I free to go?" He smiled "Of course, but don't forget your red dress here" "Why, 'cause some of the girls you date could think you have a girlfriend?" No, because he knew theirs was just a beautiful friendship and nothing more, he had known it since the first days she spent with the team, she was the perfect partner, the one he needn't talk to, just a nod or a glance were enough. So he couldn't really stand having that cursed red dress around to remind him of how it suited her, that would be destabilizing. "No, I just thought you didn't want to walk from your car to your apartment with only that T-shirt on" She smiled and nodded, agreeing with that point. She looked at him smiling just for another second, and then she went to his room to get changed again.