It’s Actually Safer To Kiss

She/her <3

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name: ashley, she/her but she/they is okay too!

I mostly write for Spencer Reid but I am open to writing about other CM characters as well.

As of right now I only have one fic out which is a Fem!Oc x Spencer fic.

I’m thinking about writing blurbs and one shots to feel free to send in requests and asks <3

Series:

𝕆𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 || 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕕 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞!𝕆𝕔 (Still in works)

Blurbs:

𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕕𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤

𝔹𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕊𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤

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Hey Cate, I love your writing and love the way you portray Spencer and I would love if you could write a blurb where it's father's day and Spencer is with reader and their twin daughters(#girldadspencer) and it's just fluff with him and their family anyway feel free to just ignore me

thank you <3 dad!spence is my favorite to write, and girl twins!! say less

The soft morning light filters through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. It was Father's Day, a day of celebration and appreciation, and as always, you had plans to make Spencer feel as treasured as he deserves to feel.

Spencer stirs in his sleep, blinking his eyes open to find you're not next to him. Like the majority of the mornings in the last eight years, he hears your voice first. "Okay, be really quiet." You instruct your twin daughters, whose feet pitter-patter on the hardwood as they walk closer to his side of the bed.

They watch him eagerly, and their eyes dance with excitement when his eyes open.

"Good morning, Daddy," Payton says, her voice filled with anticipation.

Spencer sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and smiles at the sight before him. "Good morning, angels. What's all this?"

With matching grins, they climb onto the bed next to him and present him with handmade cards.

Their little hands had carefully crafted heartfelt messages of love and appreciation, and you had adored watching them talk about how much they loved their dad.

Spencer's heart swells with joy as he eagerly takes the cards in his hands, studying the colorful drawings and heartfelt words.

For the best dad in the world, one card reads, adorned with stick-figure drawings of your family.

Daddy, you're our superhero, the other card declares, complete with a stick-figure drawing of Spencer wearing a cape.

Tears threaten to escape Spencer's eyes as he looks at his daughters, overwhelmed by the love they've expressed for him. "Thank you, my sweet babies. These are beautiful, you're both such talented artists."

You place a tender hand on Spencer's shoulder as you sit in bed next to him, your smile filled with adoration watching him interact with them. "You're an amazing father, Spencer. You've guided our girls with kindness, patience, and so much love. We wanted to make this day special for you."

Spencer can't have asked for a more loving and supportive family, it's everything he ever wanted. With his daughters perching on either side of him, he embraces the moment, cherishing the love that surrounded him.

As the morning unfolded, you all gathered in the kitchen, the tantalizing aroma of breakfast filling the air. The girls, eager to help, don miniature aprons, their tiny hands assisting you in preparing a special Father's Day feast.

Spencer sits at the kitchen island, watching the beautiful chaos unfold before him. He marvels at the way you effortlessly multitask, balancing cooking and laughter, while the girls enthusiastically pour ingredients into bowls, their giggles echoing through the room.

"You two are doing so well helping Mommy." Spencer praises, his eyes filled with pride. "I'm lucky to have such talented chefs in my life."

The twins beam with delight, reveling in their father's words of encouragement. Together, you cook a delicious Father's Day meal.

As you sit down to eat at the table adorned with their handmade cards and a bouquet of flowers, Spencer looks around at his family. In moments like that, he's always reminded that he has everything he wants.

"I'm truly grateful for all of you," Spencer says, his voice filled with emotion. "Being a father is the greatest gift I've ever received. You bring so much love, light, and happiness into my life."

"And we're grateful for you, Spencer." You reply. "We're lucky to have you."

Your daughters echoed your sentiments, their innocent voices chiming in unison. "We love you, Daddy!"

As you continued to eat breakfast together, laughter and conversation fill the air. Being your husband and a dad, Spencer feels a profound sense of gratitude for having such a beautiful family. And he feels ever luckier that he gets to have those two important roles for the rest of his life.

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Father's Day is coming up and I'm thinking about Spencer with single mom!reader and her kid calling him dad and wanting to celebrate with him and Spencer getting super emotional from it

I’m 34 minutes late 😔

“Mommy, can we go to the mall?” Theo asks one afternoon after you get back home from his karate practice.

The question is surprising when it comes from the mouth of a kid who you have to drag along shopping, even for clothes.

