You know that thing where you like someone a lot and you’re around them and instead of “ugh, my insides feel like butterflies/vomit” it’s more “you make me feel like the way Nathan Fillion looks”?

The music behind Beckett’s letter (6x17) is a variation on the I just want you score……………….

otp isn’t really otp until you’ve read fanfics about them late in the night on your phone sobbing quietly and whispering softly “my babies”