"You're home, sleepyhead."
I open my eyes with difficulty. I sleepily gaze out of the car window, and I'm genuinely surprised that we're already outside my apartment building.
I feel like I've been asleep for a minute or less.
My legs are heavy and my mind is still boggled but I force myself to move anyway.
Reid is watching me with mild fascination as I struggle with my seatbelt.
"What." I groan.
"Lemme do that."
"I can undo a seat belt just fine."
"Care to prove it?"
I snap the buckle open, and I make a face at him as I reach to open the door.
He chuckles and says nothing.
*
I feel a bit sober now that I've taken a nap. My head's still reeling but it's nothing I can't handle.
Reid wraps an arm around me when I stumble, and I'm glad that he doesn't let me go even as we