“What do you need?” You ask with a slight look of concern.

“A present.” His elaboration falls short of what you’re looking for.

So you get more specific with your questioning. “For who? And why?”

“For Father’s Day.” He answers, and you feel the dread in your stomach about having to remind him that his biological father’s role in his life is reminiscent of a sperm donor. You don’t get time to speak first and when you hear what he says, you’re grateful you didn’t. “It’s for Spencer.”

Your eyes widen and you’re overwhelmed with emotions but you try to keep a casual facade. “That’s a sweet idea. What do you want to get him for Father’s Day?” You ask, carefully stepping around directly asking him what recently has given Spencer that title.

“A book?” He suggests. “I want him to like whatever it is. Lots.”

You kiss his forehead. “He will, buddy.”

Theo knows Spencer well, so well he picks out his favorite chocolate without needing your guidance. He also chooses a book that you know Spencer will be eager to read.

Sunday morning rolls around quickly, and Spencer has no idea that today is a milestone. In fact, you’re not sure he even knows it’s Father’s Day. With not speaking to his dad, there’s no need.

Theo comes and cuddles with you in bed- as is routine- while Spencer makes your morning coffee.

At five, he’s aware enough of how life works to understand that he’s never gotten a Father’s Day gift or called Spencer dad, and he’s worrying that Spencer might not be okay with it. It breaks your heart to see him anxiously playing with his fingers, when you know Spencer will be tearful over it.

“You okay, Teddy?” Spencer asks, easily noticing Theo’s worry. He’s the only person in the world that Theo lets call him Teddy.

“Go on.” You prompt him as Spencer sits back in his side of the bed.

Theo pulls the card and gift out from under the covers, shyly handing it over. “Happy Father’s Day, dad.”

The look on Spencer’s face is pure shock and he blinks with an ‘did I just hear that properly’ expression which quickly turn to joy as he reaches out to hug the boy.

You can see how tearful he is as he faces you while hugging Theo and you smile softly. “Thank you so much.” Spencer says when they pull back. You and him know it’s for more than a book and some chocolates.

“So…” Theo starts. “Can I call you dad now?”

Tears threaten to spill out of Spencer’s eyes and he nods. “Of course. I’d really love that.”

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loved the last blurb, please feed us dad!spencer girls

of course !! i'm kinda obsessed with expecting!dad!spence

"Are you alright?" Hotch stops in front of Spencer's desk in the evening. They're the only two still at the BAU, Hotch finishing paperwork and Spencer... thinking.

He's not focused on his work, which makes it really easy for Hotch to profile that something's off. Something has been off with him all day, and he's been trying to hide it from everyone, but now that they're not there, his guard is down.

Spencer starts speaking his usual professional reply that he's become accustomed to so he doesn't trauma dump on his boss of three years. But the words are too easy to slip out, and he's been desperate to have someone to share the news with.

"I'm going to be a dad." He confesses, and it feels so damn good to say.

Hotch can't hide the surprise that lights up his face, and he grabs the seat from Elle's desk to sit next to Spencer. It's not like it's a teen pregnancy or completely unexpected for any married couple, but he's 24, and that seems like a baby to Hotch.

Silence hangs over the room for a second. "Y/n's pregnant?" Hotch repeats.

Spencer nods. It still feels like it hasn't sunk in. "I was... not expecting it." That clears up Hotch having to ask if it was an accident. "But it's good."

"Congratulations," Hotch says. "You'll do amazing."

"Do you think I could..." Spencer gulps, worrying it's too big of an ask. But Hotch seems to have his head above water with the whole fathering thing. "...ask for advice sometime?"

Hotch can't really imagine what it would be like if Haley told him she was pregnant when they were 24, and he didn't exactly know any other great dads. So he pats Spencer on the shoulder. "Of course. Any time."

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Just a fluffy fic about how spencer reid x reader would act during a case seasons 13-15 being all professional but also domestic??? Idk I need this for rewatching CM during break, please and thank you!

Working with your boyfriend has been one of the best things ever. You weren't sure if it would be when you first started dating, but you never get sick of spending all of your time with him.

One thing you don't do together is make it overtly obvious you're a couple while you're out on cases. It's mostly because it seems inappropriate with your job, and on the rare occasion, it's dangerous.

You still get lots of cuddles and kisses, it just happens during the time you're back in your hotel room at night. Work is for professionalism, so that's probably why most local police you deal with don't know that you're dating.

