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amberjazmyn · 11 months

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matthew gray gubler one-shot

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - "we got to get her out of here, okay? it's really cold in here for her and I just don't--"

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - depressing, grief, grieving husband, widower, character death, hysterical crying

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - matthew's wife, lennon gubler is murdered in cold blood after being caught in the right place wrong time after she was trying to give water to who she was told were stranded police officers. matthew is then called and has to visit the coroner's office to identify/see the body for the first time.

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - i have written this imagine before as a jared padalecki imagine which was based around one of the episodes of his newest show but, i decided i wanted to change it up and make it into a matthew gray gubler imagine! considering he was also on a crime procedural show, buckle up. the night of lennon (matthew's wife) will be written in italics and then the present time will be written in the normal font. this is also set in like the early seasons of criminal minds because i want both m.g.g and lennon to be in their early to mid-twenties :)

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her entire body was slowing down and shutting off as were all of her vital organs that were usually so well in keeping her alive during moments of immense panic. she was trying so hard to breathe in and out but, she couldn't. laying on the floor, in the muddy grass field, she couldn't help but pray and hope that help was on its way if help had even been called at all since she was no longer with her partner. every time she tried to breathe in, she'd start choking and gurgling on the blood that was rising up in her throat from the gunshot wound to her stomach and due to the fact that she was laying down on the floor as if she was paralyzed.

trying to keep her eyes open, she tried so hard to stay alive even though she knew that in a matter of minutes, maybe seconds, she would be dead. this was when lennon gubler's phone had started to ring again after she had rung her husband before hanging up mid gunshot. as she moaned in pain of her incoming death, she just as about looked at her phone one last time as she saw the contact photo of her husband, matthew gray gubler flash up on her iphone. the photo was of the two of them laughing as matthew tried to go in for a kiss on lennon's lips but missed it entirely whilst their two godsons and her daughter, mehkai, pheonix and florianna were seen in the background, also pictured laughing at their godparents and parents. as tears, blood, sweat and other bodily fluids bubbled in lennon's throat and down her face, she came to the fate that she was gonna die and was for some reason at peace with it even though she never thought she'd die like this; similar to an episode of criminal minds that she stared in that was her favourite. she had no clue that she was right in the middle of a gunfight from a drug syndicate gone wrong. yeah, sounds exactly like an episode of criminal minds exactly. as her breathing started slowing down, as did her panicking and worry of dying. her entire life from a little kid to the first time she met her husband to when she watched aj cook, the costar and best friend of the married couple give birth to her godsons, to finding out about her own pregnancy with florianna with her previous partner, as well as lennon, finding out the news of her second pregnancy that was still yet to be announced to everyone else but matthew and florianna were now playing through her mind like a little highlight reel. putting her at ease, she found herself taking her last breath with a smile on her face as her eyes fluttered shut as if she was just falling asleep and wasn't bleeding out and covered in sweat, tears and various other bodily fluids. she was calm and at rest even though the way to was anything but calming and restful. she only hoped that her unborn child was also calm and at rest despite the heartbreak that this was going to cause everyone after the fact.

back at the house, matthew couldn't contain his fear. thankful for the fact that criminal minds, the show he was on for nearly ten years now was on a short five-month hiatus, meaning he was now home rather than constantly going back and forth from la. this then inadvertently meant that the least of his worries was having to get on a plane to rush to his wife. however, it still worried him that his wife didn't pick up the phone call after she had called him originally. whilst matthew and lennon didn't have too many similarities to their criminal minds counterparts, the biggest one they did have was, they were married to each other - just like their characters on criminal minds are. despite the fact that dr reid and ssa cordelia reid didn't have kids, that was something that the gubler's did; they shared florianna gubler who was actually from a previous relationship of lennon's and then a baby girl on the way with matthew. it seemed as if lennon was living in an episode of criminal minds, in which she had felt like she was trying to unknowingly find an unsub. one of lennon's favourite episodes of criminal minds was the one in which her character had been shot down by the unsub of the episode after her character was just innocently trying to give water to who she thought was a group of stranded police officers. this phone call and then missed phone call gave matthew the same vibes that that exact criminal minds episode that was lennon's favourite gave him as well as an intense feeling of deja vu. it gave him the shivers to think that what happened in his tv world of pretend, could be possibly starting to happen in his real world. but, now, the thing that was raising alarm bells and consistent questions were who would want to murder or even hurt lennon?

it was then that matthew recieved a call from the las vegas county coroner's office in regards to a body that needed identifying however, matthew didn't know that immediately. it was an unknown number that had rung him but he assumed that it was a law enforcement/government official number so, it gave him all the wrong feelings that it was the coroner's office. why would they need matthew though if it was the coroner? he wasn't a real life fbi agent or dr spencer reid, and even then, why would he specifically need to identify someone? his blood then grew cold as his eyes began to water and he started to feel sick in the pit of his stomach. what if that deja vu feeling was because of that specific criminal minds episode that lennon loved had just happened in real life with his legitimate wife?

"hello, am i speaking to a mr matthew gubler? the random man on the other side of the phoneline asks, making matthew's anxiety anything but better about where his wife was

"umm, yes...yes, this is he. who...who am i speaking with, sorry?" matthew stammered out in confusion and worry, his heart beating out of his chest, just hoping it wasn't the hospital or--

"--this is the las vegas county coroner's office, sir. a lady in her early to late twenties has just been brought in to us and we're still unsure as to her cause of death but with the information we received, we found out that you were an emergency contact. we're just asking for you to come over so you can id this lady because as of right now, you sir, are our only lead as to who this lady is," the man spoke softly and with empathy, as matthew felt as if he had been kicked to the stomach, his breath was lost in a second as he then realised, the lady from what he had been told wasn't pregnant - maybe he wouldn't be identifying his wife

"oh...oh shi-umm, yeah, of...of course! i'll be on my way soon--"

"--also, before i forget, was the lady that was brought into the coroner's office pregnant?" matthew felt like his entire body was shutting down as he tried to grab his car keys, his jacket, shoes, wallet with id, driver's license etc. as the man on the other end responded back with a sort of gasp of remembrance

