Sneak Peek!!
It’s been awhile! Here’s a little something I’ve been working on recently. It’s friends to enemies to lovers and centered around the aftermath of Maeve’s case. A good dose (a lot) of angst, some fluff, and some smut. Should be coming within the next week! Tell me what you think!!
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All of this contributes to the feeling, but the worst part of your job is Dr. Spencer Reid.
He’s secretive and rude and just about the most attractive person you’d ever seen. You honestly don’t know what is worse, his constant physical presence in your life or the fact that no matter what you do you can’t stop thinking about him. You’ve tried to get over it; you’ve buried yourself in work, you’ve lamented to your friends, you’ve gone out on dates (all with guys that looked vaguely similar), but nothing has worked. All his worst traits grate your nerves and light you up at the same time.
The worst part of it all is that it wasn’t always like this. When you first joined the BAU, nearly two years ago, you and Spencer got along well. You were friends, he talked to you about his life, he understood you, and you really severely fell for him.
Everything changed around six months ago. Spencer started to develop migraines, and as those developed, he started distancing himself from you. He became snippy and closed off, he started hiding things from you, and he stopped talking to you about life outside of Quantico. It was like overnight you became nothing to him, and you really didn’t understand. Everyone else on the team got the same old Spencer while you went from his right hand man to someone he only spoke to when it was necessary.
Maybe Spencer didn’t deserve to be vilified. You know, realistically, he can and should be able to decide who he wants to be close to, but working with a man that unknowingly broke your heart was close to the hardest thing you’d ever done. So, you decided hating him was easier. The real emotions you feel toward him sit somewhere inside you, but they have been covered by manufactured distaste. Addressing the actual feeling would hurt too bad, you you pretend to hate the things you used to love.