Being with Spencer is so natural that sometimes you don't notice the things you're doing. Your permanent close proximity has you doing things has had you showing up to work wearing his clothing more than once.

This time, it's Spencer being too comfortable with you that accidentally reveals your relationship. It's nothing crazy like getting caught in a makeout session, but as you sit around the conference room table having dinner, Spencer reaches for your soda without any hesitation and drinks it.

Maybe it would be lost on everyone, but he does it right after you've taken a drink and while he's talking, so everyone's attention is on him and your soda.

"Are you two involved?" One of the detectives interrupts, but both of them look shocked.

"Oh, they're involved." Rossi jokes, earning laughs and sniggers from members of the team.

Spencer blushes bright red next to you like it's still a big secret and not everyone knows, and you laugh. It's so adorable when he does that. "Yeah." You confirm to clear up any confusion. "We're together."

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Ok I would love a blurb or fix based on this quote excerpt (it’s from a book I saw it on tiktok but idk book title)

“I think I’m in love with you” (reader)

“That’s good” (Spencer)

She sighed and then frowned irritated “that’s it? That’s good??” (Reader)

“I’ve been in love with you for months so yes that’s it it’s good that you think you are in love with me” (Spencer)

i love tiktoks with quotes like this

You've been thinking about something JJ said all day. It was a tiny comment about if something was going on between you and Spencer. Usually, the team avoids mentioning it. You don't flirt like Morgan and Garcia do so you and Spencer escape most of the teasing. Plus, everyone's worried that pushing you together may drag you further apart.

Spencer always walks you home from the metro if there's no active case. He dawdles, too, because neither of you hurries to end your days. You've even started pushing back your rare after-work plans so you can spend more time with him.

He holds your hand as well.

The first time, you were surprised. He's a germaphobe, but he still initiated it, and you had no issue with it at all. His hands are cold usually, but you notice him warming them up on the escalator when you get off the metro before he holds your hand.

You're sure it looks like you're a couple walking home together to anyone else.

Today you're seeing it in a different light. Something just feels different. Finally, there's no subconscious fight in your head to not admit your feelings.

He's your confidant, your closest friend, and the person who understands you like no other. But he's also handsome and very kind and when he looks at you, your stomach flips. Oh, and you want to kiss him.

It feels natural to just blurt it out, and you do it before you can overthink it. "I think I'm in love with you."

He doesn't waver, and you're a little worried he didn't hear you. "That's good." He replies without missing a beat.

You sigh and frown because it's kind of irritating. You didn't just tell him that your lunch was nice. You told him something straight from your heart. "That's it? All you've got to say is that's good?"

"I've been in love with you for months so yes, that's it. It's good that you think you are in love with me." He says, knocking the wind out of your chest. Instantly, relief rushes through you, and you let out a deep breath.

You're not really sure why this is such a casual conversation, so you stop and make him face you. "Kiss me, Spence."

He cups your cheeks, leaning in and stilling for just a moment to look deeply into your eyes before kissing you. His lips are soft, and you can feel his nerves, but it's perfect.

"I love you." You say when you pull back.

"You think or you know?" He teases, smirking for just a second. You scrunch your nose but giggle. "But I love you too."

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Omg blurb idea! Imagine Spencer and r are out somewhere and someone assumes she’s his wife (ex they r out at date night and the waiter is like and what will your wife be having?) honestly could be any scenario u want but she immediately is like I’m not his wife!!! And Spencer gets all pouty bc why didn’t u let him think u were my wife? U don’t want to be my wife?! But really it’s just r got scared since they have never discussed marriage or something

It's a fancy place, and you're both dressed to the nines. This date night has been long-overdue, and you're happy Spencer's home from cases for a few days. It's a sleek place where the menu doesn't have prices and they have a temperature-controlled wine cellar.

The dimly lit ambiance and the soft murmurs of conversation set a perfect backdrop for your intimate evening. As you peruse the menu, lost in your own world, a waiter approached the table.

"Good evening. What can I get for you tonight?" He asks, his gaze shifting between you and Spencer with a friendly smile.

Spencer responds, not butchering the French words of the dish like you're sure you're going to.

Then the question is directed asked of you. "And what will your wife be having?"