"ah, that was what i had seemingly forgotten. sadly, the woman that has been brought into the examiner's office was mentioned to be eighteen weeks pregnant and we sadly have a firm belief as to who it is, hence why you've been our first point of call so, please be wary mr gubler. see you soon, thank you for your time," the man spoke as he then hung up so he could then ring up the three other people that were emergency contacts of lennon gubler

the second that the phone line went dead, it seemed as if matthew was now on autopilot. rushing to his car, he sped down to the coroner's office, most likely breaking a ton of road rules. just hoping that the person he was going to be attempting to identify wasn't someone he was related to, let alone his own eighteen-week pregnant wife. and even then, he'd still be confused and equally as heartbroken as to who this person would be and why he'd be an unknown person's emergency contact.

as matthew arrived at the las vegas county coroner's office, as did a car that he recognised all too well. his best friends' from criminal minds, aj, shemar and paget stepped out of shemar's car. were they another one of the emergency contacts? okay, this was now messing with matthew and it was stressing him out to the point where he was feeling dizzy.

"matthew, buddy, what's going on? do you know?" aj approaches her nervous best friend as she sees the taller man shake his head no, panic seeping through his eyes as aj tightens her jaw, seemingly already figuring it out with shemar and paget before matthew did

as the four best friends leaned against the big car that matthew had driven, his mind just started to wonder as he thought up of all the people who he knew in his family and friend group that had him as their emergency contact, a voice coming from the door of the building had caught the friends' attention.

"mr gubler and co. they're ready for you," a las vegas medical examiner opened the door, giving matthew and his costars the shivers as he thought back to that day of the legitimate filming of lennon's favourite criminal minds episode of watching his onscreen and real-life wife die in front of him, it just gave him the creeps and rightfully so

"we love you, buddy, it's gonna be okay!" shemar spoke softly as he placed his hand on his slightly shorter best friend's shoulder as he turned around, nodding his head before before turning back to the m.e and into the coroner's office

only aj had followed the examiner and matthew into the office, shemar and paget waiting outside and to aj and matthew, it felt like they were on a movie set, this moment in its entirety not feeling exactly real to the actors. aj was best friends with lennon, matthew's wife, so to even think that they were possibly having to identify her best friend's wife's dead body haunted her and they hadn't even been shown the body yet. aj had some idea that lennon's favourite cm episode in which she dies was the one that had given matthew the creepy and deja vu vibes and, that's probably why it haunted aj a lot more. matthew was probably going through a feeling of deja vu and that's when it hit aj. i mean, why else would they be called to the coroner's office rather than a hospital if lennon died in a more natural way like a car collision or stroke?

now, aj, just like her best friend, was also feeling nervous and sick to the stomach as they were then brought into the room where they were able to identify the body. the medical examiner and another police officer, who aj and matthew assumed was the one who had found lennon, was at the head of the body. all the examiner needed was a head nod from either aj or matthew but, it was matthew's head-nod that the examiner knew for sure that it was time for the two costars to identify the body of the lady that had been found. matthew's body then locked, his knees locked as he fell forward against the metal slab that the dead unknown lady was laying on when he came to realise who he was needing to identify as dead.

straight away, loud sobs and whimpers like never heard before from matthew echoed across the office and from outside where shemar and paget could hear them from as matthew started to lean against the cold metal slab to keep himself steady so he wouldn't collapse on his knees. he couldn't seem to fathom in his head who would do something like this to his wife, his pregnant wife, even then, what did they do to his wife? the examiner didn't even mention it as they decided that it would be more efficient to have them identify if it really was lennon gubler, and it was, before revealing her cause of death

"oh...oh my go...gosh!" matthew sobbed out as he panicked, what had even happened to his wife? what was she doing? why didn't she ring him back? he had so many questions going through his mind right now that he couldn't focus on anything apart from the fact that he wasn't going to allow himself to collapse to the ground

"i...i got..gotta call my...my mom! got to call...oh, florianna...ba...baby girl," matthew whimpered and sniffled as he found himself falling into hysteria at the fact that he was now all on his own, he had lost the love of his life and his unborn child - matthew had also lost his unborn daughter and florianna had lost her mom and unborn sister

it broke aj's heart to hear this and it seemed as if she realised immediately what matthew meant when he whimpered out the "baby girl" after mentioning florianna. and that almost made her fall to her own knees as she too fought hard to keep her own tears at bay. lennon was pregnant with their first baby girl together and the husband and wife didn't even get to announce it to the rest of the world yet.

"we got to get her out of here, okay?" matthew panicked, not willing to accept the fact that lennon and his unborn daughter were now dead as aj just watched on, tears of her own now unwillingly streaming down her cheeks as she was ever-so silent, matthew's cries being the only ones heard

"it's really cold in here for her and i just don't--"

"--doctor *sniffles*, sir umm, how...how did lennon and the baby die? what...what happened?" immediately, to calm down her friend, aj walked over and asked the examiner how lennon and the unborn baby died so she could then take matthew, who was absolutely shattered by his grief, back outside of the office to get shemar and paget to help her calm matthew down

"now that it has been identified from you two that this is lennon gubler and her unborn daughter, we are now able to inform you that this was a gunshot wound to her abdominal-stomach area in the midsection that was her ultimate cause of death. the las vegas police are now forming an investigation as to who lennon and baby gubler's killer was and whether or not there was an ulterior motive or if, as we suspected, she was in the right place at the wrong time and didn't realise until it was too late," the examiner spoke softly but professionally as aj nodded her head, the only other noise now heard was her best friend's gutwrenching sobs as his legs slowly started to give way as he started to heavily rely on applying pressure to the metal slab to keep himself upright

it devastated aj, shemar and paget as much as it devastated matthew that it was lennon's dead body that they just identified alongside their unborn daughter. it filled all four of them up with so many questions as to what lennon was doing that caused her to die of a gunshot wound, exactly like she did on criminal minds. how in god's grace did she get shot? was she doing something suspicious or that seemed suspicious to the person or people that shot her? was she aware that she was possibly walking through unsafe and protected territory? was she, like the examiner mentioned, just in the right place but just wrong time? was this a real-life ssa cordelia/dr spencer reid situation where she was killed via a gunshot wound by the unsub after going to the wrong territory? were the people who shot lennon worried that because she had her phone out that she was gonna rat them out to the police or the las vegas fbi? so many questions but, it seemed as if there were no possible answers to fill the void that matthew no longer had his wife by his side anymore and wouldn't ever have his beautiful baby girl. their eldest daughter, florianna no longer had her mom there if she needed help with anything but, she also no longer had the younger sister that she had dreamt about wanting.

