sunday brunch with skylar.

[reidinggg]

Hung over, hair sticking up in all sorts of unacceptable direction, pillow marks still relatively visible on his face, Reid managed to drag himself out of bed and into respectable(ish) clothes, stopping by the bathroom just long enough to brush his teeth and splash some water on his face, attempting to rub away the red from his eyes (nevermind the

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[skylar_x]

Skylar had been up just long enough the brush out her long brown hair, pull on a fresh pair of leggings, and brew a cup of coffee. With out caffeine the girl was practically a vegetable. There was a three cup a day minimum.

"You know I always look fantastic," she assured him, wrapping her favorite mint scarf around her neck. The coffee had helped but there was still a dull throb in her head that only pancakes could fix. "And you look just adorable, as usual."

[reidinggg]

Reid rolled his eyes, stepping up to her and grabbing the coat she had left draped across the couch (likely from the night before, but who was he to judge) to help her into it.

"Don't lie to me. I have still have pillow creases on my face, for Merlin's sake. If this is my usual then I have no idea how I've ever managed to get a date."

He muffled a yawn into his own shoulder, then ruffled a hand back through his (already hopelessly disheveled) hair. "Eggs. Bacon. French toast. Go," he demanded hungrily.

[skylar_x]

She grinned and stepped forward to run her fingers through his hair, both messing it up and fixing it at the same time, before leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose.

"Anyone would be lucky to date you, pillow-face and all," she assured him, waving it off. There was simply nobody good enough to be worthy of her Reid, she was sure of it.

Skylar grabbed her wallet and nodded.

"It's only down the block. Hurry....need," she whined, opening their front door.

[reidinggg]

Reid squinted and wrinkled his nose at Skylar's affectionate gestures and commentary. Not for the first time, he sighed inwardly, momentarily, innocently letting himself wonder how things could've possibly turned out between them, if only Skylar had been dealt the proper equipment...

"You keep telling those 'anyone's that. Let me know when they pay attention," he semi-teased, wriggling himself into his own coat and following her out the door.