You don't think it's odd, since this is the type of place where guys order out of etiquette, but the assumption you're his wife makes you freeze as your eyes widen.

"Oh, I'm not his wife." You say nervously, not braving looking at Spencer.

"My apologies." The waiter sincerely replies, and you quickly give him your order to avoid any more awkwardness.

Your clarification makes Spencer look more shocked and hurt flashes across his face. "You...you don't want to be my wife?" He asked, his voice a mixture of disappointment and confusion. "Why wouldn't you let him think you're my wife?"

Your heart sinks at the implication of your hasty response. "Spencer, that's not what I meant." You quickly clarify, reaching out to touch his hand. "I just... I got scared because we've never discussed marriage, and it caught me off guard."

Spencer's pout softens, his brow furrowing as he processes your explanation. "Oh, I see." He mumbles. "I didn't realize it needed to be more of a discussion." You sit there quietly, cheeks hot. "So would it be wrong for me to ask if you ever think about us that way? Like, if you see that in the future for us?"

You squeeze his hand, assuring him your answer isn't negative. "Yeah, I do, Spencer." You assure him. "It's just sometimes, the idea of marriage feels overwhelming. It's not that I don't want it, it's just... I wasn't prepared for that assumption tonight."

Spencer's gaze softens, his thumb caressing the back of your hand. "I understand. I should have made sure we were on the same page. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable or put pressure on you with my question."

You offer him a reassuring smile. "You didn't, Spencer. I want that, but I also think we should take things at our own pace."

He nods eagerly, his heart lightening with relief. "I agree. As long as you know that's my intended plan with you."

It does sound much better knowing that there's no pressure, and it's something you can let yourself get excited about. "Okay, I want that too."

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Imagine bau!reader who recently found out she's pregnant but she hasn't told Spencer or anyone, and she overhears JJ reading the baby star story to Henry on the phone; and she starts crying because that would be her in the future !!! and Spencer sees her and that's when she tells him :,)

this scene makes me cry every time I see it. i can't believe the book was only a prop, i'd buy it rn if it were real

You didn't expect to be so emotional once you found out you were pregnant. It wasn't a side effect you'd felt until you accidentally eavesdrop on JJ reciting a story to Henry over the phone.

Something about the sweet family moment, whether it's the message or JJ being close to crying herself, has you in tears.

Spencer, who came looking for you when you went to find JJ, notices immediately that something's wrong. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asks, pulling you into a quiet room in the police precinct.

"JJ reading to Henry was just so sweet." You say softly, unable to stop the tears.

Spencer cups your cheeks, struggling to wipe up your tears at the speed they're falling. It's been a few long days working the case, but it's nothing out of the usual, so he's concerned about a deeper explanation for your unusual behavior.

"Bedtime for baby star!?" He clarifies.

You nod. "Yeah, you know it?"

"I've heard her read it to Henry before." He explains, but his frown doesn't shift. "What made you upset about it?"

You're not going to make it back to the hotel to tell him, let alone back to your shared apartment where you have a thought-out plan to share the news with him.

You bite your bottom lip, trying not to let a big smile reveal the good news before you can. "I'm pregnant." You announce, eagerly waiting for his reaction.

As you expected, it's a positive reaction. "Really?" He confirms, and once you nod, his face lights up, and he pulls you in for a tight hug. "This is amazing." He whispers. "I can't believe it."

You pull back to smile at him. "We did it, Spence. We're going to be parents."

"The best parents." He agrees, cupping your cheeks again and kissing you softly. "I'm so happy right now." He tells you like you can't tell from the energy radiating off him.

"Me too." You agree. "Even if I told you in some random police department."

Spencer shakes his head. "I don't care. This couldn't have been more perfect."

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idk if you’ve wrote smth about this before but could u do smth and spencer comforting the reader about body hair? not leg hair but 😽 hair, you know? because we can’t always be shaving down there, or waxing! there’s bound to be hair sometimes because doing constant hair removal would cause irritation but so many guys don’t get this😭

"Wait, wait." You pull away from Spencer's lips quickly when you feel his hand nudging at the button of your jeans.

He moves away from you immediately, stopping hovering over you on the couch and giving you space to sit up. Concern is written all over his face at your sudden change of mood, but it's very far from anger or irritation. He's very cautious with his attitude.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" He wonders softly.

Your face fills with heat, almost embarrassment. "It's just... I haven't, you know, shaved." You say apologetically.