matthew was still weeping and it was still loud. it seemed as if despite the number of tears he was producing and the sobbing noise, he wasn't ever going to run out. it shocked aj, shemar and paget a little bit that he was still standing (shemar and paget had now come in), albeit with the help of the cold, metal, dried-up-bloody slab, because they all would have thought that immediately, matthew would have collapsed to the floor. however, they realised quickly that matthew still wanted to have some control over himself and his body if he couldn't control the tears that racked his entire body.

present time

four months later and the gubler family and extended were having the righteous funeral for lennon and baby gubler. they had waited four months so they could find out who had done it, what their motive was and place them in jail which included the very long and very tiresome court process which thankfully went in favour of matthew and lennon, his wife's murderer jailed for life. once that was done and the stress from that was over, matthew, alongside the criminal minds cast and both families organized the funeral for the loving wife, mother, daughter, sister, best friend, castmate that lennon was. despite the agony, grief and loss of control lennon and baby gubler's death brought to matthew, florianna and everyone else affected by her death, it also gave them a new sense of strength.

it was also now something that matthew could connect to his character, dr spencer reid, in a way he now wished he didn't. he didn't wish for his real life and tv life to converge but now it did and whilst it scared him, it now gave him a new depth that he could now use for scenes in which called for him to be grieving and upset. he even went as far as to watch that particular criminal minds episode alongside his daughter, florianna. of course, it was going to worry florianna because watching the episode was the exact same way in which lennon had died in real life. however, matthew was seemingly okay with the both of them watching the episode so, they did.

sitting in silence, the immediate gubler and criminal minds cast families just played with their fingers and thumbs or tried to distract themselves in another way that wasn't as obvious as twiddling with fingers and thumbs. that was until florianna, gubler's daughter spoke up, breaking the silence of the room.

"mom would totally be saying a joke right now," she spoke bluntly but tried to keep her voice airy at the same time, her dad, cousins, uncles and aunties all looking at the teenage girl to continue

"what did the ghost say to the bee?" she almost smirked and she hadn't even said the punchline to the joke, even though it could be classified as a dad joke as it seemed as if all the adults knew where the joke was headed

"boo bee," she struggled to keep her small giggles in which made her dad, who was already in tatters yet again, tearfully giggle

"what...what's brown and sticky?" mia, joe mantenga's daughter spoke up with a small giggle as immediately florianna rolled her eyes at her cousin's dad joke

" a stick," the cousins said at the same exact time, mia giggling softly and florianna in a monotone voice with a joking roll of her eyes, a sad but small smile playing on her lips

"what would you get if a dinosaur kicked you in the rear end? amegasoreass," matthew spoke up tearfully with a laugh as the room filled with giggles, whether they were tearful, wholehearted, nervous laughter or what, the room was still filling up with laughter which was a good step in the grieving process

"that was absolutely awful, dad. mom would've for sure slapped you in the back of the head for that one, even though i wouldn't have seen it," florianna whispered, glad that she was now back with her rightful family and not her biological father

the teenage girl then leaned against the black couch as she spread out her black silk skirt and fixed up her black and white polka-dotted crop top as she then started to become a little overwhelmed with all the black and darkness that she was surrounded by.

it felt like the poor girl was having an anxiety or panic attack. it felt like her throat was closing up and like she was getting fidgety and reckless. thankfully it seemed as if no one noticed that florianna was freaking out so, she decided to take her chance and she booked it out of the lounge room. rushing outside, it was like she could finally let herself explode into the wooded forest that surrounded the funeral home. her cries were almost as loud and gutwrenching as her dad's when he had to identify lennon's body at the medical examiner's office with aj, shemar and paget. wrapping her arms around herself as a form of self-protection, it seemed as if she hadn't noticed the fast pace sounds of the crunching leaves behind her and the heavy breathing. which sounded like someone was running to find florianna. yet, due to the amount of panic and distress that florianna was in, she hadn't realised that someone had gone out to look for her. especially considering it looked as if beforehand that no one was paying attention to her, she thought she would have gotten away with it easily. however, apparently, florianna cannot be secretive and slick around dad as much as she thinks she is.

florianna was about to turn back around after having her panic attack to go back to the lounge room, only to look up and be matched with her dad's tearful eyes.

no words were even needed to tell matthew that his daughter really wasn't as okay as she had made everyone believe she was. everything felt as thought it was faling on top of her all at once and, it was now her breaking point. she couldn't hold on any longer but she didn't want to be in the presence of her family, most especially her dad because of how painful it would have been for him and everyone else so, she thought the only smart option was to do it alone where no one else could hear her or see her.

"florianna?" matthew only whispered before florianna broke again, falling into her dad's embrace as he immediately pulled his daughter into his arms

"i...i can't...it...it hurts so much daddy...why did she die?" florianna panicked, the same way that matthew himself panicked that day four months ago at the examiner's office

"i know it hurts baby. it hurts like hell and it'll feel like that for a while, i'm never gonna lie to you. and, she...she died because she was at the right place at the wrong time and she was caught in the crossfire of a drug syndicate deal that went horribly wrong. the drug dealers at the field where the las vegas officers had found your mom had noticed that she was walking towards them. mom, obviously oblivious to what was going on in front of her because she thought she was meeting up with a group of stranded police officers, when they saw the phone in her hand when she was on the phone with me, they thought she was going to rat them out of the officers and, they only thought the best way to stop that possible scenario from happening was to eliminate her so, that...that's what they did," matthew's eyes widened towards the end, that had been the first time in months that he had explained to his daughter how lennon had died

"did...did they know that she was pregnant? did...did they know that mom was pregnant and that's also why they killed her rather than letting her go because they knew they weren't just killing her but also the baby?" florianna whimpered as matthew didn't even think about that as his eyes widened again

