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The team on the plane after a case. Emily and JJ texting
Emily: Jen, can you come sit by me? I'm sad... and lonely
JJ: Isn't Derek next to you?
Emily shoves Derek off of the seat
Emily: Nope!
Derek on the floor, and the whole team confused.
Emily smiling at her phone: Bring your blanket please? I wanna cuddle.
JJ comes and snuggles next to Emily
Rossi: Emily, next time use your words.
Spencer's Star (Spencer Reid x BAU!Reader)
Hi! I was just re-watching Criminal Minds and had to write this short little drabble! Also, this is my first time experimenting with the use of 2nd person (ie. using 'you'), but I still didn't use Y/N. Please let me know what you think!
Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader / Spencer Reid x BAU!Reader
Episode: 5x13 'Risky Business' (end scene on the jet)
Warnings: Slight (canon) Spencer-targeted bullying by the team (but not from reader!)
Word count: 907
*****
It had been a good case. Well… good by BAU standards.
Since the team had arrived in the small rural county in Wyoming, there had been no further deaths and within only 48-hours they had caught the unsub - an EMT who goaded teenages into choking themselves to death through an online ‘game’. Still, despite the quick solve, the whole case had been disturbing. You wondered whether anyone else was still dwelling on the twisted man who had repeatedly choked his own son. Or if anyone but Hotch had noticed JJ’s seemingly personal stake in this case. Move on, you reminded yourself, tomorrow there will be another case, and then another, and another. You can’t afford to dwell on each one.
Shaking your head slightly, you forced yourself to focus on the present, just as Emily took out a wooden shape and placed it on the table between you. “What is that?” Spencer asked from the seat to your left.
"It’s called a star puzzle.” Emily replied, “It’s basically impossible to figure out.”
You watched with interest as she began to take it apart, and noted Spencer’s quick eyes tracking each of her movements. “You have to put all of the pieces back together to form a perfect star,” she explained, “but the origin of it is kind of a romantic tale.”
Emily began recounting the story, her voice soft and lilting. “There was this young prince who wanted to win the heart of the fairest maiden in the land. So, he climbed to the top of the tallest tower in the kingdom and he caught a falling star for her.”
The whole plane seemed to be listening to Emily now - Rossi was watching from where he leant against the plane window next to her, and Penelope was hanging off her words as she carefully knitted what looked like a bright blue tea cosy. Even Derek, lounging on the seats behind you and Spencer, had taken off his headphones to hear better. But - as it so often did - your attention had moved to Spencer, who now had a slight crease in his brows.
“Unfortunately he was so excited that he dropped it and it smashed into all of these pieces…” Spencer reached out to pick up the now-separated pieces of the puzzle, his arm gently brushing yours as he moved. “...so, he frantically put it back together again to prove his undying love for her,” Emily was saying, “and he succeeded, and they lived happily ever after.” You caught Penelope’s soft sigh from the back of the plane before Spencer spoke up, “That doesn’t make any sense.” He said, and you had to hide your smile at his adorably confused tone. “What do you mean?” Emily replied, now frowning as well.
“You can’t catch a falling star. It would burn up in the atmosphere.” It was becoming difficult to hide your fond amusement, and you almost had to physically sit on your hands to keep from reaching out to smooth his furrowed brow.
“Yeah but it’s not literal, Reid, it’s a fable.”
Spencer didn’t seem satisfied, “But there’s no moral. Fables have morals.”
“Okay, so it’s just a romantic little story,” Emily rebutted, growing exasperated, “The point is, it’s basically impossible to do because you have to take all of those pieces and fit them together exactly…”
You watched, transfixed, as Spencer’s long, nimble fingers worked quickly, slotting each piece together with precision before he gently set it down in front of you, once again in its complete shape.
“There’s a lot to hate about you Dr. Reid.” Emily said, sarcasm softening her harsh words. You heard Derek chuckle from behind you.
“Play poker with him sometime.” Rossi said with a quiet smile.
“Try playin chess with him.” Derek chimed in.
“Or Go” came Penelope’s voice from the back.
You rolled your eyes at the familiar teasing jabs, but your smile fell when you saw Spencer’s face. You knew that look. He was feeling insecure, running back over the entire interaction to see where he had missed a social cue, or messed up in his contribution to the conversation. He didn’t seem to have picked up on Emily’s sarcasm, instead taking her comment to heart.
“Don’t be fooled,” you spoke up, “he watched you take apart the star and memorised the movements. He just had to repeat the pattern in reverse.”
Emily’s eyebrows shot up before she turned to Spencer. “Did you really?” She asked, and her tone now held unmistakable awe. He just shrugged, though you noticed the set of his shoulders relax slightly and his cheeks flush pink at her admiration.
The rest of the team gradually turned their attention elsewhere, and you were about to go fishing in your bag for a book when Spencer’s arm brushed yours again. You looked up to see his dark eyes fixed on yours. Oh, those eyes. They had always reminded you of old, cosy libraries and soft caramels that melt on your tongue. It was an effort not to lean into his warmth.
“How did you know I memorised the pattern?” He asked, his voice a soft whisper as though not to draw the attention of the others.
You allowed yourself a small smirk. “I know you too well Doctor Reid,” you said, equally quiet, “you’re going to have to try harder than that to impress me.”
His answering grin made your heart skip a beat.
“Challenge accepted.”
(Requested by @miriamnox)
SPENCER REID | cozy bau jet aesthetic.
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"Jason, people need to know that they're important and sometimes you forget that..."
everyone talks about the BAU jet but no one ever talks about the pilots - imagine how tired THEY must be
like fucking serial killers, we can never catch a break 😩
Paget Brewster on the set of Criminal Minds “Corazon” 6.12
(via @gibsonthomas)
Hcs of jet cuddles with Hotch?
Cuddling with Hotch on the jet would include:
You sitting next to him in one of the chairs, calling asleep after a long case, your head falls onto his shoulder and Hotch refuses to move so that you can sleep.
Hotch eventually falling asleep too and his head rests gently on top of yours
This is before you and Hotch get together and the team is well aware of the Sexual Tension™️ between you and want to tease you both about it but don’t want to scare Hotch away from his feelings for you with embarrassment.
Once you too have started dating, and after the team has all gone to sleep, you see Aaron glumly looking out of the window and in need of a distraction. You sit across his lap and wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling closer to him.
You being close makes him relax and him focusing on you takes his mind off everything else.
After you get hurt on a case, Hotch lays down on the couch (I know he never does this but for you he will kick Spencer off of it) and holds you in his arms.
His only focus is the rise and fall of your chest, even though the doctor said you would be fine, he just can’t stop worrying.
The team now knows (they already knew) that you are a couple
Hotch gets sick on a case and the jet ride back is miserable for him, you bring him midcine and a blanket to snuggle in. His head lays in your lap and his arms are wrapped around your waist. You make sure he gets the rest he needs.
Sometimes cuddles get a little NSFW once everyone is asleep. Occasionally someone’s hands slips into the others pants underneath a blanket and you both struggle to keep quiet.
When you are leaving for a case and there is turbulence Hotch always holds your hand because he knows it makes you “really uncomfortable” (the one time someone said you looked scared the whole team learned never to call you scared again)
Sometimes you fall asleep on the jet snuggled up next to Aaron on the way home and wake up in his bed. He didn’t want to wake you becasue you looked so peaceful so he carried you off the jet, drove you home and carried you inside.
penelope: have a safe trip!
luke: i have no say in the matter
penelope: die then.