"That bothers you?" He asks, non-judgementally.

"No, but it would bother you." You say before confirming it. "Wouldn't it?"

He shakes his head. "Not at all." He tells you firmly. "It doesn't bother me one bit, but I'd never want to make you uncomfortable." He reminds you. "We can just watch a movie."

"I just thought it would gross you out." You admit, a little ashamed to have made that assumption.

"Why?" He asks rhetorically because you both know why. "I have hair, I know you have hair, and I don't expect you to remove it for me."

You can tell he's being sincere, he always is with you, and you smile gratefully. Your hand creeps back onto his thigh suggestively. "So we're good to do this?"

Spencer grins, leaning forward to kiss you before laughing. "Hell yeah, we are."

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This was soo good!! Can you make one where the reader is drunk and she is all adorable?

one of my fav types of stories

It has been an amazing night with the team. Laughter and lighthearted chatter have filled the air all night as everyone and their spouses relax for dinner at Rossi's. Everyone has let loose, reveling in the camaraderie of the group.

You went heavy with the drinks early, accepting Rossi's offer of a glass of wine as soon as you got in the door and not slowing down all night. In fact, since Penelope's been plying you with strongly mixed cocktails, you've sped up.

Spencer has looked delicious in his suit all night, perfectly tailored dark blue that makes him look tall and broad at the same time.

Once Penelope declares she's going to the bathroom, you make your way across the garden to your husband.

"Guess who?" You whisper into his ear, barely managing to stand still on your high heels without falling over as you hold your palm over his eyes.

You can't see it over his shoulder and he can't see it through your fingers, but Hotch and Rossi are smiling at you both, remembering that young love. They step further away to give you two some alone time.

Spencer chuckles, wrapping his hand over the top of yours. "Someone that smells like tequila."

"And Chanel." You pout, taking your hand away and letting him turn around to look at you.

He pulls you closer to him by your hips, holding you steady. "How much have you had?" He asks, a smile lingering on his lips.

"A few." You admit. "Should we go get more?"

Spencer quickly shakes his head. "No, I think you need some water."

You run your hands through his styled curls. "Aw, are you going to look after me?"

He nods, pulling you forward to kiss your forehead. "Always. Now take those shoes off before you break your ankle."

"You don't think they look nice?" You pout, standing on one heel to take the other off and almost toppling over.

Spencer holds you stable. "I think you look beautiful." He reminds you. "I just don't want you to get hurt."

You grin at him, handing over your shoes. "I'm so lucky." He frowns, prompting you to continue. "You're so caring and very smart and you look so dashing in your suit."

He chuckles, smiling lovingly at you. "'Dashing'?" He repeats.

"Dapper and attractive and handsome and so pretty." His cheeks fill with a deep red blush as you continue praising him. "You're so perfect and I love you."

"You're perfect and very adorable, and I love you too." He says softly. "Come on, let's go make sure that hangover isn't too bad tomorrow."

You nod, holding his hand. "Yes, Doctor."

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hi cate! could you perhaps do a blurb on reader telling the girls about their sex life in a bar or something and spencer just being like 😨😨😨?

Spencer should have known the details of your relationship would start to spill out as soon as you got som alcohol in your system.

Apparently, Emily and Morgan know this also because they’ve plied you with drink after drink until you’ll basically tell them anything they ask.

You’ve already told them about how amazing he is as a boyfriend, something that makes him proud to know, and reassured it’s not just a lie you tell him privately.

“Okay, so the important question: how’s the sex?” Emily finally comes out and asks.

Spencer gulps, knowing your unfiltered opinion is about to come out. Honestly, he’s just hoping it’s a positive review.

You grin drunkly at him. “Amazing.”

He has to admit, he’s relieved. Even though he’s not thrilled about the team knowing those details, at least you’re not disappointed.

“Like the best I’ve ever had.” You continue, unknowingly inflating his ego. You reach across the table and place your hand on his shoulder. “The things this man can do with his fingers and tongue are mind blowing.”

Spencer takes your hand and kisses your palm, blushing bright red. “Alright, I think you’ve had enough to drink, my love. Maybe it’s home time?”

You shake your head adamantly. “No, but I’ve got so many stories to tell.”

He clenches his teeth. “I’m not sure we need to do that.”

“No!” Penelope squeals. “We have to know.”