"i...i have no idea baby, i have no idea. maybe they did, maybe they didn't at the time but, they know now and i promise you that it haunts them every single day just like it haunts us..." matthew comforted as he stepped closer as florianna nodded her head

"why is our life slowly turning into reid's?" florianna whimpered as she hugged her dad tight as he scoffed as he sniffled, a tear of his hitting florianna's cheek

"i don't know baby girl, but, i think this is where it's gonna end!" matthew muttered, only hoping that the fight scenes, shoot outs and stalker scenes that were benig filmed were gonna stay as tv scenes

"how are you so sure?" florianna whimpered out again as she took a deep breath in as matthew followed through so he could control his breathing as well

"because baby, the shooter, whilst showing utter remorse and guilt for the murder, is in jail for as long as he shall live. even though we did forgive him, he still took away the lives of an innocent lady and unborn daughter who was just simply unaware of what was going on around her. just know that i'm not going anywhere and i'm always going to protect you, mehkai and pheonix, you understand florianna?" matthew was strict with his daughter and godsons straight after their mom and godmother's death over him, dad and godfather, being sure he'd never leave the kids alone and that was something that florianna, mehkai and pheonix appreciated from their dad and godfather because they needed it right now during this time of grieving more than ever

"i understand dad. mehkai and pheonix and i really do appreciate it. it gives us back some normalcy even though it'll never really be normal again now that mom's no longer around," florianna whispered as matthew clenched his jaw as his chin and lip quivered as he held his daughter tightly

they then both broke down into sobs, loud, gutwrenching sobs as they stood in the wooded area for minutes to what was maybe an hour before mehkai and pheonix had come out to look for their godsister and godfather. only to find them still crying their eyes out as the four of them embraced. which then suddenly brought up mehkai and pheonix's emotions which then, in turn, got them brought into the hug as they joined their godsister and godfather as the four gubler/cook's cried together.

the two remaining gubler's and the two young cook boys cried over their mom, wife, godmother and unborn sister/godsister/daughter, over the fact that they'd never see her smile, hear her laugh, hear her sing in the kitchen, play with their dogs pandora and peaches. they cried over the fact that dad was a lot more vulnerable without mom than when she was alive. that meant that florianna, mehkai and pheonix but mostly florianna was doing to have to be the stronghold, most especially when matthew wasn't able to keep his grief at bay. they cried over the fact that the only thing they've got left of their mom, wife, unborn sister/daughter and godmother is the videos, photos (and ultrasounds) of memories that were gonna spare a lifetime but were still not enough in the means of never getting new videos and photos of the both of them.

"dad?" florianna speaks up, her voice raw and scratchy from her sobbing

"yeah, baby?" matthew speaks up, his voice just as raw and stratchy as he sniffled, his tissue wiping away the tears on his cheeks

"are you okay to go back to work, to criminal minds?" florianna's soft words brought comfort to matthew that had never happened before as he found himself slightly smiling at his daughter's question

"yeah, i am darling. it has been four months, they need me back on set. if you wish and want to, i'm sure it wouldn't be a problem if i brought you, mehkai and pheonix as well, especially if the jareau boys are featured in any episodes?" matthew proposed as florianna's eyes lit up as if all her previous grief was gone whereas aj's two little boys, straight away turned down their godfather's offer

"please, dad?" florianna burst out whilst the two boys shook their heads softly, "no thanks," the boys both shuffled on their feet as florianna pulled away from her dad so mehkai and pheonix could have a chat because she knew that matthew was gonna question his godsons as mehkai and pheonix loved visiting the criminal minds set, especially when they were featured in an episode so, he wanted to unpact as to why they now didn't want to

"mehkai, pheonix, why not? you two love visiting set with me and florianna, especially when you're featured in an episode, what's changed?" matthew questioned as they sat themselves down on the bench against the tree, mehkai huffing as pheonix stayed silent

"just...right now, i personally want to focus on school and getting my head back on track there before i can bring myself to step foot elsewhere that isn't home or school. is...is that okay?" mehkai questioned worriedly as matthew's eyes softened as did his shoulders

"of course, that's okay buddy! i'm never gonna force either of you to come back until you believe or you are fully ready. i know florianna is because that's all she's been alluding to and that's okay too! both of your priorities are school and florianna's is criminal minds and they are both perfectly fine options and valid to have! i love you both so much, you know that right, you two?" matthew then reminds his godsons that he loves them both and if they remember as the two boys both chuckle softly

"thanks, matthew and we love you too, it's something you remind us and florianna of every single day!" mehkai smiles as does pheonix as matthew smiles softly too, bringing the two boys in for a hug before patting their shoulders as they let matthew walk in front of them, the two boys wanting to linger outside together for a bit longer

matthew then joined florianna, who had been sitting down on the outside steps the entire conversation, obviously not paying attention to it as matthew and florianna smiled at each other.

"you ready to face everyone again? matthew questions his daughter as they hold hands as florianna smiles down at the ground - knowing there was going to be a lot more tears but that they were maybe going to be a bit more silent and discreet

"i mean, the show must go on, right?" florianna smiled as matthew smiled and nodded his head at his daughter as they both took one last look at mehkai and pheonix, both boys giving them thumps up that they were okay and were both going to come back inside shortly

"you are absolutely correct florianna lennon, you are correct!" matthew smiled, making florianna laugh at the use of her middle name which was obviously her mom's first name as they walked inside as only a few people made attention to florianna and her absence. aj, florianna's godmother and fellow criminal minds actress are one of them.

aj and florianna were best friends alongside shemar moore, who is also in criminal minds as aj pulls her goddaughter in for a hug.

"you alright darling?" aj whispered, holding her goddaughter tightly as florianna smiled, nodding her head into aj's chest

"mhm, i'm more than alright," she whispered back as aj smiled, closing her eyes tightly, her first tears over lennon's death finally slipping down her cheeks after being so strong for the gubler's

this then made florianna hug aj more tighter which caused aj to start crying even more. thankfully, her crying wasn't loud but florianna could tell even thought it was silent that aj was crying and it pained her that her godmother had held back these tears for so long because she didn't want to seem weak whilst comforting her and her father.

