Title: Used To Be So Good At This
Author: and dark skies
Rating: PG - 13
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: JJ Jareau/Spencer Reid (Slipping)
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: This is set in an AU Universe of mine. JJ and Spencer have been sneaking around with each other on and off for sometime.


"This was the best idea we have ever had," said JJ as she came out of the hotel bathroom towel drying her hair "I can't remember the last time I relaxed."

Spencer smiled at her from the top of the book he was reading. "Relaxed is a very good look on you."

She laughed softly. "I thought everything looked good on me."

"Well...Yes...there is that too."

"Smart boy."


"That too."

He grinned and closed the book before sliding off the bed.

"I ordered us some champagne," he said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Mmm...Did you now?"

He pressed a kiss to her neck. "Yes I did."

She turned around in his arms. "You're getting very good at this romance thing, Dr. Reid," she said smiling.

"I have a very good teacher," he said kissing her lightly "And I'm a quick study."

"Remind me to thank Garcia for getting us this room," she said as she pulled him back towards the bed "Telling her about us was genius."

He laughed as he let her pull him to the bed. "Yes, well, you have your moments."


He laughed again and kissed her gently. "I'm just kidding. You are very brilliant."

She smiled and kissed him deeply. "See," she murmured against his lips "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"No," he said breathlessly "It wasn't."

She loved his voice like that; she kissed him again before groaning in disappointment when there was a knock at their door.

"Tell them to go away," she said nipping his lower lip.

"I can't," he said with a soft whimper "Room service, remember?"

She sighed softly as she sat up.

Spencer smiled and handed the man a tip before wheeling the cart inside their room. He frowned in confusion when he saw a note sitting on the cart.

"So much for your moment of genius," he said after reading the note.

JJ frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Dear Reid and JJ, enjoy your room, room service is on me, Derek," he said reading the note "PS Garcia is horrible at keeping secrets from me."

She laughed softly. "This is your fault."

"How is this my fault?" he asked with a grin.

"Because before us, I was so good at keeping secrets. I would have known better than to trust Garcia."

"So it's my fault you're slipping in your old age?"

She made a face before tossing a pillow at him. "You're horrible."