“Maybe later.” Spencer offers to shut it down, getting out of his seat to help you up.

“Next week!” You promise excitedly, letting him hold you up. “Because there’s a lot to discuss.”

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hotch starts making reader work harder, more reports and hours at the office and both her and spencer are confused but hotch asks to speak to reader alone and she goes in his office and he tells her shes up for a promotion or some other agency overseas wants her (or SOMETHING along those lines i obvi dk how it works) and readers nervous to tell spencer but immediately he agrees to move and shes like "youd uproot your entire career and life for mine if i get this promotion/job/whatever??" and hes just like "id do anything for you" 😩

You had almost done it.

You were just stepping out the glass door Spencer was holding open, almost able to taste the Thai food near his apartment, when Hotch called your name across the bullpen and you're forced to reroute.

It's been like this for almost two months, and you're so sick of it. You've been on the team for three years, but Hotch has suddenly decided you need to start staying late, doing more paperwork, and getting called back into his office. You love your job, but this new routine is getting annoying and it's a little bit hard not to resent Hotch.

"I'll wait by the elevator," Spencer assures you, walking in the direction you're both meant to be walking to go home and get takeout.

"I'll text if you shouldn't." You say, not feeling overly optimistic that your conversation with Hotch will wrap up quickly.

Your loving boyfriend, who probably would stay there for hours doing nothing, just smiles at you.

You make it up the stairs quickly and he's already sitting at his desk waiting for you. Penelope's right about it being a similar feeling to being called into the principal's office. When she had made the comment, Spencer, of course, denied it, citing all his favorite visits to his principal's office.

"What can I do for you?" You ask, trying to not sound sarcastic.

Thankfully, Hotch has never been one to beat around the bush. "The brass wants you to run the LA Field Office."

You can't control your shocked expression as your eyes widen at his words. It's not something you expected at all with where you are in your career. Even in your unit, there are more experienced agents.

"That's why I've been pushing you harder these past few weeks." He explains, and suddenly it all clicks. The increased workload did start right after you got right back from a case on the West Coast. "It would be a shame for this team to lose you, but this is a huge promotion, congratulations."

"When do I have to decide?" You ask, finally finding your words. You're not even sure why you're not turning it down immediately, maybe some part of your brain just wants to run with the fantasy for a moment.

"They want an answer by the end of next week." He informs you before handing over an envelope with your name on it that you're sure has all the necessary information.

You're really not sure what to say to him, so you settle with, "Okay, thank you."

Thankfully, he must notice that you're overwhelmed, so he nods. "Have a good night." He tells you.

It's your cue that you're allowed to go, and he doesn't need anything else, so you stand to do so, getting to the door before you turn back to look at him. "You too, Hotch." You say.

You walk down the steps and across the bullpen on shaky legs, still trying to comprehend it. Spencer's near the elevator and you walk to him.

He immediately notices the change in your demeanor and the envelope in your hand. "What's up?"

You bite your bottom lip, pressing the button on the elevator and drawing out a little bit of suspense. Maybe there's no point in even telling him, it's not like you'll actually take the job.

"Are you okay?" He asks when you don't say anything but step into the elevator instead. He follows, but he's concerned because you kind of look like you're about to cry.

"I got offered a job at the LA Field Office." You blurt out. "I got offered the job to run the LA Field Office."

His jaw drops as well, but when he picks it up, he's smiling, not doing the deer-in-the-headlights look that you have. He wraps his arms around your shoulders, bringing you into a hug which he's done, like, thrice at work.

"Congratulations, that's amazing!" He cheers when he pulls back. "You're amazing."

"I'm not actually going to take it though." You quickly defend.

Spencer frowns. "What? Why? I'm not questioning your judgment, but that's a big promotion. They want you for a reason."

"It's just... at the BAU, we can still have our personal relationship. If I lived in LA, you'd be all over the country half the time, and across the country for the other half. I just don't think long distance would work for jobs like ours." You explain, hoping he isn't offended by your pessimism. It's because you want to be with him so badly that you would happily give up a job that wouldn't give you that opportunity. A year ago it would have sounded insane to you, but there's more to life than work now.

His confused expression only grows. "Wouldn't I... go with you?"

Now, apparently, you're as confused as he is. "You'd seriously uproot your entire life and career to move across the country if I accept this position?"