"now, i'll ask you, aj, are you okay?" florianna whispered softly to her godmother as they remained in their close hug as matthew watched his daughter and the godmother of his daughter from afar, his arms crossed with teary eyes and a proud smile on his face for the utter strength of his daughter

"in time," aj sniffled quietly as florianna nodded her head in agreement

"in time," florianna repeated because it was true

everything was going to get better, in time.

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ok, this was so unfair of me but i just love writing sad things and my newest obsessions are aaron tveit and matthew gray gubler so please deal with these new instalments of utter destruction :)

ily xx

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MASKED

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Pairing: Matthew Gray Gubler x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~ 5K

Warnings: smut; mask.k!nk (kinda), creampie

Summary: When tasked with directing a new episode focused on y/c/n, Matthew and Y/N unexpectedly uncover a shared affinity for masks

A/N: Hey my loves! I know I promised an MGG director smut, but after giving it some thought, I realized the story I have in mind needs more development so it´s going to be a multi-part fic. Stay tuned for that! In the meantime, here's a little taste of a MGG smut.

Please let me know if you guys enjoyed the visuals. I love to see them in works so I wanted to try it out.

English is not my first language. I hope you all enjoy it, and any and all comments are appreciated 🍒

Friday 11pm - Quixote Studios Trailer Park - West Hollywood.

Being an actress on the set of Criminal Minds meant that a time would eventually come when she'd receive a script with her character´s name in the title.

"Y/C/N – Directed by Matthew Gray Gubler" She read it out loud as she stared at the cover page of the script.

Y/N knew, she didn't even need to flip through the pages to know that Y/C/N was clearly about to go through some traumatic event in her story development as the youngst and newest member of the BAU.

She was thankful; yes, don't get it wrong, she´d been waiting for an opportunity to take her own storyline even further since she joined the show almost a two years ago, but she didn't expect a 'Y/C/N" episode, especially not one directed by Matthew.

With his knack for blending spine-chilling suspense with heart-wrenching drama, it was bound to be a wild ride - equal parts terrifying and captivating.

With a laugh, she muttered to herself, "Well, this calls for a glass of wine,". She made her way to the small refrigerator tucked into the corner, it was late, everyone was already wrapped for the week, and a sip wouldn't hurt.

After pouring herself a generous portion of red, she returned to her seat on the couch.

The script lay before her, gently resting on her legs, feeling its weight against her skin. With a delicate touch, she let her fingers skim the cover, tracing the intricate patterns and feeling the slight texture beneath her fingertips.

As she opened the script, her eyes were immediately drawn to a sketch that covered the opening page. Unmistakably one of Gubler’s stills. Matthew had a very particular way of bringing his visions to life—through meticulously drawn storyboards.

And there, in stark contrast to the white of the page, was the figure that would probably haunt her dreams for nights to come.

No expression adorned its featureless face; the black mask it wore was void of emotion and intent. It seemed to leer at her from the page, its presence ominous and foreboding. Her eyes then drifted to the bottom right corner of the picture, where the word "Phlegethon" was written in bold letters.

Intrigued, she skimmed through the pages, scanning the lines of dialogue in search of any clues that might offer insight into the enigmatic masked figure and the direction of the episode.

And then, she found it—a classic Spencer Reid rambling session. A familiar warmth spread through her as she encountered the distinctive style of the beloved character. "Perfect," she thought, a soft smile gracing her lips as she sipped on her wine before delving deeper into the script.

(BAU CONFERENCE ROOM - LATE NIGHT) The team is gathered around the meeting table, discussing the details of the new case. David Rossi: "I've just never seen this type of burning technique before, how the victims are left with only their heads burnt to a crisp, leaving behind blackened, charred skin." (Pauses) "Guess the unsub has a flair for the dramatic." Spencer Reid: "I know how he's killing them." (Rises from his seat) "It's right there, he's giving us a clue." (Approaches the board and rearranges the crime scene pictures - depicting black letters on walls behind the victims) "P" "H" "L" "E" (Looks back at the table again) "He's spelling his name." (Pauses again) "Phlegethon." JJ: "Reid, English, please."

Spencer Reid: "Phlegethon... In Greek mythology, Phlegethon is one of the five rivers of the Underworld, known for its fiery nature and its association with punishment and destruction. It's often described as a river of fire, a torrent of burning flames that consumes everything in its path." (Motions at the pictures again) "He's achieving this burning technique by painting the victims' faces with Greek fire. Greek fire, also known as 'sea fire' or 'liquid fire,' was a devastating incendiary weapon used by the Byzantine Empire during naval battles. It's said to have been composed of a mixture of various substances, including petroleum, sulfur, and quicklime, which probably explains the smell the firefighters reported." (Sits back down) "By painting the victims' faces with Greek fire, the unsub is ensuring that the fire burns with intense heat in those specific areas, consuming the skin with a ferocity unmatched by conventional flames, leaving behind only blackened, charred remnants." Emily Prentiss: (Confused) "But that doesn't explain the sheer brutality of the wounds found in the victims' bodies." Y/C/N: "Or the masks he reportedly wears, as mentioned by Marianne Smith, the almost third victim who managed to escape." Spencer Reid: "It's possible that the masks serve a dual purpose. Firstly, they could serve as a grim reminder of his handiwork, a twisted reflection of the charred, disfigured faces left behind by his method of killing." (Pounders for a second) "Secondly, the masks could also provide a layer of anonymity, allowing him to operate without fear of being identified. By concealing his face, he's able to move freely without leaving behind any recognizable features, making it harder for law enforcement to track him down." Luke Alvez: "The beatings could serve as a means of subduing or torturing his victims. The physical violence may not only serve to incapacitate them but also to instill fear and control, further amplifying their suffering."

Y/N lifted her eyes from the paper, bringing the glass to her lips. The smooth taste of the wine coated her tongue as she pondered the words she had just read. Eventually, she came to realize that kidnapping was what connected Y/C/N to that creppy man. As the BAU delved deeper into their investigation to catch Phlegethon, Y/C/N's would fall victim to his clutches.

Reading through the script, she couldn't help but flinch at the vivid descriptions of the torture scenes her character would endure. Well … there it was - the trauma.

Each page turned brought forth mounting tension, yet, amidst the fear and apprehension, there was also a strange sense of excitement. As an actress, she relished the opportunity to delve into the depths of her character's psyche, and portray the resilience and strength needed to survive such harrowing circumstances.

The quiet of her trailer is suddenly shattered by the creak of the door, causing her to jump in her seat. Before she could react, the door swung open, revealing a person standing in the doorway, their face obscured by a dark, featureless mask.

She let out a piercing scream, panic setting in as she scrambled backwards with her eyes wide with terror.

Then a sound cuts through the air: laughter, the unknown person in the mask reaches up, removing it and revealing a familiar face.

"GUBLER! You son of a bitch, you scared the shit out of me!" she exclaimed as she stood up to smack him in the arm.

“Sorry, I couldn't resist," he said between laughs. "But you have to admit, it was pretty good."

Shaking her head in disapproval, she sat back down, "Yeah, yeah, good one."

With a soft click of the door behind him, Matthew fully entered the room and threw the mask into Y/N’s lap. She glanced down at it, then back up at at her co-star as he took a seat beside her on the sofa.

"Soooo…. What did you think?" He asked as he picked up the script.

"Well… It's intense, to say the least." She let out a shaky laugh. "I mean, the storyline is gripping, but those torture scenes... They're pretty chilling."

"Yeah, it's definitely going to push some boundaries," he commented, glancing down at the mask. "Speaking of which, what did you think of him? Does the mask capture the essence of Phlegethon?"

"It's... haunting," she murmured softly. "Definitely adds to the creep factor, gives me chills just to look at it."

A playful smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.“Did you see who I cast for the role?"

She looked up at him, curiosity evident in her expression as her eyebrows rose slightly. "Who did you cast?"

“You didn't even look at the casting?" he teased, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I was too caught up in the story," she admitted with a sheepish grin as she took the script out of his hands and flipped to the last pages.

STARRING: David Rossi - Joe Mantegna Emily Prentiss - Paget Brewster Dr. Spencer Reid - Matthew Gray Gubler Phlegethon - Matthew Gray Gubler Y/C/N Y/C/LN - Y/N Y/L/N Jennifer Jareau - A.J. Cook Penelope Garcia - Kirsten Vangsness Dr. Tara Lewis - Aisha Tyler Luke Alvez - Adam Rodriguez Matt Simmons - Daniel Henney

She stared in disbelief, her eyes widening with surprise. "What? No way”

"Oh, way, my sweet Y/N," he murmurs as he swiftly snatched the mask from her right leg. His fingers accidentally touching her exposed skin. Goosebumps immediately rose on her legs involuntarily.

With a wide smile he places the mask on "I'm gonna be haunting your dreams tonight," he whispered in a spooky voice.

As Matthew waved his hands in a ghostly manner in front of her face, she stood still, analyzing his barely noticeable features under the mask. In the dimly lit trailer, only accompanied by the small hum of her mini-fridge, she found it weird how into it she was getting by seeing Matthew with a mask on.

It wasn't that he needed to cover his face to look good, I mean, have you seen the man? He looks good all the damn time. But there was something strangely appealing about the way he looked in that eerie disguise. Creepy, but good.

Her heart was beating a little faster as she caught herself admiring the contours of his jawline, the way his nose perked up under the mask, and how his slender neck appeared from the gap between the mask and his slightly unbuttoned oversized patterned shirt.

Now silently standing before her, there was something undeniably hot about the mysterious aura he exuded.

Suddenly he reached out, his hand lightly resting on her arm. "I'm sorry, did I actually scare you?"

She cleared her throat nervously. "No, no," she waved her hand dismissively, trying to brush off the effect he was having on her.

"You're sure?" he pressed, adding reassuring pressure to her skin.

Her skin was warm, soft, so couldn’t help but notice how goosebumps formed on her skin under his fingers.

"Yeah, it was just..." She sighed, not wanting to give away the fact that she actually felt turned on by this. "It was weird seeing you like this."

Unconsciously she let her hand meet his cheek, analyzing the way the black fabric hugged his features without giving his identity away. “You look, I don’t know... different."

Now it was his turn to get goosebumps. He could feel his face getting hotter as her hand caressed the shape of his jawline. The fluster creeping up his neck was probably visible to her as she studied his masked face attentively.

He locked his eyes on hers and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was witnessing something beyond the ordinary. Was he seeing things, or was that a glimmer of lust? Desire? Her cheeks flushed with a warmth that mirrored his own, her delicate touch tracing the contours of the mask with an intimacy that set his pulse racing. Her breathing unstable, coming out in small quickened breaths.

It couldn't be... could it? Was the mask somehow affecting her, stirring something she wouldn’t dare to acknowledge?

The mere thought made his heart pound faster in his chest and he swallowed hard when he noticed the unmistakable tightness in his pants.

"Different how?" His voice was low as their proximity increased, so close now that if either dared the only thing separating them was the black fabric.

She took a deep breath,"You look... mysterious,".

He chuckled slightly “Is that a good thing?”

“Humm… yeah” her tongue darted out to wet her lips before she caused her bottom lip in between her teeth. “a very good thing.”

He was definitely not seeing things, if he ever did need a confirmation that was it. As she flashed them a smile with her bottom lip caught up in between her teeth his mind was racing at 1000 mph. She looks so innocent before him, so soft and fragile, but the look on her eyes was that of darkness and desire and he couldn’t ignore it even if he tried.

"Do you like that?" His voice was a low, teasing murmur, and although concealed by the mask, she could sense the mischievous lift of his eyebrows. “Do you like how mysterious I look”

She swallowed hard as her pulse quickening at the playful challenge in his voice. "I do," she confessed.

"You know… I’ve got to be very honest Y/N" the pressure he applied on her arm raised as he carefully knead the skin under his finger tips. "I could get used to you looking at me like that."

A small, innocent smile adorned her lips “And how exactly am I looking at you?"

He chuckled softly, his smirk growing wider "You really want me to describe what I see in your eyes?"

She simply nodded in confirmation.