He nods without a second of hesitation. "Yes. If you let me, that is."

It does make sense when it clicks in your brain. Just like you would stay at the BAU for him, he would leave it for you. He fully reciprocates your love.

"That's a big call." You warn.

Spencer shrugs. "We can talk about it over dinner, but I'm sure that I'd move tomorrow if you were. I liked living in California, and CalTech has been wanting me to teach since... well, since I graduated, honestly." You chuckle slightly. "I think we need to do more than just Thai takeout for dinner."

You're really not in the mood for going out, so you reason with him. "Thai takeout, but you buy me a bottle of champagne."

He thinks about it before nodding. "And flowers. We've got to celebrate how amazing you are while we plan for this next step."

[radiant-reid]

Omg ok hear me out:

Reader whispering to Spencer I want to wrap my lips around your cock and he’s like hm? And she’s all baby wake up I SAID I want to wrap my lips around your cock and he’s still half asleep like what time is it and she’s like it’s 5:15am

lmao this is kinda funny

As soon as you wake up, you need Spencer. He looks so beautiful laying next to you, even in the dark, and even though he satisfied the urge you had last night, it's been eight hours and prior to that, you hadn't seen him for four days.

"Spence." You whisper, hoping it'll wake him up. "Baby, wake up."

After a few more whispers don't work, you reach up between your bodies, tapping his cheek. Once he's awake, you'll stage a fake wakeup afterward and he'll never know that you're the reason he's abruptly awoken.

One more tap and he's blinking with a small groan as he adjusts and wakens.

You lean up closer to his ear. "I want to wrap my lips around your cock." You say sensually.

"Hm?" He asks, clearly still dazed.

You repeat it louder. "I said, I want to wrap my lips around your cock."

Spencer's eyes widen as he looks at you properly, now fully awake. Your advances aren't a surprise, but the fact they're starting so early is.

"You want to do that?" You nod eagerly to confirm. "How early is it?"

"Are there opening hours for your pants?" You ask back.

"Touché." He concedes, not so secretly enjoying your early morning sassiness as much as he's about to be enjoying your eagerness. His hand moves to squeeze your ass as he shuffles his hips, hopefully getting out of his boxers. "Alright, get to it then."

[radiant-reid]

y/n texting spencer when he’s on his way home from a case and saying “you either get sex or a homecooked meal, i’m too tired for both” and he shows up with pizza<3

This would so be him and it’s very predictable because he’ll basically always pick sex. Orrr he’ll do the cooking

[radiant-reid]

y/n texting spencer when he’s on his way home from a case and saying “you either get sex or a homecooked meal, i’m too tired for both” and he shows up with pizza<3

This would so be him and it’s very predictable because he’ll basically always pick sex. Orrr he’ll do the cooking

[radiant-reid]

not sure if u wrote abt this before but what if reader asks spencer if he would still love her if she was a worm and he says no and reader gets mad at him and derek says smth like "shouldve just said yes"

i do not get the whole worm thing at all but here we go

"Spence, I have a question to ask you." You say to your boyfriend one day as you walk to your desks at the BAU.

"Uh oh." JJ sing-songs with a smirk, sensing Spencer's in trouble.

You nudge her arm. "It's not bad." You assure both of them, sensing Spencer already panicking. He's a worrier, and what's more worrying than the announcement of a question.

"Hit me." He says with clear bravado.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" You ask, noticing JJ sniggering out of the corner of your eye.

He frowns, considering it for a moment. "No way. Worms carry so many diseases and bacteria." He even screws up his face.

Morgan throws his head back dramatically, having been listening in on the conversation but only stepping in to point out Spencer's mistake. "Really, Reid? You fell for that?"

It only makes your boyfriend frown more, his eyes darting between you and his friend. "Fell for what?"

Morgan holds his shoulders, making him face him. "First rule about women, if you love them, you tell them what you know they need to hear. If she asks if you'll love her if she's smaller, you say yes. If she asks if you'll love her if she's bigger, you say yes. If she asks if you'll love her with blonde hair, you say yes. If she asks if you'll love her with brunette hair, you say yes. Are you getting the pattern?"

"But a worm?" Spencer groans, looking at you to make sure you're joking.

"A worm, a termite, a rat, a cockroach, say yes." Morgan reminds him.

He fits it for a moment before admitting defeat and reaching out to hold your hands. "Y/n, I'll love you no matter what."