He gently took her chin in his hand, tilting her head up "Okay," he murmured, his thumb traced the contour of her jawline. "Let's see... I’m sensing …a mixture of desire and curiosity. It's like you've just discovered something new about yourself… something exciting and a little dangerous.”

She felt her cheeks flush gently looked away.

“No, eyes on me!” He commanded holding her face in place “You’re scared but also excited…. I would even dare to say, turned on…”

Her eyes widened in surprised as she came to realize she wasn’t being a subtle as she planned. “I.. I… don’t … what?”

He chuckled as she struggled to find the right words. “It’s okay I feel the same… I’m actually pretty worked up to”

Her expression lit up “You are?”

He nodded his head in confirmation “You have no idea how much you’re driving me crazy right now”

She looked unsure, confused even like she could never believe the undeniable and pretty noticeable effect she was having on him.

“Do you want me to show you Sweetheart?” His left hand met hers.

Without being able to form a proper answer, she uttered a simple, “Please.”

Matthew took her hand and placed it on the visible bulge that imprinted his pants. Her eyes momentarily left his covered face to glance down, trying her best to not start moaning at how good his cock felt under her touch.

She began to caress him, feeling the heat and firmness through the fabric. Her fingers traced the outline of his erection, eliciting a throaty groan from him as he threw his head back.

Her strokes grew more deliberate, fingers gliding over the hard ridge and pressing lightly, teasing him and feeling the way his cock throbbed under her hand. As she continued to caress him, she felt the tension in his body build, his hips subtly rocking forward, seeking more of the pleasure she was giving.

Unable to resist any longer he moved up his mask just enough before he reached forward, tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her close. He pressed his lips to her neck, kissing a trail along her sensitive skin, earning a sweet moan.

His other hand slid down to her chest, gently caressing her breast through the fabric of her dress.

His other hand slid down to her chest, gently caressing her breast through the fabric of her dress. “Is this okay?” Matthew whispered

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat as she arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. “Yes,” she breathed, her voice tinged with longing, reveling in the sensation of his hands on her body.

He kissed right below her ear before he spoke “Tell me what are you thinking right now?”

Her eyes fluttering closed. “You’re making it hard to think,” she admitted.

“Good,” he murmured, “Then I’m doing something right”

He leaned down to meet her lips, his tongue lightly sweeping over her bottom lip. She surrendered to the kiss, her body shuddering as his tongue danced with hers. Her fingers found their way to the back of his neck, gently tangling in the curls that peeked out from under the mask.

With a soft moan, she deepened the kiss, tugging on the collar of his shirt to bring him closer. He followed her lead, pressing against her as she laid back.

His fingers trailed along her exposed thigh, the fabric of her dress riding up as she wrapped herself around him.

He melted into her, his breath mingling with hers as a quiet, involuntary moan escaped his lips, intensifying the throb of his cock against the fabric of his pants.

His teeth grazed the delicate skin of her neck, and with a sigh, she tilted her head to the side, granting him access as he began to suckle gently on her skin, leaving a trail of warm kisses in his wake.

"Fuck," she moaned as she pressed herself closer to him, his breath hitched as he rocked his hips against her, the friction growing intense between them. Their bodies moved together, and it was becoming almost unbearable as they both craved more.

Her hands tugged at his shirt, desperate for more contact, and he let out a low groan, his fingers gripping her hips tighter, holding her close and increasing the pressure against her core.

“Matthew” She panted, her voice filled with urgency, "we shouldn't be doing this here."

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his breath hot against her skin.

"Please no!” she sounded desperate, her body betraying her protests as she grownd her hips against his croch. "It´s just.. we're at work," she pleaded, torn between desire and reason.

He chuckled softly, his lips still trailing kisses along her neck. "You're right," he murmured, his hand gently moving the strap of her dress down, exposing more of her soft skin. "We really shouldn't be doing this."

His hand skimmed over her breast, his touch gentle yet possessive as he caressed her through her bra. She shuddered, her skin breaking out in goosebumps at his touch. "But I don't think I can stop now," he whispered, his voice husky with desire, as he pulled the straps down, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze.

"Some… Someone…” she stumbled her words, her voice tinged with urgency. "Someone could walk in any minute."

But her protests were met with the delicious sensation of his lips circling around her left nipple, lightly grazing it with his teeth. A whine escaped her lips as his hand kneaded her right breast, alternating between a gentle caresses and rougher grabs.

"Then tell me to stop, Y/N" he challenged, his hands moving to the hem of her dress, slowly raising it up as he positioned himself between her legs. His touch was firm as his lips brushed against the skin of her hip, teasing her with their proximity.

She moaned, her voice a desperate plea as she pushed his head down, craving more of his touch. He responded eagerly, leaving an open-mouthed kiss on the skin of her stomach.

"What if someone hears?" Her eyes searched for some type of reassurance as he settled his head between her thighs.

"What if?" he asked as he placed a kiss inside her thigh "Just let them hear how good I'm making you feel."

She let out a moan, her breath hitching with desire before she quipped "Wait!"

"Yes, sweetheart?" He raised his head to look at her, his hands rested on her thighs where his fingers traced small circles, teasing and tempting her further.

With a swift movement, she reached up and pulled the mask off his face. "This was fun but I want to see your face when you eat me out,".

That earned a wholeheartedly laugh, his eyes sparkling in the dim light now that the mask was gone. "You've got it," he replied.

His fingers gently moved her panties to the side, and as soon as she was bare before him, he couldn't help but let out a groan at the sight of her, so wet and inviting, begging for his touch.

"I've been dying to taste you," he murmured, his eyes locked on hers as he lowered himself between her legs. Then, without breaking eye contact, his tongue made contact with her slit, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her lips.

Her back arched in response, and her hand flew to his hair as he explored her with his tongue. The room was filled with the sounds of wetness, and hums of pleasure.

His tongue drew circles on her clit before taking a long stripe from bottom to top, catching her bud between his lips once again. "You taste better than I've ever imagined,".

His fingers traced a path from her hip to her lips, and she eagerly welcomed them into her mouth, coating them with her saliva. A moan escaped him, sending vibrations against her clit and intensifying the pleasure coursing through her body.

As she threw her head back in ecstasy, he took his fingers and lightly breached her entrance, initiating a slow, pumping motion. Her grip on his hair tightened, seeking steadiness. He continued to explore her with his fingers, feeling her walls clench around him in response to his movements. With each thrust, she felt herself edging closer, unable to contain the building tension within her body.

"You look so pretty," he whispered.

"Matthew," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, "don't stop."

"Can you please cum on my tongue," he pleaded. "You taste so good, baby."

Her legs trembled as her cunt dripped and he hungrily lapped up every essence, savoring the taste of her pleasure.

Her legs trembled as she ran her hands through her hair, trying to steady her breathing.

He sat up in front of her, a satisfied smile playing on his moist lips. "You're incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration "I could do that all day."

"Me too," she chuckled as she sat up, meeting his lips in a desperate kiss. She undid the buttons on his shirt, each one revealing more of his chest.

"Arms up," he instructed as he rose in his feet, with ease he swiftly removed her dress and bra, revealing her soft skin, adorned only in her panties.

His hand met her cheek, his touch gentle yet possessive, as he stood before her.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as she leaned forward, letting her fingers trace the outline of his bulge. With delicate movements, she unbuttoned his pants, and they fell to the floor with a soft thud. Carefully, she wrapped her fingers around him, lightly pumping his cock before taking his pink tip into her mouth. His head flew back, a guttural moan escaping his lips as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around him with precision.

"You're going to have to stop," he gasped, his fingers entangled in her hair as she looked up at him, her mouth still working wonders on him.

“Please," he pleaded, his voice thick with desire, "I need to be inside of you."

She released him with a soft pop, and he felt like he could have cum right then and there, especially with that smile she just flashed him. God, she looked so pretty kneeling before him like that.

He reached forward, wrapping his fingers around her neck gently, and she followed his lead, sinking back onto the sofa. He lowered himself on top of her, his weight pressing into her as he settled between her legs.

With a hungry look in his eyes, he reached between them to grab his thick and throbbing cock. Slowly, he guided it to her entrance, teasing her with the tip as he felt her wetness coating him. With a slow motion against her slick folds he finally sank into her.

She was a moaning mess against his lips as he fully bottomed out, her walls stretching deliciously around him, welcoming him deeper.

He began to move, savoring the feeling of her warmth enveloping him. His movements increased in speed and intensity as her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of their bodies coming together.

He glanced down, watching as her wet cunt hungrily swallowed his cock, now glistening with her juices. The sight of himself disappearing inside her, inch by inch, was almost too much to bear.

"Fuck, you look so good taking all of me," he growled, his voice thick with lust. His hips moved with primal intensity, driving into her with a fierce, unrelenting rhythm.

Her moans grew louder and more desperate as he filled her completely. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."

"I won't," he promised, his breath hot against her ear. "Not until you cum on my cock."

He reached down, his thumb finding her clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure. She cried out, her body arching into him as the added stimulation pushed her closer to the edge.

“Oh my God," she panted, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps.

"I can feel you squeezing me." He groaned, his thrusts becoming progressively urgent and demanding. "You're going to cum for me, sweethart?"

"Yes," she whimpered, her nails digging into his back as she clung to him. "Yes, I'm so close."

A final, powerful thrust was all it took for her walls to clench around him as she reached her peak, her body trembling with the force of her release. He groaned in satisfaction, feeling her shudder beneath him.

The sensation of her pulsing around him was his undoing, he had to cum. He was about to pull out, but she circled her legs around him, holding him in place.

"Keep going," she gasped, her voice barely coarse.

"Oh, please don't," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I'm not going to last."

"Please, come inside of me."

"Are you sure?" he asked, his eyes searching hers.

"Yes, please," she pleaded. "Fill me up."

With a guttural moan, he couldn't hold back any longer. His body trembled fast against hers as he released inside, filling her with his warmth. "Fuck," he muttered, his climax hitting him hard.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing heavily as they layed intertwined.

She smiled up at him, a satisfied look in her eyes. "That was amazing," she whispered, running her fingers through his hair.

He kissed her forehead gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. "You're incredible," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her swollen lips.

Matthew reached for the tissue box on the counter, gently cleaning her up. He got up, and she adjusted her panties back into place.

Extending his hand, he helped her to her feet. He found her bra first and handed it to her with a soft smile.

“Here you go,” he said, his voice warm. She slipped her arms through the straps, and he stepped closer, clasping it at the back with ease. His fingers brushed lightly against her skin, and he placed a kiss on her shoulder. Next, he picked up her dress and held it out for her. As she got dressed, he turned to find his pants, pulling them on.

"Let me help you with that," she said, stepping closer to him as he got his shirt on. Her fingers deftly worked on the buttons fastening them with care.

After they were both dressed, they stood in silence for a moment, the air felt heavy with the remnants of their intimacy.

Matthew's gaze wandered to the floor, where the black mask lay discarded. Bending down, he picked it up, the smooth surface cool against his fingertips. A small grin tugged at the corners of his lips.

"So, we accidentally discovered we're into masks, huh?" he chuckled, holding up the mask between them.

Y/N burst into laughter. "Seriously, how the hell are we supposed to film the episode after this?" she exclaimed between giggles.

Matthew laughed along “Yeah, it's going to be really difficult to not get hard in front of the whole production team"

"I'll never look at masks the same way again," she admitted "Thankfully, I do not l come across a lot of them."

"Well, I have to admit, I do have quite the collection of masks back home," he continued, raising his eyebrows "I don't know if you know this, but Halloween is kind of my thing."

"Oh, really? I had no idea" Y/N said in an ironic way, a playful grin spreading across her lips. "Is this your way of inviting me back to your place?"

"Maybe," Matthew's lips curved into a smirk, “But.. humm… actually" he began, his voice sincere. "I want to know if you would you like to go out to dinner with me? Like, a proper date?"

Y/N's eyebrows shot up in surprise "Matthew, we just had sex. Shouldn't we be doing things the other way around?"

"I know it might seem backward, but... I really like you, Y/N and I want to do things the right way. So, what do you say?"

"I'd love to go on a proper date with you," she replied with a smile.

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