You smirk, flashing a wink at Morgan. "Thanks for training him up, Derek."

[radiant-reid]

just saw the post abt having to explain to spencer the talking stage then an actual relationship and how he overhears her telling someone she doesnt hv a bf maybe a blurb/fic on that idea?

Spencer steals glances at you every morning while you make your coffee and chat with Emily. It's so apparent to everyone what he's doing that JJ and Morgan have taken to stealing things off his desk, seeing how much they can take before he notices.

One day, when you're walking back to your desk you make a comment that has his interest piqued even more. "No, I don't have a boyfriend at the moment. I'm enjoying being single."

Spencer's heart sinks at your words, his mind instantly conjuring images of your dates. Dates that should mean he's your boyfriend, right? So why are you telling everyone you're single?

His head is spinning with confusion, and it's turning to anger pretty quickly. Are you ashamed to be with him? Surely if you're enjoying being single, that means you're dating other people or that you're not even interested in him.

He can't believe it, his emotions swinging from anger to sadness. It's unbelievable and you're breaking his heart.

Before you're even sitting down, Spencer's getting up and rushing to the bathroom to calm his racing heart rate before he has to be sick.

Your conversation doesn't even remain in your mind while you continue your day. What feels odd is Spencer freezing you out. Usually, on boring paperwork days, Spencer will tell you fun facts or dumb science jokes just to break up the repetitive work and horrific nature of your files.

He doesn't. Not a single comment comes your way, not even when you ask very open-ended science questions, basically inviting him to ramble about his favorite topics. None of it entices him.

His sarcastic remarks come just after lunchtime with a snappy attitude that irritates you. You're worried about him, firstly. Something must be wrong in his personal life to have him like this, but you can't help feeling a little angry that it's all being directed at you.

You were just starting to really like him and now he's turned around and shown you who he really is just because you're arguably who he's closest with. He's quickly becoming not the type of person you want to be with.

When you're the last two people in the bullpen, you realize you can't let him stay there all night. No matter how annoying he is, you're his friend, first and foremost, and he's clearly going through something.

So you approach him. "Hey, do you want to get dinner?" You ask.

"Not with you," Spencer replies coldly and totally uncharacteristically.

That's your breaking point. "What's wrong? Seriously, you've been horrible to me all day and I can't think of anything I've done to offend you."

Spencer sighs and it's weirdly more regretful than angry. "I... do you remember what you said this morning?"

You frown, unsure of what exactly he's referencing. "No?" Then you quickly add, "But I want to make things right."

"You said you didn't have a boyfriend." He feels pathetic saying it. The idea that someone like you would never be interested had been slipping from his mind, but now that concern is at the front of his mind.

You're only more confused then. "I don't."

"I thought I..." His cheeks flame up with embarrassment and he puts on a front of nonchalance. "I thought I was your boyfriend, okay? That's it."

Oh.

You wish you could have given Emily a different answer that morning. You would have proudly told her that Spencer Reid is your boyfriend, but you couldn't.

"You never asked me." You say softly, shuffling awkwardly on your feet.

"Did I need to?" He wonders dumbly, and it's very obvious that he's just unaware.

You shrug, explaining your point of view. "I thought we were still at the talking stage."

"The what?" Spencer asks.

"Like when you're just talking and casually dating, trying to work out if you're friends or if there's a romantic connection." You describe.

He nods softly before his heart sinks again. "I'm sorry, I'm an idiot." You're easily the best thing that's been in his life for a long time, and now he's totally ruined it. If you didn't think he was too inexperienced before, you do now.

"You're not, not provably." You break the awkward silence and tension that's fallen over the room, making him chuckle a little. "And I like you, exclusively."

Spencer's frown is adorable but it's concerning large this time. "Really? Still?"

"Mm-hmm." You assure him. "As long as you promise to talk to me when something's wrong instead of icing me out."

He stands up quickly, nodding. "I swear and I'm really sorry." He promises you. "So would you like to go to dinner? As boyfriend and girlfriend?"

You try to suppress an inappropriately large grin. "I would."

Spencer doesn't hide his smile and he's awkwardly tripping over his bag and feet to meet you around his side of the desk. "Let's do it." He smiles softly at you, offering out his hand for you to hold.

You take it happily, walking to the elevator with him. "Let's do it, boyfriend."